Thriller Night Talk

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Disclaimer-Some gore death scenes ahead. Personally, I don’t think its very gore-ish but of course not everyone’s level of tolerance is the same so in the future chapters I will always put disclaimers like this when needed!

[When I first dreamed of that cage, I thought it was just a dream….]

Mr. A used this as an opener for his story.

[Four others were shackled with me, but we were all in separate cages… It was dark and quiet, I could hardly hear anything aside from my own breathing.]

[I don’t know why, but I didn’t feel scared at all——at that time… I was just sitting in the cage like a puppet, motionless…]

[It wasn’t just me——everyone else was like that too… I don’t know why I could be so calm at the time… it felt as if my soul was outside of my body, floating in the air and looking down at everything…]

Mr. A seemed to take a strenuous breath.

[Then, I saw someone coming in…]

Bei Quan, “Who came in?”

[Not who——it can’t be called human.]

The sound of he and she were quite similar in chinese; therefore, it was difficult to distinguish the gender of what was being described, but Wei Fuyuan, who was an onlooker, inferred from the context that it should be an “it”.

[How to put it, it was… it had a humanoid form, but it was very tall, too tall, likely around… two meters? No, it was more than two meters tall.]

Mr. A seemed to be trying to remember—— trying to be more specific.

[It was dressed in a burlap robe with a sack on its head; it had only dug two holes for its eyes though, so I couldn’t see what its face looked like…]

[——But how can a person with so much strength be a human?]

Bei Quan, “Oh? It has a lot of strength?”

[Yes …… I call it …… The “Executioner” ]

Mr. A replied.

[The “Executioner” opened the door of the cage on my right and carried out the person who was inside… Yes, it really lifted the person with just one hand. It did it so easily too, it didn’t seem like it was lifting a person at all, it looked more like it was just picking up a sack of cotton… ]

Mr. A trailed off and remained quiet for two seconds. Only the sound of heavy, rapid breathing could be heard through the loudspeaker.

[That day, I dreamed that the “Executioner” threw the man into the small open space outside the cage, then picked up a huge hammer and swung it at him…]

[Dong! Dong! Dong! Over and over again! The sound was very vivid!]

Mr. A took a breath.

[In my dream, I saw that man getting bashed into a mass of flesh with a hammer! I could smell blood in the air and hear the sound of breaking bones as the man screamed… This is quite weird, isn’t it?]

[Moreover, in my dream, I was not afraid at all. I just knelt down and sat in the cage, indifferently watching the man get hammered to death!]

Because of his emotional excitement, Mr. A’s tone fluctuated from high to low, and his enunciation was also very light. Wei Fuyuan, who was sitting outside, had to listen attentively to hear what the other party was saying.

——Wasn’t it just a nightmare? Was it really worth so much fussing over?

Young Master Wei curled his lips and thought with disdain.

[It wasn’t just me, other people… I mean, the other three people in the cages… they were the same as me, they didn’t move… It was like, it was like they were dead——we were all just corpses that couldn’t even move… ]

Bei Quan inquired, “Was the person killed by the Executioner a man or a woman?”

[It was a man!]

Mr.A answered very quickly.

[His voice sounded like a middle-aged man!]

“Ok, I see.” Beiquan’s voice was still soft, “After that?”

[I woke up afterwards.]

Mr. A still seemed to have a lingering fear. Instead of staying silent to recover from the fear, he asked.

[Host, you see, when we dream, even if it’s a bad dream, even if we recall it clearly when we wake up, we forget it after a while and we only vaguely remember one or two fragments, right?]

“Well,” Bei Quan gently smiled, “generally speaking, that is usually the case.”

[But as you can see, I still remember this dream so clearly. This itself is very strange, right?]

Mr. A eagerly continued:

[I didn’t take it seriously at the time, but… but this dream was just the beginning!]

Bei Quan, “Oh? What happened after? ”

[Sometime later, after about two or three weeks, I had that dream again.]

Mr. A continued.

[But this time, the cage on my right-hand side was empty, and there were only four people in the cells.]

Bei Quan, “This sounds like a continuation of the last dream.”

[That’s right.]

Mr. A replied.

[The dream was indeed similar to the last one… I was still in the dark cell, and we were all still wearing shackles, kneeling in the cage, like death prisoners…? Then, that “person” came again… ]

Bei Quan, “You mean the man with the burlap robe and a sack on its head? I remember you called it the “Executioner”.”

[Well, the “Executioner” appeared again. ]

Recalling the horror of the dream, Mr. A’s voice began shaking a bit.

[This time, it opened the door on the right side of the empty cage and carried out the person inside… It was a man. I don’t know how old he was——30 years old? 40 years old? Anyways, something like that! That man was very thin——like a bamboo pole——much thinner than me…]

[This time, there was no hammer involved in the execution. The “Executioner” had brought boiling water which he scooped up with a big ladle and poured on the thin man, scoop by scoop until he was boiled to death.]

