Chapter 223: Mutation: This Isn’t the Road to the Port
As early as two days ago, when she saw that post on the paranormal enthusiasts’ forum, Everly had already anticipated that something would eventually happen in Gilosha.
Still, the fact that trouble had come so quickly caught her by surprise.
No longer bothering with her routine “passenger observations,” Everly took Misha’s phone and carefully examined the information displayed on the screen.
It was a video filmed on a cellphone. The background showed a vast seaport. In the distance were colorful shipping containers stacked as densely as buildings, along with ships crowding the surface of the sea as they traveled back and forth.
But none of those were the focus of the video.
What the person filming truly wanted people to see were the countless “humans” running on all fours like beasts between the containers.
“…My name is Gide Brosh, and I’m a crane operator at Gilosha Harbor. Just now, I noticed something wrong with the people on the ground. I saw more than one person bending over and vomiting some kind of bluish-green substance,” said the videographer, who identified himself as Gide. As he spoke, he adjusted the phone camera and zoomed in on the green stains scattered among the containers below, giving them a close-up before returning the screen to normal. “After that, those people’s bodies started melting like candles. The skin on their surfaces softened and peeled away, strange tentacles grew from different parts of their bodies, and they turned into horrifying half-human, half-octopus monsters. They tackled other people and then ran frantically in the same direction, like they’d gone mad…”
As a crane operator, Gide was positioned high above the ground. From his bird’s-eye view, one could see streams of figures running between the “skyscrapers” formed by the shipping containers.
Some of those people had arms that had turned into tentacles; others had heads swollen into the shape of octopuses; some had undergone complete mutation, their bodies transforming into soft-bodied creatures. Every single one looked grotesque and different from the next. The only thing they all had in common was the thick layer of slime coating their bodies. Under the sunlight, it glimmered with a pale yellowish-white sheen and even seemed to stretch into sticky strands, creating an appearance so disgusting and unnatural that it stirred deep instinctive revulsion.