Doomsday Wonderland

… Two days have passed since Pence discovered a hand in his pocket.

During the past two days, Lin Sanjiu always seemed to be in a long dream. She was "floating" on the back of Yiliu in the house, checking the corners of the house with him, constantly turning on and off the TV, and observing other people's faces over and over again. , I didn’t dare to sleep when I was tired, I only dared to sit in the corner and take a nap.

Others were not much better than him; everyone's face was pale because they could not rest at ease - no matter it was day or night, there were always two people assigned as "sentinels" to monitor and observe the situation inside and outside the house. The mountain forest outside the house has spread without even realizing it. Even if you climb up to the roof and look far away, you will still see only endless stretches of woods. The road you came from has long been covered with deep and dense green. Swallowed the shadow.

Of course, they are not so naive that they think they can come and go as they please in the dungeon.

Seeing Pence and Cuining opening the door with weapons and going out to patrol, Wu Yiliu breathed a sigh of relief. He lifted up the sofa cushions and rummaged through them carefully, not missing any crack or corner, and finally sat down carefully.

Two days ago, when Burns discovered that his hand was being held by another living woman's hand, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly came to his senses with a startled scream, and threw up his hand desperately - —The hand had its own life, hanging tightly on his finger, which made Pence almost crazy. He swung it in the air several times, and finally in one swipe, the female hand was thrown away. Got out.

The next whole night, the four people searched for the whereabouts of the hand, but never found it. If he couldn't find it, he naturally couldn't figure out what it was. Since then, Yachiyanagi always felt that the hand might appear in any gap, causing him to change his position every time. Every time I touch something, I have to check it nervously for a long time.

They all knew that the dungeon had started and something was happening; but what was really tormenting was that none of them knew what was happening.

It seemed that everything was back to normal: Pence had long since taken off his jumper and thrown it out of the house, and Cuining had stuffed his hat into the kitchen trash can. They worked in pairs to guard the inside and outside of the dungeon, trying not to leave anyone alone; they did not touch any food in the cabin, and relied entirely on the water and dry food they brought themselves. Even when sleeping at night, there was always someone keeping vigil. .

…The question is, then what?

I can't walk, I don't know what to do next, I can't analyze and come up with a clue, I don't even know what's wrong, I can only suffer hour after hour; I can feel the growing irritability and anxiety of the trapped beasts in the room.

"It's so weird, I just can't figure it out." Abi came over and sat down next to Wu Yiliu, and murmured to him: "Why do you want to trap us so aimlessly? Any copy runs After getting up, everyone should have a 'purpose'. What is this purpose? Are the other half of the people trapped like us?"

She was so annoyed that she scratched her long blond hair a few times, and complained to him: "If I had known he was so annoying, I wouldn't have come."

Since the first night, the four of them have been divided. Pence and Cuining formed an alliance, and Abi and Wu Yiliu naturally joined forces; Abi was not a straightforward person, but she was a reliable partner, and Wu Yiliu would rather get closer to her.

"What is the purpose? I have thought about it many times."

Outside the window, Pence and Cuining happened to be walking along the wooden porch outside the house; Wu Yiliu subconsciously glanced at the two of them with his peripheral vision, and quickly turned his eyes away as if he had been burned. Pence's chin was about to melt and droop to his chest, and along with it, his face and the corners of his eyes were falling heavily, so much that the whites of his eyeballs were exposed, and a patch of blood-red underneath was revealed - the face was falling again. , he really didn’t know what to reveal under his skin.

...Now his hallucinations have spread to Pence.

"What's wrong with you?" Abi noticed his shrinking and asked, "Since we entered the dungeon, don't blame me for speaking directly. I feel like you seem a little... absent-minded."

She wasn't too direct, otherwise she would probably have said, "You don't live up to your reputation."

Don't blame her, since he entered this dungeon, he has behaved like an ignorant novice. Even he himself is so confused and confused that he doesn't know what to do. There seems to be a storm hidden in his mind, and any idea will be disturbed. Broken - the nightmare of his birthplace, perhaps a curse he can never get rid of.

Wu Yiliu twisted his sweaty hands together, his heart sinking in his chest, and he still dared not tell her the truth. If he said it, he would be regarded as a lunatic - when Pence walked over just now, Abi clearly saw it through the window. Since she had no reaction, how could she still tell the truth?

"It's nothing..." he said hoarsely, "I'm just like you and can't figure it out. You're not wearing those hiking boots, are you?"

"How dare I," Abi shook his head, "They are things in the copy, and I couldn't put them in the storage props, so I stuffed them into a pot and locked them in the safe in the bedroom."

"Pot?" Wu Yiliu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes," Abi smiled, narrowing his eyes slightly and showing short lines, and said, "That's what I think. If my mind is affected by the copy and I want to take out the shoes from the safe, then if I Before I got the shoes, something unreasonable and shouldn't be there appeared in front of me. It might allow me to capture this weird feeling and get rid of the influence of the copy in time. After all, the influence of this copy does not seem to be It was so serious - as soon as you looked down and saw your hands, you immediately woke up."

