Steel steam and flame

At this moment, the man with the deep voice saw and heard the extreme cold. My thoughts were like a lamp whose circuit was suddenly cut off. It stopped without any warning or sound, and fell directly into darkness. But the vigilance brought by his intuition just now saved him.

He recalled the scene when he was a child—at that time, he was still a good kid who kept time. Every 9 p.m., with a familiar "pop" sound, the lamps on the ceiling would go out on time. For a long time, he thought that there was a sound when the lamp was turned off, which was just a "pop" sound. It was not crisp and had a cheap plastic feel.

At this moment, a "pop" sound sounded loudly as he was about to fall into endless darkness. This time it was no longer the light being turned off, but something he had never noticed - the same "pop" sound when the light was turned on.

Stopped thoughts and disconnected thoughts are reconnected at this moment. Sight, sound, smell, touch, etc., perception breaks free from the darkness. In just a moment, he felt that he had gone through a long process.

The extreme cold returned to his perception, and he really felt the cold at this moment!

"Huh..." He breathed out tiredly and heavily.

"Everyone, hurry up..." The voice still existed in his thoughts, and he cut it off automatically before it became a signal to his body. Perhaps in the blink of an eye, in his sight and perception, his whole body, including himself, was covered with a layer of white mold-like frost powder. There was no moisture in the room, and they all turned into visible or invisible fine ice crystal powder, settling on the gray-white carpet.

He didn't know how long his thoughts were disconnected. The voices of the four people who answered him with a smile just now seemed to still be echoing in his ears. But the four people who answered did not finish what they were saying. Time had separated from them, freezing them at the previous moment and not moving forward.

He no longer thought about it and turned around and rushed to the window. The sense of loneliness that his senses were being separated from, gradually disappearing from his body and falling into darkness came to him again, leaving him no time or opportunity to think at all. Even emotions such as fear, panic, fear, etc. are completely suppressed by the survival instinct, so that they are dissociated.

He didn't think about why he didn't have these feelings now. He just used all his strength at the moment and rushed towards the window with a gap.

"It seems very fast, it seems very close... a few steps... no, you can cross it in one step." Someone was talking in his head. He didn't know who this person was, but he just felt familiar, as if he had been with him since he was born. From time to time I talk to myself in this voice.

"It's indeed very close." He replied subconsciously. As the glass shattered, the man realized that time and perception seemed to be broken again. It's just that this time it broke, he couldn't recall it like he did just now - he was still in the room a moment ago, but now he had smashed the glass and was in mid-air.

"Although this is the top floor, nothing will happen if you fall." The familiar voice appeared again, intermittently... "The physical strength can ensure that nothing will happen to me." It was still a subconscious answer, and the man did not notice that he was in a trance. .

"boom,,,"

The crisp sound of the landing did not seem to enter the man's ears. The separation of perception made it impossible for him to feel most things. He suddenly felt the desire to take a long and deep breath, and wanted to experience the short-term relaxation that he used to take in big breaths when he was tired.

His body was doing what he wanted, but he felt nothing. He raised his head with difficulty at this moment, and in the corner of his vision, he saw a body like an ice cube lying flat on the road in front of the hotel. It became crisp, and the fall caused the body to be covered with dense cracks. Many bright red pieces were scattered around like scattered building blocks.

He saw his snow-white bones, as well as the muscles and flesh that had lost their flexibility and were separated from the bones and broken.

"Crack!" The neck, which was already fragile due to the extreme cold, could no longer support the weight of the head and broke at this moment. The vision deflected, and the cloudy night sky once again covered most of the field of vision. In his peripheral vision, the man saw a woman wearing an alloy mask standing there at the gap in the window he had knocked open, looking at him quietly.

"enemy?"

"Bang!" The sound of the lamp going out came from nowhere. The man did not struggle, because his thoughts stopped and his thinking was disconnected. He could no longer know his own death. At this moment, he didn't know what death was.

It's just that his time is cut off here and he can't move forward.

I don’t know when the vehicles and pedestrians disappeared on the road. Under the night sky, only the moist wind blew from here. I didn’t know anything, and it was as if nothing had happened.

"In the past?" At the same time, Adolf, a hundred meters away from the hotel, said tentatively with a look of fear on his face.

"I want to get some more wind. The weather is pretty good today, not too hot."

"Summer has passed for almost a month." Adolf tried hard to divert his attention, "But the weather is indeed very good... Come on, she will definitely not clean up the traces by herself..."

"I don't want to go there, I just want to stand here."

"I don't want to go there... To be honest, Mr. Trevikan, I'm very scared now. I'm also in the early stage of the fifth stage, and I'm only seventy-three years old this year..." Adolf breathed out, "Let's not think about resisting. This is the first step. I think this is no longer a question of resistance or non-resistance. It should be a question of respect or disrespect. I’m really scared. I’m not going to lie to you.”

"You are afraid, and so am I!" General Pullman said, "Why else would I be standing here?"

",,,,,,,"

"I don't know about this situation." General Pullman added, "We will do whatever she says from now on."

"I agree." Adolf nodded, "It's a little scary. Anyone who knows the situation knows that there are three early-stage five-stage surgeries among the dead. If you don't know, you will just think of them as the first-stage and second-stage surgeries that can be seen everywhere. "

"You should be familiar with her, don't you know she is so scary?" Adolf suddenly reacted, his voice became sharper, and he asked General Pullman.

General Pullman shook his head directly, with a don't ask me expression on his face, "If I had known that this was the case, I would not have accepted the mission from the beginning. The person standing next to you now should be another unlucky person." A very unlucky guy."

"What a pity..." Adolf felt pity for General Pullman.

"The unlucky guy who is very unlucky turns out to be us." General Pullman sighed, "However, thinking about it the other way around, with such a powerful person by our side, our safety can be guaranteed."

"Actually, you don't have to say these words against your will to comfort yourself." Adolf felt more and more pitiful for General Pullman, and at the same time he was pitiful for himself. "Speaking of this kind of thing won't make you feel better. It will be worse."

",,,,,," General Pullman stopped talking.