Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1552: Waiting at the window
…Two days have passed since Pence found a hand in his pocket.
In 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 over and over again. A person's face does not dare to sleep when he is tired, he only dares to sit in the corner and take a nap.
The others were not much better than him; everyone's face was pale because they could not rest assuredly - no matter it was day or night, there were always two people assigned as "sentinels" to monitor and observe everything inside and outside the house. Condition. 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 leave whenever they want in the dungeon.
Seeing Pence and Cuining opening the door with weapons and going out to patrol, Wu Yiliu relaxed a little. 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 Pence discovered that his hand was being held by another living woman's hand, he was stunned for a few seconds before suddenly coming back to his senses with a startled scream and throwing it away desperately. The hand came - the hand had its own life, hanging tightly on his finger, which made Pence almost crazy. He waved it in the air several times, and finally in one wave, the female hand Was thrown away.
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 like everything was back to normal again: 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 figure out what to do next, I don’t even know what’s wrong, I can only suffer hour after hour; the calmer it seems on the surface, Wu Yiliu could feel the growing irritability and anxiety of the trapped beasts in the room.
"It's so strange, 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? After any copy is run, it 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 people have become 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 through the wooden corridor outside the house one after another; 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 hallucination has 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 that 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. Ever 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. What ideas are there? They will all be shattered - the nightmare of his birthplace, perhaps a curse that he will never be able to 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 were 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, squinting slightly with short lines at the corners of his eyes, and said, "That's what I think. If my mind is affected by the copy, I have to take out the shoes from the safe and wear them. So if something unreasonable and shouldn't be there appears in front of me before I get the shoes, it may allow me to capture this weird feeling and get rid of the influence of the copy in time. After all, the copy's The impact didn't seem that serious - as soon as you looked down and saw your hands, you immediately woke up."
Yu 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, lowered his voice and said: "Well, while the two of them go out on patrol, you want to Don't you want to take a break? I think you seem to have had worse rest than anyone else these past two days... You can't continue like this. If you can't maintain your energy, what if something happens in the dungeon?"
She didn't say it explicitly, 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. It was really impossible not to rest. He sighed softly after hearing this: "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, gave him a fluffy pillow, 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 finally 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 tightened 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 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 himself had fallen asleep, with his legs curled up under him and his whole body huddled on the sofa. His mouth was slightly open as he slept, not like an evolved person, but like a little girl.
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 seems to be so quiet for the first time: the two people went out and did not come back. Abi fell asleep again. He stood alone in front of the window, and all he heard was the outside world that was weighed down by the storm. Silence. ~IndoMTL.com~ He listened to his own breathing, Abby'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, as if a drop of illusion was about to fall on the nerve endings, speaking softly to him. 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. Don't take it off..."
Wu Yiliu looked at his reflection on the window glass, his whole body seemed to be 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 wind and rain were approaching.
No one stipulates that the fourth item must be clothing.