Wu Yiliu nodded. As expected of a person who analyzes and interprets copies, although Abi is a little naive, his mind is not slow either.

"But so far, I have never thought about putting on my shoes." Abi looked out the window and lowered his voice and said, "Well, while the two of them are out patrolling, do you want to take a break? For a moment? I see that you seem to have had less rest than anyone else these past two days... You can’t continue like this. If you can’t maintain your energy, what if something goes wrong in the dungeon?”

She didn't say it outright, but her meaning couldn't be more obvious. Since that night, anyone who is not blind will probably be able to feel Yachiyanagi's wariness and distrust of the other two people, and the relationship between him and those two people that he can't help but feel under the fear caused by hallucinations again and again. distance.

The patrol takes a long time. In addition to checking the open space outside the house and the generator, you also have to walk through the forest surrounding the wooden house. Wu Yiliu was indeed exhausted to the extreme. His temples were beating as if the blood beneath them were about to burst out of his skin, and he couldn't concentrate at all. He really couldn't do it without rest. Hearing this, he sighed softly: "Don't you mind?"

Abit jumped up and said, "Of course not. Just rest on the sofa, and I can keep an eye on you in the living room. Don't move, I'll get you a pillow and quilt."

Before Wu Yiliu could say "no", she had already disappeared into the bedroom. He fell back, and as soon as he breathed out his lips, he suddenly got up nervously, checked all the gaps in the sofa cushions, and then lay back down.

Abi quickly came out with the things in his arms, put a fluffy pillow on him, and spread a thin quilt on Wu Yiliu, as if he was a patient with a cold who needed care. Although he felt that pillows and quilts were not necessary, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart after being taken care of like this, and he softly said "thank you".

"You go to sleep, I will adjust the TV again," Abi said, picking up the remote control. They have tried the TV several times, and every time they turn it on, the cartoon character appears as it is, motionless and unhelpful; but TV is the only channel for them to understand the copy, and they have to try even if there is no result.

This pillow was obviously used by Abi himself. When Wu Yiliu buried his head in the pillow, his nose was full of Abi's scent; in front of his eyes, he could also see a long curving hair dyed gold. The shadow of Abi with his back to him adjusting the elevator soon blurred in his field of vision, turning into a meaningless block of color, and was eventually completely swallowed up by a cloud of dark sleep.

...When he slowly woke up from a deep sleep, Wu Yiliu just opened his eyes and realized that the living room was so dark that no daylight could be seen, and his stomach immediately shrank into a ball.

How long has it been since he fell asleep? Why haven't Pence and Cuining come back yet? Why did Abi let him sleep until dark?

He suddenly lifted the blanket and sat up from the sofa. Cold sweat seemed to be trapped in his pores and was about to come out, but it subsided the moment he saw Abi.

In the hazy darkness, a shadow curled up on the single sofa. It turned out that Abi herself had fallen asleep, with her legs curled up under her body and her whole body huddled on the sofa. She slept with her mouth slightly open. She looked more like a little girl than an evolved person.

Without waking her up, Wu Yiliu just stood up quietly. The hands on the clock were pointing to three o'clock in the afternoon, which meant that Pence and Cuining had been out for less than an hour, but the room was almost completely dark. He approached the window and looked outside, and found that there were dark clouds in the sky outside. Not a ray of daylight can penetrate.

His own shadow was like a cluster of translucent fragments, swaying gently with movement on the dark glass. Through a layer of glass, you can feel how heavy and heavy the air outside is - it seems that a storm is inevitable.

Seeing the weather like this, Pence and Cuining should come back soon.

This room seemed to be so quiet for the first time: the two of them went out and did not come back, and Abi fell asleep again. He stood alone in front of the window, and his ears were filled with the silence of the outside world, which was weighed down by the storm. UU Reading www.uukａnshu.net He listened to his own breathing, Abi's breathing, and... another low breathing against the back of his neck.

...He finally heard it.

The attention that had been distracted by various changes in the wooden house, and the sounds that were covered by fear and absent-mindedness, finally returned to his mind and ears again.

Wu Yiliu heard it. There was a subtle voice in the air behind him, like a drop of illusion about to fall on the nerve endings, speaking to him softly. The sound continued, like the buzzing of a refrigerator engine. If you listen to it for a long time, it will disappear from your consciousness.

"It's going to rain. It's very cold. Wrap the blanket around you, wrap it tighter, wrap it up, don't take it off..."

Wu Yiliu looked at his reflection on the window glass, feeling as if his whole body was frozen in ice.

He clearly remembered lifting the blanket when he got up, but now the blanket was wrapped around his shoulders, standing with him in front of the dark glass where the storm was about to come.

No one has stipulated that the fourth item must also be clothing.