He lowered his head in a drowsy manner, his heavy brain like a crumbling lead hanging on his body. Dr. Will didn't know what he was thinking. He realized that he was thinking nothing, and his former wisdom and reason were squeezed out of the cerebral cortex. Every step he protruded was careful, as if there was a thick and wet soft thing between the soles and the deck. Even though his eyes and brain told him that the thing did not exist, he still couldn't extricate himself from this comfortable environment that didn't need to think.

He looked at his palms and turned a deaf ear to the noise in his ears. The wrinkles that had never been done for a long time had only been growing in time, and the soft cocoons on his knuckles that had grown due to long-term holding of the pen, now it looks like they were soaked in liquid for too long and turned white and swollen, emitting the smell of shower gel and blood.

"Doctor." Captain Miller raised his voice. He glanced at Dr. Will's raised hand, which was the only blood stain that had been stained when he helped transport Justin. Dr. Peters, Major D.J and First Deputy Stark had Justin's blood stains. "Do you really don't know?"

"I don't know." Dr. Will looked up as if he woke up from his dream. "Do you know Wendy Lawson? You've never told me."

"Yes, I know Dr. Wendy Lawson, and that was a tragedy." Captain Miller glanced at the Physics Doctor again, and seemed unwilling to mention the accident planned by Tianma again. He signed a confidentiality agreement and would never reveal the real cause of the accident. It was the request of SHIELD. "She is dead, and you are still alive, and now you are the only person in the world who knows this ship. The ship did not go to Proxima Centauri, where did it go."

"I told you, I don't know." Dr. Will suddenly became a little irritable. He tried to speed up, as if he could get rid of Captain Miller. "If I knew, I wouldn't have to come here, wouldn't I?"

Captain Miller ran away angrily, knowing that he could not get any answer from Dr. Will. A few minutes later, as he walked through the unmanned corridor to try to return to the bridge, a sound caught his attention, which came from behind a thick bulkhead, traveling through the pipes and cables. He narrowed his eyes alertly and looked at the direction of the sound.

"Captain! Don't leave me here!"

The voice was ahead, but the next moment came behind him, as if it was coming from the corner at the end of another passage. With the terrible thunder burst out from the violent storm under the track, he vaguely heard the voice full of pain pleading. Miller turned around suddenly and stared at the direction where the other voice came.

"For God's sake, save me!"

"This is just an illusion in the mind, it is just an illusion." He leaned on the bulkhead, hoping that the cold steel would cool his mind again. Then he heard the hull's deformation and distortion due to the momentary loss of pressure, and a scream that humans could not make. The terrible sound glided inside the hull like a cold and slippery snake - he could hear the sound in a panic tone to describe to him how the flames slowly licked their eyes, and the liquid flame penetrated into their mouths and into their lungs. The last voice chuckled with a squirming squirming through the pipes with cold fear - he left the tight bulkhead in horror, his eyes tracking the source of the sound until it disappeared. When he arrived at the bridge, he found that others were already here.

He decided to speak out the voice he heard, openly and honestly without any concealment.

"Someone is calling me, a young crew member named Eddie Corrick, who once served with me on the Giant. It was a secret project of the Tianma Project, only S.H.E.L.D., NASA and the Pentagon know. Then we met..." Captain Miller sat in his seat, looking depressed. He didn't want to think of the tragedy over and over again. "Then we encountered an accident... At that time, an alien ship came near the earth, and the Giant set sail urgently... Later, the aliens were repelled, but this was not a good thing. The wreckage of the Giant alien ship penetrated, the oxygen cylinder exploded, and the ship caught fire. I and the other three escaped into the lifesaving return capsule, but Corrick didn't have time. Have you ever seen a flame without gravity?"

Captain Miller never forgot the figure who flew into space like a rainbow and pierced the alien fleet.

Major D.J shrugged.

"The flame is beautiful, like mercury, the flames flow everywhere, slapped the hull like waves, never stopping." Captain Miller said to himself, "He screamed and asked me for help, and I did the only thing I could do. I closed the door of the lifesaving return capsule and left him. From then on, I swear to never give up anyone again."

"I've known you for a long time, Miller," said Major D.J. "You've never told me."

"This is the strange place, I have never mentioned it to anyone. But the ship knows that it knows my fear, my secret, it goes into my brain and shows me. It is showing off, like a cat before eating prey." Captain Miller's eyes swept over Dr. Peters who was working. Dr. Peters saw his child, and Dr. Will refused to admit that he saw hallucinations. "This ship knows the secret we are hiding in our brains, D.J." Captain Miller pressed the call button on the center console and accepted the call request, "Whatever it is, Cooper, I hope it is good news."

"Yes, sir, the Lewis and Clark are ready to be pressurized."

"I'll go now." Captain Miller immediately abandoned his previous sense of secrets and restored his decision as a captain. He nodded to Major D.J, "Prepare the space suit. If everything goes well, we will start the ship and let the ship return to Earth. As long as the pressurization experiment can be completed, we will all stay on the Lewis and Clark, including Justin Peters, Stark, and we need the ship's navigation log."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "I want to go to the infirmary to get some things." Major D.J said.

"We're still working on the restoration." First mate Stark handed Dr. Peters a small cup filled with cold coffee. It was their best thing now, and it was brought from the Lewis and Clark. They wouldn't have done so much without coffee. "It's almost done, Miller."

Although Lieutenant Cooper was excited, the pressurized test of the Lewis and Clark did not go smoothly. Lieutenant Cooper, wearing a space suit, was helpless to see cold white air coming out next to the patched skin. Hours of sleepless work did not completely repair the torn area of ​​the Lewis and Clark. Even so, the optimistic Lieutenant Cooper blinked and planned to continue working.

"Twenty minutes, sir." Lieutenant Cooper said in the communication channel, "it will be repaired in twenty minutes."

