Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1942: Waiting for Ms. Lin’s apartment

Generally speaking, normal people would not take the initiative to walk into that small dark door when encountering this kind of situation, right?

Lin Sanjiu slowly took a step towards the door, thinking that maybe she was not a normal person.

What came out together with the darkness behind the door was a cool and heavy breath. The smell is hard to describe. It's like wallpaper that has been repeatedly wetted and dried by water, like wood soaked in vegetable oil fumes, like rusty metal water pipes... If smells have age, this smell is already very old.

As he took another step toward the door, Lin Sanjiu realized that the body hanging on the door had disappeared at some point.

The observation skills that she has always been proud of have been failing frequently since she entered the arsenal; whether it is the McDonald's employee Oliver or the fake Ren Nan, their appearance and disappearance are as if they are directly related to each other. Just like the air around him, there is no trace at all.

Was this door really a door a few minutes ago?

Lin Sanjiu stood in the doorway, staring into the dark darkness inside, trying to make out any shapes or sounds. Even the arsenal exposed in the night was so dark that it was difficult to see clearly; almost all the light was cut off behind the door, leaving only darkness. She tried to use her consciousness to slowly reach out, breaking through the thick air that had not flowed in countless years, and felt that there seemed to be a long corridor in front of her.

There are no switches on the left and right walls. I don’t know how to turn on the lights when the Arsenal members come in.

Similarly, no living creatures appeared in the [Consciousness Scan]. In fact, she was mentally prepared for this. Her detection methods seemed to be useless here.

Lin Sanjiu pulled out a flashlight from the card library, and its bright white light suddenly dispersed the fog-like darkness ahead; the light caught a piece of scenery from the retreating darkness, changing its color and shape. Nailed into view.

It is indeed a corridor and it looks very old.

In order to cover up the cracks that have appeared over time, countless layers of paint were applied to the old wall. The upper half was snow white and the lower half was bright green. There are thin wooden doors on both sides of the corridor, which have faded and turned dark red. Some doors have dirty doormats under them, and some have several pairs of shoes of different sizes. It looks like a cheap and ordinary apartment. .

It can’t be a dormitory in an arsenal, right? It's so different from the overall style of the arsenal.

At the other end of the corridor, there seemed to be a wooden staircase... Lin Sanjiu took a step forward, trying to stretch his gaze and flashlight further to see more clearly.

She just took a step forward, but at this moment, her peripheral vision and Teacher Yi's sudden warning made her realize at the same time that something was different—— Lin Sanjiu suddenly turned around and swept the flashlight back, hitting the empty, half-white, half-green wall next to her.

…the door is missing.

She turned around a few times with her flashlight, but there were only the same walls behind and beside her.

Not only is the door missing, why does it seem like...

"I seem to have a sense of instant vision," Lin Sanjiu murmured. She never liked the silence when she was alone, so even if it was just the sound of consciousness in her mind, it made her feel more at ease than silence. "I always feel that this scene is very familiar, I don't know why..."

The response Teacher Yi gave her was not reassuring. "Door," she whispered, "there was something on the corner of the door just now that made people very concerned."

What?

Lin Sanjiu frowned and carefully examined what Teacher Yi showed her. She was fully focused on the corridor behind the door, and didn't pay much attention to the door itself. Therefore, even if the teacher wanted to sit down, the scene would inevitably be a little blurry for a while.

She could only vaguely see that there was something in the upper right corner of the door. It seemed to be painted on it. It was a small square, no bigger than her fist.

The sense of déjà vu seems to have penetrated every corner of her consciousness; even this door, which she was sure she had never seen before and probably would never see again, somehow made Lin Sanjiu feel familiar. .

For the sake of safety, Lin Sanjiu did not act rashly. She stood there and fished countless times from her memory, but it was like fishing with a fishnet with holes in it, and what she fished out was nothing - because she had never seen the door with the small square painted on it before.

