Plague Doctor

Gu Jun finally understood what the strange feeling he had felt since he was in the mental hospital was, false and empty.

Whether it was the guards and white coats in the hospital, or the pedestrians on the road after coming out, they all seemed to be missing their souls. There were also those houses on the roadside, which were brightly lit but seemed empty. He understood that they were just the background.

Gu Jun stood up and actually walked towards the blond woman. She was in her twenties, good-looking, wearing a rather fashionable dress, and was laughing and chatting with another female companion at the same table. He walked over to their table and said, "Hello."

"Hello?" the blond woman responded doubtfully.

"My name is Jun." Gu Jun said, "Can I recognize you? What's your name?"

The female companion opposite the woman was amused, and the blond woman also smiled softly because she was chatted with, "Oh, I...I, I am..."

She hesitated to speak, and wanted to say her name several times, but it was already on her lips, but she couldn't say it...

Gradually, the blond woman was stunned and seemed to realize the strangeness. What is her name? Who are you?

What's going on? It's just a name. Just tell the other person. The female companion wanted to say it for her friend, but she was stunned when she opened her mouth.

What's her name? What about yourself?

"You can't tell." Gu Jun murmured hoarsely, "Because you don't have a name."

Just as the two women were panicking and others around them were confused, something flashed.

Gu Jun continued to sit at the dining table and eat dinner with Hannah. The conversation just now did not happen. The blonde woman was still chatting happily with her companion. At this time, they got up to pay and left, talking about unknown content. , if you want to listen carefully, it will be hazy and unclear.

He saw Hannah shrug slightly. He and Hannah were the only ones in the restaurant who still remembered just now.

As for the others, the two female customers, they are not characters in this script. They have no names and no lines.

They are just a setting detail for a restaurant scene, and so are everyone else.

"Brother, tell me," Hannah asked, "Are we crazy? Or are we awake?"

"Have both." Gu Jun leaned back in his chair weakly for a moment, looking at the street outside and his surroundings.

The setting? Others are your setting, and you are also the setting for others.

Even in the previous world, how certain could he be? He could meet a thousand different people on the street in one day, see their faces, hear their voices, but he could also not recognize any of them. When they left his sight, he was not sure whether they were still there.

I don't know if they really existed.

In the past, he could still be sure of what was within his sight range, but now, he was not sure of anything.

"I understand what you mean." Gu Jun said to Hannah, "What do you know now? What do you think we should do?"

"I don't know more than you." Hannah put down the knife and fork in her hand, picked up a napkin and wiped her mouth. "I have tried everything, including murder, arson, and destruction. Nothing has changed. Everyone with a name is People we know, if you suddenly walk into a house that is not part of your itinerary, you can even see someone standing there motionless, not as alive as a dead body."

Gu Jun really remembered the games like GTA that he had played before, and the passers-by on the street were also so dull.

Manipulate the protagonist to beat passers-by half to death, then run away for a while, as if nothing happened.

"What about suicide?" He didn't hear Hannah mention this just now. "Have you ever tried it?"

"You know how the protagonists in "The King in Yellow" end." Hannah put down the napkin, first called the waiter to pay, and then said: "Isn't suicide an ending that fits the style? I haven't tried it. I tried to commit suicide, but I tried cutting my finger, and then it suddenly healed without any scars."

She raised her right index finger, which was intact.

Gu Jun frowned, feeling a little confused.

If you can't get the answer from passers-by, backgrounds, and named acquaintances...

Wouldn't he explore it from his own side? Is suicide the last resort? Or else, he would take an ax and chop Hannah down.

The original intention was to break through the trap, but things were not corrected afterwards, because this was the ending. Djem Mazelvich went crazy and hacked his sister to death.

This is a typical "King in Yellow" ending.

"What about the book "The King in Yellow"?" Gu Jun wanted to take a look at the original version, "The one that made us crazy and awake again."

"It's in the library of the University of Michigan." Hannah said. "The school knows about your acute mental disorder. Our university is always a bit mysterious. The school has locked up the book and prohibited students from reading it. I am Because I am your sister, a reporter, and a graduate of the University of Michigan, I can see it.”

"Then let's go to the University of Michigan." Gu Jun stood up, "Go now, is the library still open?"

"It depends on the story whether we are allowed to go. If the arrangement is like this, the door will be open at midnight. If not, we won't be able to go." She said calmly.

Gu Jun took a deep breath. When he was in the mental hospital, he had never felt such tight restraint.

Although he was locked up in that small ward most of the time, comparing it now, he felt that he was free then.

Why did Jem end up in a mental hospital? Really crazy? Or did you go in on purpose?

"Where are my notes?" Gu Jun asked again, "You took them away, right?"

"No," Hannah said. "You burned it all yourself, shouting frantically as you burned, 'Burn the words, destroy them! Don't let them dominate, no!'"

The waiter came over, she settled the bill and gave a tip, "Let's go, dinner is over, let's see where we go and what we are dictated by words next."

Are you controlled by words, Gu Jun pondered, or are you controlled by fate?

A person understands his own destiny and makes every effort he can, only to find that history keeps repeating itself and tragedy eventually strikes.

Then……

Regarding this issue, Gu Jun had made up his mind as early as the altar space, and then he still challenged it, knowing that it was impossible.

Every drowning human being struggles to die before dying.

So, Nyarlathotep did this, ridiculing him, mocking him, and seeing how he could fight against fate? Its destiny?

Suddenly, Gu Jun seemed to hear Mr. Wilde's strange voice again.

Is that so, is that so...or is it the fate determined by the King in Yellow...

Love the Plague Doctor.