The Last Train to Hell

But there was a blanket. I turned my head to look at the policeman and found that he didn't cover himself with anything.

He just slept on the floor, and the guy used the policeman's blanket to make the bed.

I don't know whether they are not polite or too polite.

I made a lot of noise, and the policeman lying on the sofa might not have slept well.

When he saw me coming out, he opened his eyes and looked at me.

I waved to him and made a hush gesture.

Then he went back to the room.

Everyone was sleeping here, so there was no need for me to prepare for dinner.

If they were hungry, they could wait until I came back in the evening to eat.

It was still early, so there was no rush to eat.

Anyway, that's what I thought, and the policeman on the sofa didn't say anything.

I don't know why, but I felt that he was not right.

I went back to bed in a daze and set an alarm for myself at half past ten.

Anyway, when I woke up this morning, I had already taken a shower.

I could just go out now.

I don't know how long I slept, but I suddenly woke up.

I found that it was already bright outside, and I looked at the clock. It was two o'clock in the afternoon.

I felt something was wrong.

No matter how much I could sleep, I couldn't sleep from the first night to two o'clock in the afternoon of the next day.

And I set the alarm. The alarm of my phone was specially adjusted.

As long as I ignore it, it will keep ringing for a long time.

Even if it can't wake me up, it will wake up the police.

The three of them must wake me up.

I shook my head, turned on my phone again, and checked the time.

I found that the date had not changed.

Didn't I wake up at more than two o'clock, and met the three policemen and had hot pot with them?

Shouldn't it be two o'clock in the afternoon of the next day?

Why is it still yesterday? Is there something wrong with the phone?

I turned off the phone on purpose and turned it on again.

This time I finally confirmed that the time is correct.

I suddenly lost my strength and sat down on the bed.

The place next to me was still empty.

The sheets and quilt covers were all messy, and it was obvious that the person next to me had left.

I thought about what I had just experienced, and I had a bad feeling in my heart.

I was not trapped in a dead loop.

I stumbled to the living room, and sure enough, there was a piece of paper on the table.

The content written on it was exactly the same as what I had just seen.

Am I in a dream or in reality now?

I pinched myself, and I could feel the real pain.

This made it even more difficult for me to distinguish between reality and dreams.

I was very sure that what I had just experienced was not a dream.

Because when I was washing vegetables, I accidentally touched the tip of the knife.

There was a tiny cut on my hand, and I felt the pain at that time.

There was also a lot of blood. What kind of dream can bleed and not wake up.

So what's going on with me now?

I wanted to go out for a walk, but I found that the door couldn't be opened? I sat in the room, wondering if I should repeat what I had just done?

Suddenly, I walked to the bathroom uncontrollably.

I took a shower for myself and put on the clothes I had just worn.

Then I picked up the phone again and said the same words in the same tone as before.

I called Duan Mei, and Duan Mei's answer was exactly the same.

It was as if I was trapped in an infinite loop.

And in this looping space, I can't change anything.

I can only keep looping according to its original trajectory.

I felt a little uncomfortable, and I could say that I felt very uncomfortable.

I wanted to stop my hands, but I couldn't control my body.

Soon there was a knock on the door, and I opened the door step by step and welcomed the police in.

Until I ate hot pot again, my heart was still full of unreality.

Now I prayed urgently in my heart that I would fall asleep again this time.

I woke up from the world just now.

I don't know why I fell into this dead loop. Could it be that some mechanism was triggered again?

I saw the police uniform above my head, and I felt a little stable in my heart.

Then I seemed to hear the sound of an alarm clock, which kept echoing in my ears.

The sound of the alarm clock kept lingering in my ears, making it impossible for me to sleep.

I wanted to open my eyes, but I felt extremely tired.

I couldn't open my eyes at all. I didn't know if I could wake up.

I didn't know what I would face after I woke up.

I suddenly felt a little desperate, but just when I was about to give up hope.

Two figures flashed in my mind again.

I seemed to see the blind grandfather and Bai Xian. Their faces were full of anxiety, urging me to do something?

I suddenly opened my eyes and found that the little policeman had been pushing my face, and his face was red with anxiety.

I looked at the watch again. It was already ten forty-five. My alarm clock had been ringing for fifteen minutes, but I still didn't move at all.

I probably scared the little policeman, and I didn't know how long he pushed me.

Looking at the two policemen standing at the door, their eyes were full of concern.

But I felt that they were a little weird, and the smiles on their faces had some unspeakable meanings.

I brought the alarm clock to my eyes and checked the time.

I confirmed again and again that I had returned to the world at the beginning.

I didn't know if I was still in the cycle, but now I could control my body.

I felt that the two old policemen were laughing a little strangely, and they didn't even talk to me.

Instead, the young policeman muttered a few words in my ear.

"You slept so deeply. The alarm has been ringing for a long time. I couldn't wake you up even when I pushed you. I slapped you, but it didn't wake you up. I guess you are going to work, right? Hurry up and wash your face and go to work. Don't delay your work."

The young policeman said to me with a smile on his face. I nodded and didn't think about anything else.

I went to the bathroom to look in the mirror and found that my face looked a little ugly.

My face was a little gray and purple. I didn't know if it was because of the light or if my face was originally this color.

The young policeman didn't see it just now because the light in the bedroom was yellow, and the light shone on my face with a soft feeling.

But now I am standing here, looking at the mirror, and I find myself in the mirror a little strange.

I thought of a passage that was circulated online before, which said that you ask the person in the mirror every day, "Who are you?"

Gradually, you will find that the you in the mirror is becoming more and more different from you.

Is the person in the mirror really me?

I was a little skeptical, and slowly lowered my head, but I found that I in the mirror did not move.