Doomsday Wonderland: One thousand and forty-two

In the cave tunnel late at night, a dim light shines at intervals. The winding mountain road extended forward in half-light and half-darkness, and it was unknown where the exit was; a sound of "tapping" footsteps and breathing came from far and near, disturbing the dim silence in the tunnel.

Bohemia didn't stop until the entrance was no longer visible when she turned back.

"That thing is gone," Doctor Cat stood on her shoulders, craning his neck and said, "...it seems like we got rid of it."

"It's best not to be careless," she gasped and walked forward, looking at the bracelets on her arms one by one. "What is that? Does the doctor know?"

"It looks like it came from my hometown. Who knows what it is." The kitten snorted from its nose, "It seems that the death of the driver before was inseparable from it."

It’s rare to be transported to a world six months ago, but it’s only been two days since I arrived, and everything is already in a mess, making me physically and mentally exhausted... Is it because of the big flood?

Bohemia found that she didn't know which special item to use when she was in a critical moment recently. She pulled the bracelet back and forth several times, feeling that it was all **** and none of it could be used. Finally, she pulled off the sleeve in anger and asked the cat doctor who was following her: "Do you have anything suitable for use now? It would be best. It’s protective.”

"Yes, there are many," the cat's paws stepped on her shoulder bones for a few steps, and she sat firmly, and seemed to have just begun to turn over her backpack. "...Let me see, ah, this [five-star hotel] was created just for this kind of situation!"

"What does it do?"

"Ah, look, the exit is here." A small voice at the foot said cheerfully.

Great, now that the exit is here, there is no need to continue to be on guard.

The dungeon is over, and I hope this round can bring some rewards... By the way, she remembered that when she opened her eyes once, she seemed to be in a dungeon... What kind of dungeon was it? At that time, she was lying on the bed, her eyes were blurry; she only remembered that the surroundings were cold, and several dolphins straightened up and walked around silently around her.

She had forgotten that she had ever had such a memory.

Bohemia sat down on a rock, a jungle tree rustling under the dim cliff, and a dark sea in the distance. She likes the sea. Whenever she sees the sea, it makes her happy. There was a steep **** under the rocks on the roadside. She hung her legs from the rocks, and the corners of her skirt were fluttering in the wind.

"What did I ask just now...Oh, by the way, what does this do?"

The kitten statue I just picked up on the road looks really smart and cute. Her fingers gently stroked the smooth wooden surface of the statue, and the emerald-like eyes seemed to sparkle at any time under the dim moonlight.

This is probably a special item, right?

"Can... protect...?"

Like a lingering dream after opening your eyes, the sounds in your ears disappeared in an instant. She turned her head, her shoulders were empty, and the night was quiet. Not far away was the entrance to the dark tunnel she had just walked out of.

She put the cat statue on the ground, and the wooden statue ran away quickly, disappearing into the dark trees, and was no longer visible.

Hey, it’s better not to think so wildly.

Just wait quietly.

The great flood has come, and if I guess correctly... the turning point is coming soon. She knew that the turning point was just ahead, so she used various excuses to stay with Lin Sanjiu, lurking, waiting...

No, that's not right, Bohemia thought blankly. Before today, she actually didn't know what she had been waiting for. She thought she was just obeying her survival instinct and continuing her life day after day; when she realized that she had been living for something for half her life, she shuddered and became frightened, but then felt vaguely relieved: It's okay, Even though her life is no different from that of animals, there is still a meaning...

"The price of one night,"

In the hotel lobby with thick carpets and old yellow lights, when the white waitress girl spoke, every word really came out of her mouth, some were blue, some were yellow, the characters It floated into the air and disappeared; and the second half of the sentence was fresh pink: "...it's 500G salmon."

I don’t know what kind of fish salmon is, but it’s probably too expensive.

"You and this gentleman both seem to want to check in," the waitress stood under a blue highway sign and smiled, while the corners of her mouth kept turning red, and they kept turning, and her face gradually turned red. She was out of shape, but she saw it, and somehow she was not afraid - "Due to the tightness of the room, the price has increased..."

Bohemia turned her head and her eyes fell on another guest.

It was a chaotic and dirty mass with no shape or lines. It was soft and trembling, as if it could not stand and would melt around at any time.

She felt that this gentleman looked familiar.

This guest's attitude was very polite. Even though he was a chaotic mass of colors, he still stretched out something like an arm, raised his black top hat and gestured to her. When it spoke, two red lips suddenly appeared from the chaos. When they touched up and down and opened and closed, the teeth were vaguely visible - it seemed to be the mouth of the waitress: "...You don't need to stay in a hotel, you Isn’t home right here?”

Yes.

Oddly enough, when it mentioned home, Bohemia was thinking of the backs of those dolphins - tall and large, with blue-gray bodies that looked so smooth that they couldn't even touch the water.

"Do you have 6 kilograms of salmon, a scalpel and Lin Sanjiu?"

The waitress asked it with a smile - she really had no mouth, and her mouth went to another customer - but she was smiling, and Bohemia knew it.

Who is Bohemia?

My head is dizzy and swollen. It was so uncomfortable, like I was spinning in circles all the time, making me dizzy.

"No...I don't have salmon, scalpels and Lin Sanjiu..." The chaos murmured and turned to her: "Then I will dispel her cognition...This cat I No more. I haven’t added any evolvers for a long time, even if it’s just one more..."

"Wait!" A familiar, sweet voice shouted urgently, but she couldn't remember who the owner of the voice was. When Bohemia was still in a trance and didn't know where she was, she suddenly felt a pain in her body - but she didn't even know where the pain was, and the pain quickly turned into soreness and bitterness. The taste disappeared from the tip of the tongue.

"Why is there no response?" the voice sounded in the distance, "Wake up!"

But she has been very conscious, neither in a dream nor in a coma. She couldn't feel her left foot anymore, but she could still clearly feel her right ankle and the countless tentacles connected to it. ~IndoMTL.com~Cognition? Is it a cognitive problem... But I'm not a neuroscientist... Ah! ”

The person who spoke seemed to be frightened, screamed suddenly, and then disappeared - this word exploded like fireworks in front of Bohemia's eyes, streaking across the night sky with brilliant colors.

"How annoying,"

Another voice droned. She understood every word, and it was a language she was familiar with, but she didn't know what they meant - "I almost ran into them, and retreated into the hotel again."

The voice approached her.

...Who is this "she"? Who is explaining?

"The counter-effect of Descartes' famous saying seems to be activated soon." It said some words that were incomprehensible: "...Who are you? What are you thinking?"

Not far behind the truck billowing black smoke, Bohemia was still standing on the road as before, without saying a word, and her pupils were dull - because even her thinking was disrupted. Dispersed, eliminated.

"'I think, therefore I am'...have you heard of it? Even if it is impossible to confirm the authenticity and existence of the external world, when 'I' think as a subject, it can be confirmed that at least 'I' exists. It's a pity that you are about to 'no longer exist'. Once you no longer exist spiritually, even your material foundation will disappear. It's amazing..."

"Every time I see your dull face, I can't help but say a few more words." The road surface gradually deformed and curved, turning into an invisible chaos with dirty colors, facing the face of Bohemia Slowly stretched out: "...Welcome, you will become a part of me soon."

It’s too painful to write... It seems that a long vacation is inevitable... Halfway through writing, I really wonder if you will think that I am schizophrenic.