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"Knock, knock, knock!"
In the early morning, Yan Jien was startled awake by the sound of knocking.
"Xiao Yan, are you up?" came Amy's voice from outside the door.
"Amy, what's wrong?" Yan Jien asked.
"Have you seen my Clark? I can't find him anywhere this morning," Amy inquired.
"I haven't seen him," Yan Jien replied.
"That's strange. Did he run away? I heard the sound of chewing bones last night and thought you fed him something," Amy murmured.
"No, I went to bed early last night and didn't hear anything," Yan Jien said.
"Then I'll go look around nearby," Amy said as her footsteps faded away.
"Clark," Yan Jien called out but suddenly froze.
On the ground lay a mutilated dog corpse, its limbs broken, its insides hollowed out, and several bloody holes in its neck.
"What..." Yan Jien gasped.
"How could there be a dog corpse in my room? And why does this dog corpse look a bit like Amy's Clark?" Yan Jien felt a chill run down his spine.
"Wait!" Yan Jien suddenly realized something was off.
Why was there blood all over him, on his clothes and pant legs?
"What is going on?" Yan Jien's mind was in chaos.
"Oh right, that dream from last night!" Yan Jien suddenly recalled the dream he had.
In the dream, he had eaten a goat raw and chewed on a pile of bones.
"Could it be that wasn't just a dream?" Yan Jien trembled all over.
"Crunch!"
At that moment, a piece of raw meat suddenly popped out from between his teeth, leaving Yan Jien completely stunned.
"I... I ate Clark raw?" Yan Jien's eyes went blank.
He actually ate Amy's dog raw?
Yan Jien felt a wave of nausea rise in his stomach.
"Ugh!" Yan Jien gagged a few times but couldn't throw up anything.
"What is happening?" Yan Jien clutched his head, trying hard to remember everything that happened last night.
But his memory only went as far as calling Clark inside to eat together; he couldn't remember anything after that.
"Could it be I've got bones cancer and also a mental illness?" Yan Jien looked utterly defeated.
However, very soon, Yan Jien dismissed this idea. What happened last night was just too real. "I can't tell Amy," Yan Jien thought as he looked at the dog's corpse on the ground, making a decision in his mind. "First, I need to clean the room, then deal with the dog's body," Yan Jien contemplated.
Without hesitation, Yan Jien gathered Clark's remains together and placed them into a snake skin bag. Then he cleaned the room before finally washing up and changing clothes. "Why can't I get this bloodstain out?" Yan Jien felt a bit of a headache. After working hard for half a day, he found that no matter what he did, the bloodstains on the floor wouldn't come clean; even after spraying toilet cleaner, faint traces of red were still visible.
"Forget it, I won't worry about it," Yan Jien shook his head and grabbed his suitcase as he headed out. He planned to take a moment before going to the company to resign. "First, I need to deal with the dog's body."
Yan Jien drove to a hardware store near Xiufeng Square and bought a shovel. "So itchy!" As soon as he got into the car, that intense itch from last night surged up again from deep within his spine. "Ah!" Yan Jien gasped in pain.
"Crack!" As he gripped the steering wheel, his left index fingernail accidentally got scraped off. "What the..." Yan Jien was startled. Why did his fingernail feel like it was made of paper? "Could it be related to last night's mutation?" Yan Jien suddenly considered a possibility. If he continued to mutate, would he end up like some characters in novels, losing all his hair and turning into a skeleton?
"No! No!" Yan Jien shook his head. He certainly didn't want that kind of ending. "I'll bury it first." He drove to a spot near Treasure Mountain and found a place to bury Clark's remains. "I'll deal with everything else later," Yan Jien took a deep breath and drove back to the city.
But as soon as he got in the car, he noticed that the strange itch on his back was gradually spreading throughout his entire body. "So itchy! So itchy!" Yan Jien trembled all over. "Huh?" When he touched the back of his head, he discovered that clumps of his hair were falling out. "My hair!" Yan Jien's eyes widened in shock. "My nails! My teeth!" He was horrified to find that both his nails and teeth were also falling out.
"No! No!" Yan Jien's face was filled with despair.
In just two short days, he had fallen to this state? The more Yan Jien thought about it, the more frightened he became. By the time he returned to his rental apartment, all the hair on his body, along with his teeth and nails, had completely fallen out.
"It's over! It's over!" Yan Jien trembled all over.
"It's so itchy! So itchy!" The strange itch inside him grew stronger, making Yan Jien feel as if he wanted to tear his body apart.
"Ah!" Yan Jien scratched at his body incessantly, and in just a moment, he had drawn blood from his own skin.
"I feel so uncomfortable! I feel so uncomfortable!" Yan Jien's eyes were bloodshot, and his throat emitted a beast-like roar.
"Why! Why do I have this strange illness?" Yan Jien was unwilling to accept it, gripping the floor tiles tightly with both hands.
"Crack!" His nails dug into the gaps between the tiles, breaking them apart with sheer force.
"I... my strength seems to have increased?" Yan Jien was somewhat taken aback. That last move required at least several hundred pounds of force.
"Could this be a mutation caused by the spread of cancer cells?" Yan Jien pondered uncertainly.
"Huh? It's not itchy anymore?" After a while, the strange itch receded like a tide, allowing Yan Jien to gradually calm down.
"What on earth is going on?" Yan Jien looked at himself in the mirror, utterly bewildered. At that moment, he looked like a tiger that had lost its teeth or a peacock that had been plucked; he was as disheveled as could be.
"Sigh!" Yan Jien let out a breath and began to clean up the room.
Time passed, and soon it was evening.
"Hmm?" Yan Jien suddenly noticed a slight pain coming from all the pores on his body.
"Could it be that my skin is starting to peel off too?" A possibility struck him suddenly. If his skin were to peel off as well, wouldn't he truly become nothing but a skeleton? Yan Jien couldn't bear to imagine such a scene.
"Wait!" Yan Jien glanced at the hair in the trash can and suddenly froze.
"My bald head, how is it sprouting?" He stared in shock at his reflection in the mirror.
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