"very good."

Captain Miller nodded and climbed back to the connecting arm of the Lewis and Clark and Event Horizon. At this time, the exclamations of the First Deputy Stark and Dr. Peters came from the communication channel. They paniced and asked Captain Miller to return to the bridge. "We fixed a thirty-minute video." The First Deputy Stark was a little incoherent, "You must see."

"calm."

"I can't calm down, Miller." Dr. Peters's voice was hoarse, as if he was eroding his throat by some acidic substance. She couldn't control herself. Anyone could not help vomiting after watching that video. The fear and nausea that spread to the depths of her soul made her tremble. Until now, she still felt a headache and dizziness. First mate Stark's condition was not much better, as if the stench of the rotten flesh was still wandering in their nasal cavity. "You have to see."

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The crazy crowd danced freely, they indulged in a carnival, letting out crazy roars, and venting ecstasy and violence irrationally. They were cheering for blood and pain, and for death.

Here the stars are just a cold, pale ball of light. The sunlight that awakens civilization cannot illuminate this dark place. The brilliance of reason and civilization retreats in this place where humans have never set foot. Never bonfires have ever been here. The malice that was once expelled in the dark has come back. All the wisdom and reason that humans have established for thousands of years have been destroyed by the invisible objects full of malicious intentions in the deep space of the universe.

Perhaps they had resisted, but the weak reason of human beings was completely unable to fight against things that were completely incomprehensible in the depths of space. They were like dead branches floating on the water. The eternal terror from the past instantly crushed their reason, urging them to join the torrent of violence and indulgence that human beings can show.

The sticky flesh and blood on the bridge walls told the latecomers about their endings. The first mate Stark was still vomiting, and she accompanied Captain Miller to watch the video again. The enthusiastic crew members in the video forward showed incredible cruelty far beyond the beast. Captain Miller did not vomit, and his face looked quite ugly because the video proved his point again. The ship carried endless malice, which would dig people's minds and instill in their fear and expectations.

"Change the mission. Everyone evacuates the ship as soon as possible. We can't expect the ship's automatic sailing to take us back." Captain Miller swallowed, looking at the flesh and blood on the bridge bulkhead. It was very likely that some crew member chewed and digested and then pulled out the stuff on the wall by the other crew members. After watching that video, every crew member of the Lewis and Clark was unconsciously away from the things that had not been completely cleaned. "Lt. Cooper, I need you to speed up. Doctor Peters, I need you and Lieutenant Smith to carry as much CO2 converter as possible. The Lewis and Clark needs enough oxygen. Stark..."

"I will prepare the Lewis and Clark for navigation." The first mate nodded.

"By the hard drive, the earth needs to know what's going on here." Captain Miller glanced at the terrifying bridge for a last glance. From the copper spikes in the hyperspace engine compartment to the bulkheads on both sides of the corridor that looked like the coffin of an ancient Egyptian pharaoh, the ship made him feel even more disgusting. He turned around and left the bridge, "Everyone, leave this ship, I don't want anyone else to stay here."

"Captain, Captain." It seemed that Dr. Will caught up with Captain Miller because the other crew members were not nearby. He said in a gentle tone, "Don't do this."

"It's all over." He strode towards the connecting bridge and said unhappily.

"Where is this ship? Are you going to give up on this ship?"

"I don't want to leave it alone, Dr.. When the Lewis and Clark arrives at a safe distance, I will launch missiles to destroy this damn ship."

Dr. Will grabbed Captain Miller's collar, and the next moment the latter fled at him. Before the conflict could continue, most of the lighting facilities inside the bridge were extinguished one by one.

"Captain Miller, there is a problem with the biological reading scan." First mate Stark sent a communication, "It seems that the hyperspace engine is absorbing all the power of the ship." After repeatedly confirming that the hyperspace engine cannot be stopped, Captain Miller issued an order, "Download the file and evacuate immediately. I want to leave this ghost place."

"You can't leave." Dr. Will in the shadow looked like he was smiling, "She won't let you leave."

"You have to go back to Lewis and Clark immediately, or you have to walk home, Dr. Will."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I'm already at home." Dr. Will took a step back and fell into the darkness.

On the other hand, drivers Smith and Dr. Peters have arrived at the cabin where the hyperspace engine is located. The CO2 converter is located in the corridor leading to the hyperspace engine, and they need to find enough, yet not fully consumed converter filters to supplement the Lewis and Clark.

"Bad, bad, or bad." Smith frowned and threw the empty filter into the cooling pool of the hyperspace engine. He looked like he was frightened, especially the existence of the hyperspace engine, which made him even more creepy. Justin became like this because of the thing. If it weren't for the mission, he would never want to get close to this thing. "Peters, can we leave? This place is so scary!"

"We have to breathe oxygen on the way home, right?" Dr. Peters lowered his head and pulled out more converter filters and threw them to Lieutenant Smith. "Twenty-five, we need at least twenty-five filters."

"I don't need oxygen! Go quickly!"

“We need twenty-five!”

"Go away!"

Under the constant urging of Lieutenant Smith, Dr. Peters then put on his back the filter element that could still be used.

She took a last look at the hyperspace engine. The copper-rusted behemoth was slowly rotating without any abnormality, but when she walked to the anti-interference bridge like a meat grinder, she couldn't help but stop. Fear, or intuition, urged Lieutenant Smith to run wildly without looking back. When she came to her senses, she could no longer see Lieutenant Smith's back, and replaced by the slowly rotating hyperspace engine. The power from the deepest part of her heart urged her to stop and look back, as if there was everything she said she was looking forward to behind her. She did as she did, and then saw a small figure running past the hyperspace engine, just as she had been expecting.

At that moment, the irresistible thing won.
Chapter completed!