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在一个寂静的夜晚，警局内部笼罩着一股令人不安的气氛。Detective Alex正在查看监控录像，突然间，他注意到一个异常的现象——走廊上的照妖镜开始不断地闪烁。奇怪的是，这些镜子似乎都在指向同一个地方——一座被锁住的地下室。
“这是怎么回事？”Alex的手指在键盘上飞快地滑动，试图调出更多的数据。
他的手机震动起来，一条新的信息跳了出来：”有人知道地下室的情况吗？据说里面有一群触手，它们很擅长… very efficient at causing pain and destruction.”
Alex眯起了眼睛。他想起上周接到的一个电话，对方声称看到了一群触手正在…正在接近他们所在的位置。但现在看来，这些触手似乎并不只是普通的生物。
走廊的尽头传来一阵急促的脚步声。Alex的心跳加快了——这扇门看起来很危险，但他还是推开了它。
地下室内部一片漆黑，但能感受到空气中弥漫着一股令人窒息的力量。Alex注意到，那些所谓的触手正在快速移动，它们的触碰似乎带有一种…非生物般的疼痛感。他的后背渗出了冷汗，他快步走到控制台前，调出监控录像。
就在同一时间，地下室的门突然被推开了。一个年轻男子踉跄着撞了进来，在地上发出一声撕心裂肺的尖叫：”不！不是…不是触手！”
Alex的心脏 almost stopped. The voice was so real, so familiar.
“Who are you?” Alex demanded in a low tone.
The man looked up with aghast expression. “You… you don’t know who I am…”
Suddenly, the lights flickered, and darkness overridden everything else. A strange sensation of being watched filled Alex’s mind。The voice came again, this time stronger: “You are not going to find us.”
But before Alex could react, something unexpected happened—time seemed to stop.
Alex saw through the smoke that smoke was… coming from his own mouth. He coughed and cleared his throat, but the words came out distorted, as if he were surrounded by a strange force field.
“Touching you now,” a deep voice said in his ear, “is like… tasting something you can’t imagine.”
Alex’s heart rate increased as he realized what was happening. The forcefield was real—something was consuming him…
But when Alex finally broke free from the forcefield, he found himself back in the corridor. The mirrored walls were still fluctuating, and his vision returned to normal.
“Who… who are you?” he asked, trying to process what just happened.
The voice behind him replied in a monotone tone: “You have been touched by us all.”
As if on cue, a wave of intense pain swept over Alex’s body. He stumbled back, and the forcefield engulfed him once again.
“Please… tell me you’re not serious…” Alex panted, trying to catch his breath.
The forcefield dissolved around him as a sharp pain shot through his body. The last thing he heard was a distorted voice: “You will die.”
Alex collapsed onto a nearby bench, clutching at his ribs. His vision returned to clarity, but the memory of the previous seconds was vivid and terrifying.
He knew he had to act fast—before anyone else could be caught in the same fate。But how?
As Alex hurriedly pieced together what had happened, his mind flew back to that corridor and those mysterious mirrors. He realized they were not just ordinary devices—they were powered by some unknown entity capable of… of causing pain and destruction.
Suddenly, a figure approached him from behind—its form shifting into something resembling a human shape but with an elongated tail at its chest. Its eyes glowed faintly in the dim light。
Alex recognized it immediately as the same creature he had seen in the mirrors: a sort of cyborg with adaptive abilities and immense strength.
The creature stepped closer, its voice low and deep: “We have already taken many. But you… you are different.”
Alex’s heart pounded as he realized what was about to happen. He knew he must find a way to stop it before it could finish him off.
“Who are you?” Alex demanded, his voice cold and firm。
The creature turned its gaze on him with a calculating expression: “You will find out soon enough.”
