A Life Like a Nightmare

Li Zimu's eyes stayed forever on the bright red figure holding the scissors. Li Zimu was thrown down under the beam, and a beam of light hit him from above. The blood drained down his cheeks What's weird is that on the dark, abyss-like ground, the blood slowly gathers into a twisted human face. Tick, tick, the sound of blood dripping is particularly pleasant in the empty and dark room, as if playing a lullaby for Li Zimu "My dear, we will have sex soon" a woman's chuckle came from the empty room. Tick tock, the last drop of Li Zimu's blood was completely drained. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.