Waking Again

A strong sense of urgency made Hope wake up from his sleep.

He was still sleepy, and his restlessness made it difficult for him to continue to enjoy sleep.

But when he really woke up, he didn't know what to do, and confusion replaced uneasiness.

He was lying on a soft bedding, the wound on his wrist was wrapped with a bandage, and he was changed into clean clothes, but this did not seem to be a bed, but a bedding spread on the floor.

Hope's judgment is based on what is on the other side, which is the bed. It is high and far away from the ground. The person lying on the bed has golden hair.

Professor Larry----Also Jack----

Hope went through the blond people he knew in his mind, and finally thought of the most likely person.

Nancy·Wagner.

Dr. Morgan said that he had rescued her, but just for safety, he still kept her in a coma.

They sent Nancy back to Arkham----or say----

Hope looked at the person sitting under the light on the other side, with brown hair and a book on his lap.

It was blurry and nothing could be seen clearly.

But so beautiful.

After a few seconds, Elizabeth raised his head and looked at Hope Hope couldn't tell, but he thought she was looking at him.

She put down the book in her hand, walked closer, and gently waved her hand in front of Hope.

Then he waved again, showing a little worry at the same time.

"Ah, I can see it." Hope finally realized what she was doing and said after realizing, "I can't see clearly though."

Elizabeth nodded, didn't say anything more, got up and knocked on the door.

This is a strange move, because obviously this is indoors, but Elizabeth is knocking on the door.

After a while, someone pushed the door open, chatted with Elizabeth for a few words, and then walked up to Hope.

Iron gray hair and a somewhat bald head, he is Professor Rice.

"I thought you would at least sleep until dawn." Professor Rice said, "Is there something that makes you feel flustered?"

He didn't wait for Hope to answer and continued, "Glad to see you're still alive. Welcome back Dunwich, Wilbur is dead."

Very strange greetings for meeting.

But in response, Hope nodded.

"Originally." Regarding Hope's current situation, Professor Rice explained, "Professor Armitage was prepared to let you stay at Arkham for treatment. After all, you were honorably injured. Unfortunately, Jack disagreed.

"Jack is a great doctor. He said that your injury is very stable. You may still be able to shine and generate heat. There is indeed an empty seat in the car, and he is worried about leaving you alone in school."

"Aren't you worried about the medical conditions there?" Hope asked.

After all, Professor Rice, Dr. Morgan and Jack are all here Dunwich.

But Professor Rice shook his head. "He doesn't trust you, he is worried that you are a Wilbur with a deeper disguise."

Hope was stunned for a moment, then looked up, remembering that Jack said not long ago that he would become a good investigator.

It seems that the investigators will also be suspected because of the ingredients.

He sighed, a little frustrated.

If you are suspected, be suspicious. After all, Hope was indeed born in a family of cultists, and the process of surrendering was indeed a bit abrupt, but----

Professor Rice Why do you say it? Isn't it bad for you to have doubts in private?

Professor Rice patted Hope on the shoulder.

Because Hope was lying down, the skin next to Hope's neck was actually photographed.

He said, "Jack's suspicion is only due to his professional ethics, but believe me, in times of crisis, he will give you enough trust."

"How much is enough?" Hope asked.

Professor Rice thought for a while, and then said seriously, "Enough for you to take the opportunity to kill him----well, this is not what I said, Jack said it himself on the road."

It sounds similar.

Hope thinks.

Including Dr. Morgan, several professors are civilized people, only Jack would make such a joke.

But Jack said this, which really made Hope happy.

"Is there anything else I can do to help?" Hope asked.

"It's great that you can say that. But not now, you still need to rest for a while and wait for them to come back." Professor Rice replied, "Jack will be happy to hear this. He should be with Dr. Morgan now, riding a horse, to - investigate a Monster, and evacuate the residents of Dunwich.

One Monster.

Hope was a little shocked.

"The one that ran out of Whateley House? The transparent Monster?" Hope asked.

"Was it ever transparent?" Professor Rice was surprised. "It did run out of Whateley House, but Dr. Morgan said he didn't see anything."

It still ran out----

Hope bit his nails.

"Didn't see anything?"

"Yes, but Dr. Morgan is sure that there is indeed something moving. He said that he stood on the top of the mountain and saw that all the grass and shrubs below the mountain were bent, as if they were hit by a strong wind. But in fact there was no wind at all."

Professor Rice looked serious. "I don't know what happened to Dr. Morgan, but he must have been frightened. He ran down Sentinel Hill like crazy. A section of the road almost rolled down, and his clothes were completely ruined.

"Paul·Corey said that he found Dr. Morgan on a rock at the foot of the mountain. Dr. Morgan was already unconscious at that time."

"Paul·Corey----"

Hope Ignore this familiar name for now. "Dr. Morgan Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Professor Rice replied, "You don't need to worry about this. By the time we get here in Professor Armitage's car, he will have already woken up.

"Jack and I checked him as thoroughly as possible and found no problems. As I said just now, he has now gone out riding with Jack again."

"That's good - what about the residents of Dunwich? I mean, are they willing to leave here temporarily?"

Professor Rice shook his head. "Unwilling. The vast majority of residents are unwilling to leave their farms. We have reached a lot of cooperation with Mr. Sawyer Walter of Dunwich, but Mr. Sawyer happens to be the one who least supports evacuation.

"He's an old fogy—but why?"

"Because----Farm, Mr. Sawyer said this: a farmer should die together with his farm."

What a damn sense of professional honor.

Although I think so, Hope really doesn't know how to persuade them.

Hope sighed, and Professor Rice also sighed.

"There is another bad news." Professor Rice said.

Hope looked at him.

"What?"

"It's about you." Professor Rice continued, "How do you feel now."

Hope thought for a while and asked, "What time is it now?"

"It's three o'clock in the morning and you were unconscious for more than three hours."

Three hours----

Hope raised his hand. Although it was still weak, it was probably just because Spirit Body was too low and there was no other discomfort.

"Not bad, much better than last time." Hope replied.

But Professor Rice shook his head.

"Actually, it's much worse." Professor Rice said, "You know, the last time you did that, even though you were unconscious for a long time, you didn't leave any sequelae at all. It can almost be said that you paid nothing."