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Chen Yi slowly advanced along the corridor in the darkness, his footsteps so light they were almost inaudible, yet his heart was pounding violently in his chest. The darkness seemed to thicken at this moment, and each step felt like a tentative approach to an unfathomable abyss. Finally, he arrived at his parents' door and noticed it was slightly ajar, emitting a faint and unusual light.
Just as he reached out to push the door open and investigate the situation inside, a powerful figure suddenly and violently emerged from behind the door. A pair of strong hands shot out like lightning and viciously grabbed his neck. The strength of those hands was astonishing, instantly causing Chen Yi to feel suffocated, his steps faltering and his entire body losing balance.
The attacker wore a terrifying Prajñā mask, with a distorted and horrifying visage that appeared even more eerie in the dim light. The grotesque face seemed like a living demon in the darkness, cold and cruel. Through the mask's eye holes, the attacker's gaze emitted a cold and merciless light, sending shivers down one's spine.
In fear and pain, Chen Yi felt his body being violently thrown into his parents' room. His body flipped in the air like a doll, then crashed heavily onto the hard floor. The impact was so strong that Chen Yi felt a sharp pain spreading from his back to his whole body, and his head hit the floor heavily, causing him to feel dizzy instantly.
Chen Yi lay on the ground, struggling to get up, but the overwhelming sense of oppression made it impossible for him to move. His breathing was rapid and difficult, and his vision was blurry, only vaguely able to see the terrifying mask approaching him. The burly figure of the attacker loomed larger in his field of vision, like a demon about to devour him.
The big man had a sturdy figure and was wearing a neat and crisp suit, giving off a cold and ruthless feeling. He stood over the fallen Chen Yi, looking down at him with indifference. Chen Yi curled up on the ground, each breath bringing intense pain. He wanted to check on his parents' condition, but fear and the pain all over his body made it impossible for him to force himself to get up.
The big man looked at Chen Yi, a hint of disdainful smirk on his lips: "The worm actually discovered my presence, it's my negligence." His voice was cold and full of threat, as if he didn't care about Chen Yi's struggle and fear.
Chen Yi lay on the ground, intense pain and fear intertwining in his mind. The big man's figure was tall and menacing, the hidden muscle lines under his suit revealing his strength and danger. The big man's eyes were cold and ruthless, looking at Chen Yi as if he were insignificant.
When the hard leather shoe of the big man pressed against Chen Yi's neck, Chen Yi felt a suffocating pressure. His neck was tightly compressed, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. The air seemed to stagnate in his lungs, and each breath became extremely difficult.
In this desperate situation, Chen Yi struggled desperately, trying to break free from this cruel control. His hands tightly grasped the big man's ankle, using all his strength to push and struggle. His fingertips sank deeply into the big man's shoe, and his skin turned pale from exertion, but the big man seemed unmoved.
Chen Yi's face gradually turned red due to lack of oxygen, and his eyes were filled with panic and despair. His vision began to blur, and his consciousness drifted away. His heart was pounding violently, each beat feeling like a race against death.
At this critical moment, many memories flashed through Chen Yi's mind: the laughter with friends at school, the warm moments with his parents at home, and the dreams and hopes for the future. He didn't want it to end like this; he wanted to survive, to see his loved ones again.
Chen Yi struggled with all his might, trying to break free. His fingernails dug deep into the big man's shoes, attempting to find a chance to escape. But the big man's strength was overwhelming, and Chen Yi's efforts seemed futile. In this helplessness and despair, Chen Yi's consciousness gradually blurred, and darkness began to engulf his vision, everything becoming more and more distant.
When Chen Yi forcibly opened his eyes again, the first thing that hit him was a strong smell of fire, mixed with the pungent odor of burning wood and plastic. He felt every inch of his skin burning, especially his neck, the intense pain making it almost unbearable. He tried to get up from the ground, but every movement of his body felt like struggling in the midst of a raging inferno.
Chen Yi struggled to stand up from the corner of the wall, his legs feeling weak and barely able to support his own weight. He looked around, trying to understand what was happening. The flames outside the room seemed to be growing larger, casting a terrifying light and shadow in the corridor.
In the midst of this sudden disaster, Chen Yi's mind was in chaos. His thoughts were jumbled and he didn't know what to do. What hurt him the most was when he turned to look at his parents' bed, the sight pierced his heart like a sharp blade. In the dim and flickering firelight, he saw the most heartbreaking scene: his parents lying on the bed, their eyes hollowly staring at the ceiling, their faces pale with a hint of purple, the color of death. Their lips were slightly parted, as if trying to breathe in their last moments, but it was in vain.
Their expressions froze in terror and pain, as if silently conveying the fear and helplessness of having life suddenly taken away by death. This scene filled Chen Yi with an indescribable pain, as if his heart was being torn apart, a deep sorrow and despair that penetrated to the core.
Chen Yi's legs went weak, and he could barely support his own body. Tears streamed uncontrollably down his face, mingling with sweat and smoke. His fingers reached out weakly towards his parents, trembling, wanting to touch them one last time, but his body was firmly locked in pain and fear.
His throat emitted a hoarse cry, a deep expression of despair and powerlessness. Facing the sudden disaster and the pain of losing his loved ones on this terrifying night, Chen Yi felt his world completely collapsing.
His heart was filled with regret, doubt, and confusion. Why did this happen? Why did they have to leave him? How did all of this happen? But now, he didn't have time to find the answers. The fire was spreading rapidly, and Chen Yi knew he had to escape this soon-to-be hell immediately.
With deep sorrow and endless grief, Chen Yi forced himself to stand up, every step weighing heavily on him. His heart was filled with love for his parents and an irreparable sense of loss. In this despair, he ran desperately forward, trying to escape this hell being consumed by flames.
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