Chapter 1002: Chapter 1000: VHS
“The plane has already landed at Ariona Airport. The current outdoor temperature is 3°C with continuous heavy rain.
The plane is taxiing, for your and others’ safety, please do not stand up or open the luggage compartment yet.
According to today’s released global death statistics, the death rate in Ariona once again tops the list. I’m very pleased to see so many passengers arrive, and hope to see you again on the return flight.”
The broadcast, carrying some electromagnetic noise, ends. The passengers obediently fasten their seat belts, every one rising prematurely.
The camera footage becomes slightly vintage, sometimes experiencing failure noise, sometimes with some interfering lines.
Currently, the camera is aimed at the three-seat row on the left side of the 13th row,
its focus zooms in on a girl with a single horn wearing a black mask by the window,
Even though the plane has descended, and outside the window, there are only incessant rain drops hitting the runway, she remains fully engrossed in the view outside as if it’s her first time on such a means of transport.
The camera pans down deliberately,
Due to the heater on the plane, the girl leaves her coat wide open, wearing just a snug white shirt underneath, where a bounty catalyzed by multiple doses of female hormones seems to dominate the entire frame.
Aware of the filming, the girl turns her head and takes a glance at the camera with horizontal pupils lined within her mask, she doesn’t get angry but tilts her head and waves in greeting.
The camera then shifts to the middle seat,
In the frame enters a youth shrouded in a hood, the oversized hood completely obscuring the face, seemingly sleeping.
As the camera zooms in, the youth suddenly flips off the hood revealing a pair of Cold Lake-like eyes, the handsome visage reminiscent of a movie star in youth, akin to an assassin in a blockbuster.
He seems to dislike being filmed, reaching out to block the camera.
Finally, the camera turns to the photographer himself, seated close to the aisle.
Feeling the plane’s air conditioning too hot, the photographer has completely removed his sweat-stained vest,
Counting them, a total of seven layers of skin stacked on his belly, each layer mixed with sweat, even giving off a greasy feeling.
The camera slowly pans up along the tower-like body, a continuously sweating and acne-ridden fat face squeezes into the entire frame, the camera even gives a close-up of the mouth, chewing on airline-issued snacks, with crumbs filling the mouth.
Just then, a stewardess passes by, his unruly fat swiftly brushes across her thigh and slap on the buttocks.
The stewardess pauses for a moment, turns her head to glance at the photographer and his camera with a professional smile.
Buzz~
In an instant electromagnetic interference, the camera seems to capture the stewardess’s face filled with utter hatred, even cracking down the middle.
However, the footage quickly returns to normal.
“Is this a plane? So fast, will we ride any other interesting tools later?” the girl turns her head, her voice brimming with excitement.
“Lene, the subway or bus can’t get us to where we need to go, we’ll have to rent a car.
We need to be discreet for the rest of our journey and perform as ordinary people, not being detected ahead is key.”
“Mr. Yi, you must restrain your killing intent.”
“Stop the nonsense William, disembark, let’s save some time.”
In the brief dialogue, the names of the trio are revealed; the masked girl named Lene,
the youth with an assassin-like vibe seems to hail from the East, addressed as Mr. Yi,
and the photographer, who is also the organizer of this journey, epitomizing the perfect couch potato image, named William.
As the aircraft door opens, passengers jostle to disembark,
the camera angle rises, aimed top-down at the fat-headed William, he forcibly shoves aside passengers with his oily and sweaty body to pave the way.
However,
standing at the door bidding farewell to passengers, the stewardess’s demeanor suddenly changes when William passes.
Despite her lowered head, her skin twitches.
As William walks past, the camera shakes violently as if attacked, hearing something liquid dripping.
Upon turning the camera back, shockingly a foot kicks a high heel against William’s back, the shoe sole fully embedded in it.
Only, the dripping is not blood but fat oil.
“Sorry, I forgot to wear clothes!”
William is not angry at all, instead, he takes the kick as a friendly reminder and promptly dons his sweat-stained vest.
At this moment,
the camera in William’s hand deliberately shows the following girl Lene,
Even with a mask on, one can see the murderous eyes fixing on the stewardess, ultimately heeding William’s earlier reminder avoids further actions.
Due to handheld filming, the footage consistently shakes irregularly as it moves, prolonged observation inevitably causes dizziness.
Attempting to ease this effect, the camera constantly pans over surrounding passengers,
Especially some scantily clad women, the camera zooms in immediately and lingers over them for five seconds or more, occasionally hearing a distinct saliva sound off-camera.
Of course, such covert filming doesn’t always ‘hit the mark’.”
Occasionally capturing the wrong big surprise,
Occasionally being spotted, incurring curses and disdain,
Occasionally the footage flashes a fleeting eerie image.
During the journey, due to constant excitement, Lene increases metabolism, unable to hold it, clutches her stomach heading to the restroom,
Camera-wielding William intends to sneakily follow but is halted by Yi.
“Is the battery enough? Don’t put unnecessary clips in there.”
“Hey, aren’t youngsters into this nowadays? Alright, alright, as you say…”
Snap! The footage cuts off.
It plunges into brief darkness, but soon sounds emerge.
Waves of interference stripes undulate, and booting sounds, the footage reappears.
A well-equipped vehicle travels along a secluded country road, the dashboard time reads 21:00.
Heavy rain persists, outside the windows lies utter darkness.
Evidently, the trio departed early from the airport heading towards their journey’s purpose, seemingly driving for a long time.
Yi is driving,
In the passenger seat, William remains the cameraman,
While Lene in the back seat falls asleep due to excessive excitement and prolonged driving,
The camera sneaks close, capturing a close-up of Lene without her mask, a face akin to an unmuddied Northern Europe girl, merely the single sheep horn seems peculiar.
After prolonged focusing, a very distinct saliva sound can be heard from outside the camera.
Amidst a violent jolt, the camera shakes dramatically as the vehicle accidentally runs over a large rock.
“Mr. Yi, could you drive slower? Out here in the wild, late at night with torrential weather, a misstep and we’ll end up in a car accident.”
Therefore, the camera pans to the front,
The wipers working diligently, yet failing to halt the incessant rain hitting down, terribly poor visibility. Besides, despite William’s plea, the speed shows no sign of slowing, instead, accelerating.
And then,
suddenly, the camera catches an old man standing in the middle of the road, stark naked, dazed eyes.
“Careful!”
Even having stepped on the brakes instantly, the vehicle still collides.
William, too fat, gets wedged in the door, unable to exit the passenger seat for ages. Only Yi braves the rain to check the crumpled car front.
“Oh my! I told you… Now what can we do? Luckily the rain is pouring, hoping to wash off extra marks, hurry and deal with the corpse!”
Finally squeezing out of the vehicle, William still wielding the camera switches to night mode attempting to search for the struck old man.
Yet, both front and back roads are pristine, devoid of human figures, not even any bloodstains.
As the camera rotates again in search, suddenly discovers a previously nonexistent narrow path.
William promptly hops back in the car, pulls out a pre-prepared map for comparison, realizing this narrow path is indeed a shortcut to their destination.