Deep Sea Embers

Duncan carried Ai on his shoulders, and was the first to go through the big hole and stepped into the upside-down corridor. The others followed behind him one by one. Appear.

The team walked cautiously through the corridor, everyone was always paying attention to the movement around them, and at the same time carefully observed every structure in the corridor.

And after stepping into the corridor, they did find some details that they hadn't noticed at the entrance before.

This hallway isn't just upside down - twists and weirdness are everywhere.

Doors with obviously inconsistent sizes are randomly inlaid on the walls on both sides, some are upright, some are upside down, round portholes can be seen occasionally on the walls, but the opposite side of the window is either a wall, or another door or window, Some weird geometric protrusions suddenly appeared on the walls or floors, which looked like room structures elsewhere, but were mistakenly integrated into the corridor.

The internal state of the "Obsidian" is like the internal organs of a giant beast modified by a terrible doctor. All its internal organs are randomly stacked and connected in a distorted manner. The rooms are staggered, the doors are skewed, and the exits and entrances are randomly connected In a corridor that seems to be a main road, and at the end of this corridor... I don't know what is lurking in the darkness.

The interior of the ghost ship was very quiet, only the sound of everyone's footsteps knocking on the "ground" that should have been the roof. This sound echoed inside the hull, and there seemed to be something else mixed in it.

Nina and Shirley seemed a bit nervous, but Alice was in good condition—this puppet was not brave, but seriously lacked common sense, and all her sailing experience came from the same evil and weird loss of home No. 1, so she didn't think the situation inside this ghost ship was anything to be afraid of.

After walking forward like this for an unknown amount of time, the long corridor seemed to extend endlessly in the darkness, and the area in front of it also became increasingly dim. Duncan poked the pigeon on his shoulder: "Illumination."

Ai Yi suddenly shouted sharply: "Take this solar tomahawk! Embrace the glory of battle!"

Following the pigeon's bluffing, a burst of bright green flames rose up from its body, and the blazing flames dispelled the darkness in the corridor at once.

Fan Na looked at this scene in astonishment, and murmured to Morris in front of her in a low voice, "This pigeon...can be used like this?"

Morris's tone was very indifferent: "The captain often uses this - sometimes when the pigeons are not around, he will use himself to illuminate."

Fanna: "...?"

But this time, before she could lament again the huge gap between the "legendary Captain Duncan" and the real Captain Duncan, a sudden sound interrupted everyone's actions.

"Boom boom boom..."

It sounded like a dull knock - coming from behind a nearby door!

Everyone stopped for an instant, and their eyes focused on the direction from which the voice came from.

It was a blue door with the words "Captain's Cabin" written on it.

From the perspective of a normal ship structure, the captain's room is of course impossible to be in this position. However, on the ghost ship that is completely chaotic, with various cabin entrances stacked randomly, it is possible for any door to appear in any place.

"Boom boom boom..."

The percussion sounded again, more pronounced than before, and it seemed a little hasty.

It was as if a survivor of a shipwreck was hiding behind that door, and after hearing the movement in the corridor, he slammed on the door anxiously to attract help.

Fanna silently reached out to touch the giant sword behind her, Shirley slightly raised the black chain in her hand, Nina hid behind Alice, and Alice raised her hand to hug her head.

Duncan came to the door expressionlessly.

The knocking sound continued to ring continuously.

But Duncan didn't mean to open the door, he just curled his fingers and knocked on the door twice.

The knocking sound inside suddenly stopped, as if the person who made the sound was a little surprised. After a few seconds of silence, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly broke the silence, and it sounded from behind the blue door: "Outside... someone ?"

"Yes." Duncan said lightly.

"Ah, that's great! I'm the captain of the Obsidian. I don't know what happened to the ship, but I'm trapped," said the hoarse and deep voice immediately, "Good sir outside the door, what's your name?" Name? Can you open the door for me?"

"You can just call me Duncan," Duncan said, and at the same time pressed his hand behind him, signaling to the others to be calm. "Before I open the door, I want to make sure—are you really the captain of the Obsidian?"

"Of course! My name is Christo Barberi. You can find my name and ID number from the Port Authority. My ID is in the room," the voice said immediately, "But... now this For some reason, the damned door is still not moving, and I really have no way to come out to prove my identity to you..."

"The next question," Duncan ignored the chatter of the people in the door, but continued to ask, "What year is this year?"

"This year?" The voice inside the door was obviously stunned for a moment, probably thinking that the question was a little weird, but he still replied, "Of course it was 1894, what's the problem?"

Duncan glanced back at Morris, who nodded slightly.

In 1894, that was the date of the shipwreck of the Obsidian.

Thinking of the shipwreck, Morris suddenly stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, captain, do you know that there is a passenger named 'Brown Scott' on your ship?"

"Passengers?" The voice behind the blue door hesitated, "I can't remember the names of every passenger on the ship, but...you mean Brown Scott? Ah, I remembered, I don't know Remember, the folklorist? He was a well-known man. I talked to him a few times. I had the impression that he was a very thin gentleman. His hair and beard were always meticulous. Customs are very researched, and I am also very interested in the frozen sea area further north..."

Listening to the voice from behind the blue door, Morris nodded slightly, and whispered to Duncan, "There is no deviation."

"He has a clear mind, a complete memory, and can accurately say his name," Fan Na, who was still silent at the side, suddenly broke the silence, "But it cannot be ruled out that it is an evil creature that has absorbed human memories and emotions and set traps. This kind of thing Not uncommon on ghost ships."

"Oh, that doesn't matter, as long as you really have the captain's memory," Duncan said indifferently, "Monsters can also try to reason first—if it doesn't make sense, talk about physics, and it will always make sense."

Fan Na was stunned: "...That's true."

Duncan put his hand on the handle of the blue wooden door.

"I'm going to open the door, Mr. Barberry," he said to the inside.

Then, he turned the handle—unlike the completely rusted hatch doors he had seen before, this door seemed to have no signs of damage. slight sound.

The door opened.

Under everyone's slightly nervous gaze, Duncan pushed open the door.

An upside-down room appeared in front of everyone.

All the walls are crooked, and the ceiling is crooked as if it is about to collapse completely. The original furnishings in the room are randomly integrated into the nearby walls and the ground, as if buried by wood and metal. For such an incomplete part as the chair, there is even a huge hole in the wall facing the door. The opposite side of the hole is dark, and it doesn't know where it leads.

And there was no one in the upside-down room.

Duncan glanced at the empty room, but in the next second, he heard the voice of the captain "Christo Barberry" coming from behind the blue door: "Ah, you Did you open the door? I seem to feel the shaking, but the door still won't move in my hand... Is there something wrong with my perception or cognition? Can you help? I may have been stuck at sea for too long Time, there are already some bad symptoms, it would be even better if there is a pastor who is willing to lend a helping hand..."

Duncan frowned.

He walked into the chaotic room, slowly turned the door around, and looked behind the door panel.

He saw the "Christo Barberi".

A mass...like an incomplete melted wax figure stuck to the door, and in the deformed and collapsed structure, an arm sticking to the door panel, several fiber bundles connected to the hand, and a large group of fundamental Can't see what the "ontology" is.

This horrible and twisted thing was fused with the door in this way. When Duncan watched it, it was still slightly shrinking and wriggling, and a hoarse and low sound came out from a certain part of its structure——

"Ah, I can't see you, have you come in? The room may be a bit messy. There was a big shock before, and I haven't cleaned up the room since then... I seem to have some problems with my vision, but the problem is not very serious. Big, the most troublesome thing now is that I can't move my body, I seem to have forgotten how to control my hands and feet—by the way, do you have a doctor with you?"