Lin Sanjiu turned around, wrapped a [metal snare] on her right hand, and punched the wall behind her hard.

There are ways. Even if you clearly feel that it won't work, you still have to go through the cutscenes and give it a try - relying on violence to break through is such a way.

"The puppet master has a crow's mouth, right?" She withdrew her hand and shook it several times, as if she could get rid of the pain. "He said it was leftovers, so I took a bite of a cookie that I didn't know what the **** it was. He said he smashed the wall, and I can't break it now. What the hell, this wall will recover faster than the one he cursed. Very fast."

As soon as her hand left the wall, the deep pits and cracks she had just made with a bang were quickly re-sewed together. By the time the words "Puppet Master" were finished, the wall was already complete. As before.

"This is a bit like the characteristics of a dungeon," Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and felt that it was not unimaginable if the arsenal set up a dungeon here as a means of defense. If it is really a copy, it seems that she has to go in - which also means that [Mother of Weaving Clothes] has been sold out too early. Otherwise, how about letting the thread lead her out?

In the constantly shaking aperture, she took every step quietly, trying not to make any sound on the floor, and trying not to think about the growing sense of immediacy. The reason was the same: she couldn't let the sound of her steps and the hints in her heart obscure the sounds coming from this cheap apartment.

Unexpectedly, however, as she approached Room 101, the corridor, which had been dark and silent just now, suddenly burst into the sound of people: although it was still dim, lights were on under the cracks of each door. There was a faint flickering light; someone behind a door in the distance cleared his throat loudly, and then spit; someone seemed to be dragging his feet on the floor in Room 101, and then there was a low muffled sound of "bang" .

Lin Sanjiu leaned in and heard vague curses behind the door.

"It hurts me so much," the voice complained, "What a lousy place, the power goes out every three days... Cheap stuff drains power so **** fast."

It was dark under the door, and it seemed that compared to his neighbors, room 101 didn't have much lighting.

From the moment she ate the cookies to now, the problems that accumulated in Lin Sanjiu's mind have reached a point where she can't worry about too many lice or too many debts. She didn't even stop, and continued to move forward. In Room 103 across the corridor, I heard the voice of a child scolding - "Why are you playing with wax with your hands? It's burnt, it's time!"

The door of Room 102 was dark and bright for a while, which seemed to be the light of a flashlight; the sound of a radio came from the apartment adjacent to it - there is also an old radio with batteries in the house, indicating that the owner may be a Old man; further forward, 106 is the same as 102. Although there is light, there is silence behind the door.

Lin Sanjiu stopped.

She had been paying attention to the movement under the door of the apartment, so she could see clearly: when she was about to approach 106, but not yet close to 106, there was a black shadow clearly under the door. It looked like someone was standing close to the door. When she actually reached the door of 106, the black shadow flashed to the side and disappeared from the light under the crack of the door.

Immediately afterwards, under the door of Room 108 ahead~IndoMTL.com~ a dark figure stepped into the light and stood right in the middle of the door. It looked like... someone was standing tightly against the door.

Lin Sanjiu raised his eyes and flashlight and landed on the door. The cat's eye glass reflected light and shone brightly in the flashlight.

It shouldn’t be...how can the apartments be connected to each other?

Perhaps this is not the question she should ask at the moment, because the coming and going of the black shadow may be just a coincidence. What should really matter is that the person behind the door is undoubtedly watching and listening to her whereabouts.

Lin Sanjiu did not walk into room 108 rashly. She looked at the dark shadow under the crack of the door, and a force of consciousness quietly rushed to the door, wrapped around the door handle, and turned it gently.

The dark shadow under the door stepped aside, and then the door was opened by her smoothly.

"Is it Miss Lin?" The voice behind the door seemed to be smiling.

Although I posted it late today, it went quite smoothly. I also saw the plot from 1942 to 1946 through a crystal ball and wrote it down. I'm really sorry for making you worry before, and I'm grateful for everyone's concern...