The Institute (22)

 Chu Yi couldn't tell what the voices were saying, they chanted strangely toned garbles, incoherently, as if there was a weird gurgling sound coming from their throats, repeating unintelligible secret codes that he couldn't decipher- It was like a mad scientist locking himself hysterically in an isolated room, or a fanatic speech of some unspeakable religion!

Gasp-

As Tang Shun looked around the cellar, he suddenly realized that Chu Yi had gone uncharacteristically quiet, stopping, he glanced down with mild confusion, and only then did he notice the pooling sweat on Chu Yi's forehead and the white teeth biting his lips bloody,

He frowned, and his tongue seemed to tremble without speaking but the sudden headache made his temples jump ruthlessly,

"It'll be soon."

It faded away.

Chu Yi exhaled softly with lingering pain, the voices finally ceased echoing and the hammering inside his skull dissipated,