The face that had appeared only on the mission recorder took over every screen in the Monitoring Station almost instantly. Wherever the driver looked, he met its eyes.
"The madness! The madness they talked about is here! Help! Help!"
He felt utterly helpless. Before, he had been unable to see and had feared the darkness. Now that he could see, he bitterly regretted it. He would have been better off dying without knowing anything. At least he would have suffered less.
The Monitoring Station was small. Every instrument that should have been abandoned had switched on, and the red glow of the indicator lights made the woman's features even more terrifying. Her distorted face seemed to be squeezing out of the screens, bit by bit.
The driver finally understood the terror those Cleaners had shown in the video. Faces closed in from every direction like a surging tide.
"Maybe, maybe gouging out my eyes would work." The driver's mental defenses had collapsed. His trembling fingers reached for his eyeballs. "As long as I can't see, I can't observe her. Then things will go back to normal."
As though possessed, the driver was about to touch his eyes when Gao Ming knocked him aside. "Gouge out your eyes, and Auntie will move into your head. You'll be trapped in her embrace forever."
Hearing Gao Ming's voice, the driver felt as though he had found a lifeline. But when he looked at Gao Ming's raised head, his expression changed sharply, and he went deathly pale.
"Your face!"
Half of Gao Ming's face belonged to Li Sansi. The other half was rapidly becoming feminine, clearly turning into someone else. The mismatch held a peculiar horror.
Copious blood seeped from the tattoo on his chest. Stirred by an outside force, the malice hidden deep