[Then I woke up again.]

“That’s truly a very strange dream, but if that’s all, why did you call it a ‘prophetic dream’.”

[Yes, yes, yes! ]

Mr. A repeated this word three times, and his tone became increasingly more intense.

[Because, because the day after I had that dream, I saw something on the news!]

Bei Quan, “What news?”

[A strange accident had happened that day.]

A loud guttural noise came from the speaker, it wasn’t clear whether he was laughing or crying.

[A man had gone out to buy things late at night and fell into a manhole, but it was not an ordinary manhole——it had boiling water for heating… and the man was cooked! Can you imagine? That person was cooked thoroughly!]

“I see.”

Wei Fuyuan, seeing the complicated expression on Bei Quan, nodded with a serious expression on his face.

“It does sound similar to what you dreamed about.”

Young Master Wei frowned.

Shouldn’t a normal radio program enlighten the guests and tell them that they were thinking too much? It was just a coincidence. Afterall similar coincidences happen all over the world every day, but that doesn’t mean all these people have predictive power.

[Right! Host, you think so too!]

When Mr.A heard that Bei Quan agreed with him, he immediately became excited.

[Not only that, not just that!]

He almost broke down and said in a quick voice:

[I had two more dreams, each of which was a continuation of the previous scene!]

[In the third dream, the cage across from me was opened, and the “Executioner” dragged a man out of it, grabbed a long spear and stabbed him to death!]

[The next day, I saw a strange car accident: a man’s car broke down on the road. When he went out to inspect it, the car abruptly reversed and slammed on him… But he wasn’t killed by the car; instead, he was flung onto a fence and was impaled through the chest by the spiked fence!”]

[After that, in the fourth dream, the “Executioner” turned to the cage on my left. This time, a woman was pulled out and from the sound of her voice, she was probably quite young… Her way of death was actually the most terrifying: the “Executioner” sliced her into pieces with an axe!]

[Sure enough, the next day, I heard that the glass trestle in our neighboring city’s scenic spot suddenly shattered, and a woman fell on the broken glass below. She was cut into many pieces, and even her head had been severed from her body——]

At this point, Mr. A cut off suddenly.

There was dead silence in the studio.

Wei Fuyuan, who was sitting outside, was affected by the atmosphere of the scene and could not help but swallow secretly.

[Host… ]

After a while, Mr. A’s voice finally rang out.

This time it was evident that Mr. A was crying.

[It has already been four people… Host, do you understand?] ｂｅ𝚍ｎｏ𝚟𝚎ｌ.𝚌𝚘ｍ

——Yes!

Wei Fuyuan suddenly reacted.

According to Mr.A, there were five cages in his dream, the “Executioner” opened them in counterclockwise order, as long as he dreamed that someone would be executed, someone would die the next day in a similar manner.

Now four of the five cages were empty. If he dreamed of the cells again, the next cage the Executioner would open…..

Young Master Wei, who had never believed in the supernatural, was taken aback when he realized what was going on. A shiver ran down his spine and gave birth to a thrill.

Bei Quan spoke through the microphone, “When was the last time you had the dream?”

Mr.A, on the other end of the phone, did not answer immediately.

[I can’t remember… ]

Mr.A struggled to remember for a long time.

[Half a month, or three weeks ago… ]

He choked again.

[Host, what should I do? I don’t want to die! I don’t want the “Executioner” to kill me!】

Mr. A started to cry.

[Help me! Please, help——]

The hotline abruptly disconnected.

Wei Fuyuan was dumbfounded.

He initially thought that the line had cut off accidentally during the live broadcast, but when he glanced at Bei Quan, he noticed that the other was quite calm and even his countenance did not reveal any surprise.

“Okay, we have finished listening to Mr. A’s story.”

Bei Quan’s voice was soft and magnetic as if he hadn’t been affected by the abrupt hang up.

“So, it’s time to wrap up today’s midnight radio station, [Thriller Night Talk].’”

He smiled lightly, “more stories await us at this same time next week. Looking forward to seeing you all again, goodbye. ”

After speaking, he turned off the mixer and gave Wei Fuyuan——who was sitting outside——a gesture to indicate the “end.”

Although Young Master Wei couldn’t keep up with the situation, he reacted quickly and immediately switched off the voice control switch.

The light in the studio was dim.

From his peripheral vision, Wei Fuyuan noticed a flash of yellow light in front of Bei Quan.

He was startled and tried to take a closer look.

But, the yellow light had dissipated or….was it only his illusion?

Hey guys so a change in schedule, from now on I will update Thriller Night Talk on every? Sunday,Tuesday and Friday!