Nightmare Assault

"Hmmm…" The heavy trembling shook Fatty awake. The corridor before him had been twisted beyond recognition. The building slanted to the side. The trash rolled down the corridor. A heavy bottle bounced against Fatty's leg and stopped.

Fatty slowly remembered certain things. He was pleasantly surprised that he hadn't died. He turned to the door. Wei Jingting leaned on the door and tried to peek in through the gap. Fatty didn't focus on why he was still alive. He knew that if he allowed Wei Jingting to enter the room, the Doctor would be in danger.

Fatty silently picked up the heavy bottle by his leg. He stood up and sneaked over to Wei Jingting.

Wei Jingting was entirely enraptured by what he saw. He adjusted his posture. He didn't notice someone approaching him. Fatty raised the bottle with both hands. He swung it at the back of Wei Jingting's head. "Taste this!"

There was a dull thud. Wei Jingting was knocked into the door before collapsing to the ground like mud. Fatty was surprised that he had succeeded.

In the next few seconds, the transformation became more pronounced. The door of Room 808 began to twist, making creaking sounds. Giant cracks split along the door, almost breaking it.

The scene inside the room shocked Fatty. He was hit by a wave of despair. A copper door stood in the middle of the room. Tiny red strands reached out of the door and wiggled as if alive. The Doctor stood in front of the door. He was bound by the red lines.

Not far away from the Doctor, two speeding figures clashed into each other. They fought like animals until one of them retreated while spitting out blood. When Fatty saw their faces clearly, Fatty's eyes changed.

The one who could barely stand up with the knife was the black-clothed Wu. The other person who stepped on the sea of blood was the kind Wu.

For some reason, when Fatty saw the black-clothed Wu, he felt sorry for him. Lin Chen, who was crying, annoyed Fatty. She kept apologising to the black-clothed Wu. She shouldn't have created him in despair. She shouldn't have let him shoulder the despair she was unable to. It was her fault that he became like this. But, it was time to end everything.

Figures stood around the copper door. They were blurry, but some felt familiar to Fatty. The clouds that covered the sky dispersed. To Fatty's surprise, the door before the Doctor made a stunning buzzing sound.

The Doctor was in a strange state as if his mind was imprisoned. However, Fatty knew that the Doctor was not in danger. The door… appeared to have resonated with the Doctor. Everything around them was fading away, including the people. A light halo appeared on the door.

The door opened a small gap.

Compelled by some power, the Doctor's legs didn't move, but his body was pushed forward. Half of his body had entered the door. Just as Fatty thought the Doctor would cross the door, the door started to shake like crazy. It started to close. If this continued, Jiang Cheng's body would be severed by the door.

The door had accepted Jiang Cheng, but the door still retained its former owner's consciousness. It was putting up the last resistance. Fatty didn't hesitate and charged at the door. He didn't know what to do. Running on instinct, he grabbed the door and pulled outwards. The axle creaked.

Fatty was overjoyed when he noticed the door closing had slowed down. It worked!

He pulled harder. The door opened more and more. Jiang Cheng recovered his consciousness. Jiang Cheng glanced at Fatty before slipping through the door. The gap was still too small for Fatty. He held his breath and yanked the door further. The door responded positively to Fatty and finally opened big enough for him to slip through.

The world turned. When they returned to the familiar room, Fatty's legs wobbled. He almost fell to the ground. However, he instantly turned to the Doctor, who was lying in front of him.

"Doctor," Fatty jogged over and knelt. "How are you?" He could sense the Doctor's body trembling. Just as he moved to help him to the couch, Jiang Cheng shoved him away.

"Doctor?"

Without saying anything, Jiang Cheng forced himself to stand up. Then, he stumbled to the bathroom. He slammed the door shut.

"Doctor, are you alright?" Fatty stood outside the door. He felt that something was not right, but he had just left the nightmare. His brain was chaos.

Many faces appeared in his mind. They moved past like a show. Strangely enough, all the faces were blurred out. Just as he tried to clear the mist, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

The bathroom was dark.

He could see the Doctor's silhouette standing before the mirror. He bent over. The faucet was left open. He splashed his face with cold water. It looked like he was burning, and he was trying to put the fire out.

Fatty had never seen the Doctor act like this. Thankfully, this madness only lasted for a while. The Doctor turned around. He walked out and grabbed a towel. The towel was so wet that it dripped.

"I'm fine." The Doctor said, "Let's go up and rest."

"Doctor, you should take it slow. Help me help you." The Doctor was not in the right state. Fatty moved forward to hold his arm. Fatty could feel Jiang Cheng's arm shake as if in disgust. Fatty frowned. Thankfully, the Doctor didn't shove him again.

When they walked towards the stairs, Fatty still felt like something was wrong. It was more than the Doctor… It was everything.

He felt like he was being watched as if a pair of eyes was following him.

They came to the second floor. Jiang Cheng pulled his hand back and entered the bedroom alone.

Just as Fatty turned around, Jiang Cheng's shadow on the wall suddenly paused and slowly turned his head around.

However, Jiang Cheng was still moving slowly into his bedroom…