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In the terrifying scene in the mist, every nerve in Arthur's body is tense. He tightly grips the gun in his hand, but his wrist trembles involuntarily. He tries hard to steady his breathing, attempting to bring his mind back to reality, but everything around him seems to be engulfing his sanity. He shouts loudly again, "Stop! Who's there?!" But all he gets in response is the intensifying white mist and the anxious barking of a Growlithe.
As the unidentified figure approaches in the mist, Arthur can feel its icy gaze piercing through the fog, straight into his soul. Every step forward seems to compress Arthur's breathing space. The figure in the mist now appears to him more like a demon emerging from hell, slowly spreading its cold wings and moving closer to him.
The air suddenly filled with the smell of blood, growing stronger and stronger. Arthur could almost feel it churning in his nostrils, causing waves of nausea. And the murmurs, seemingly coming from the underworld, each word felt like a cold nail slowly scraping across his soul.
The frantic barking of the Growlithe became more and more urgent, each bark reminding Arthur that danger was approaching. Fear filled his heart, but he knew he couldn't back down. He tried to calm himself, to stop his hands from shaking, but when he raised the gun again, his hands still trembled uncontrollably.
Arthur felt a panic unlike anything he had ever experienced before. He shouted again, "I said, stop! Don't come any closer!" His voice echoed in the mist, but the figure seemed unaffected, continuing to approach slowly. Each step made the murmurs in the mist clearer, each word seemed to etch Arthur's fear in his heart.
At Arthur's angry command, the figure ahead suddenly stopped, slowly raising its hands as if to signal no harm. Arthur's heart tightened, the gun in his hand aimed at the person, his finger poised on the trigger, ready to fire. However, just as he was about to instinctively pull the trigger, he suddenly heard the familiar voice of the town mayor of Mishima coming from the mist.
"Inspector Arthur, it's me! Town mayor of Mishima!" The voice trembled and echoed earnestly in the thick fog, "I heard the barking of Growlithe and found you missing, so I thought you might have taken the wrong path."
Town mayor of Mishima's voice was like a bright light, instantly pulling Arthur out of the abyss of fear and illusion. His heart suddenly dropped the huge stone, and an unprecedented sense of relaxation and relief surged up. He couldn't help but tremble, still holding the gun in his hand, and then tried hard to stare into the fog to make out Town mayor of Mishima's figure.
As the mist gradually dispersed, he finally saw the familiar face of the town mayor of Mishima. After confirming that the person in front of him was indeed the town mayor of Mishima, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, feeling the tension and fear in his body dissipate instantly. It was as if he had awakened from a terrifying dream and returned to the real world.
Arthur's heart finally found peace, and he instantly felt a relaxation like never before. He quickly put down the gun in his hand, widened his eyes, and tried to discern the figure of the town mayor of Mishima in the mist. As the mist dispersed slightly, he finally saw the familiar face of the town mayor of Mishima. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, feeling the tension in his body dissipate instantly.
"Town mayor of Mishima, you scared me to death!" Arthur said with a hint of a sob. He felt that, for the first time, he truly appreciated the value of life and the stability of reality.
The mayor approached Arthur, also looking somewhat weary and frightened. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm really sorry, Detective Arthur. I was also startled by the Growlithe's barking, especially in this kind of environment."
Arthur's breathing was rapid, his arms tightly wrapped around the shoulders of the town mayor of Mishima, as if a lost child had found solace. His eyes were filled with panic and unease, as if he had just escaped from the scythe of death. He struggled to swallow the lump in his throat, trying to calm the trembling caused by fear.
Although his breathing slowly stabilized, the trembling in his voice could not hide his fear. He finally spoke, his voice trembling slightly, "I... I just fell down, and then I got lost in this white fog. I'm really sorry for making you worry."
Town mayor of Mishima showed a kind and reconciliatory smile, seemingly not at all angry about Arthur's earlier suspicion and pointing of the gun. He gently patted Arthur's shoulder and reassured him, "It's okay, Detective Arthur. The white mist tonight is indeed very dangerous for outsiders. And the environment of Lavender Town is indeed quite peculiar, not easy for people to adapt to."
His words were full of understanding and sympathy, making Arthur feel a little warm. His heart eased slightly, but the growl of the Growlithe once again reminded him of the unease around him. The Growlithe seemed to dislike Town mayor of Mishima, its eyes full of vigilance and distrust, and the growl sounded particularly harsh in the quiet night.
Town mayor of Mishima seemed to notice the unease of the Growlithe, a hint of complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He reached out to try to comfort the Growlithe, signaling it not to be afraid, but the Growlithe took a step back, appearing quite wary.
Town mayor of Mishima smiled helplessly, then turned to Arthur and said, "You know, this is the second time today you've pointed a gun at me." There was a hint of humor and self-deprecation in his tone, as if trying to ease Arthur's tension.
Arthur's eye twitched, and he couldn't help but show a wry smile. He knew that the Town mayor of Mishima was trying to ease his tension, but the roar of the Growlithe and the surrounding cold white mist made it impossible for him to completely let go of his vigilance. He patted the Growlithe on the head, trying to calm it down, but the Growlithe still seemed wary of the Town mayor of Mishima.
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