March 9, 2016, Day 1

Yesterday was Women's Day, and a few classmates in the class had to say that this size was also a festival, so it was better to go out for a drink together, but only seven or eight of us went to the old man, and none of the three girls in the class came.

At that time, I can't remember what I talked about, I probably remember from astronomy to geography, from national conditions to people's livelihood, and finally from brotherhood to love, all of them were eighteen or nineteen-year-old young men.

The next day was supposed to be a morning class, but it didn't happen. As soon as I slept until the afternoon, I probably slept until three o'clock in the afternoon, and I woke up.

To be precise, I was actually woken up by a toss. I drank a lot of alcohol the night before, and experienced people know that the feeling of a hangover is the most uncomfortable, and the head still hurts at this time. But I don't know which one is in the dormitory, so I have to come and toss me at this time.

I didn't bother to open my eyes because of the headache, and I vaguely felt something touching my feet through the quilt. I thought it was someone in the dorm looking for his clothes in my bed, so I didn't make a sound. Unexpectedly, he became more and more excessive, and he actually touched my chest little by little, and felt like he was about to touch my face in the next second. At this time, I finally couldn't help it, and opened one eye to look at him. But this look really scared me half to death.

I saw a black rat the size of a cat lying on my chest, opening his mouse mouth, revealing two long front teeth, threatening to bite my nose. I gasped in fright, and felt a pungent smell of bitter almonds run down my nose and up to my head. If I had been a little slower to react at the time, I probably wouldn't have the journal you have now.

I don't know where I got such a fast reaction speed, I lifted the quilt, the black mouse obviously didn't react, I lifted it to the ground, just as it was still rolling on the ground struggling, I pulled the quilt and rolled off the bed, and sat on the black mouse's body.

The black mouse let out a squeak, and through the quilt, I clearly felt that it twitched a few times, and then it was completely motionless.

I sat quietly on the quilt with my eyes closed and didn't move, for nothing else, my head really hurt, and I was very dizzy, just after this violent exercise, I felt that the blood rushed to my brain.

After a while, my head gradually stopped dizzy, but now I suddenly felt that something was wrong, not to mention such a big black mouse, I was tossing such a big movement here, why didn't any of the three goods in the dormitory make a sound.

"Zhang, Zhang, President, Lacey?" I closed my eyes and called out to them a few times, but no one picked up them, and I barely opened my eyes.

The dormitory was quiet, there was no one, except for me, sitting on the cold floor like a fool on the bed, and under the quilt was a dead mouse the size of a cat.

I staggered to my feet, reached for my phone from the bed, unlocked it, and it was 3:20 p.m. It's supposed to be morning class today, what are they going to do now? The dormitory network is broken? They all went out to surf the Internet?

looked down at the quilt on the ground, this quilt is eighty percent unwanted, and you can know that the side of the quilt must be miserable if you think about it......

Let's put the quilt like this first, I have a terrible headache, I don't want to clean it up, and I don't want to think about where those rabbit cubs went, the smell in the mouse's mouth just now seems to linger on the tip of my nose, lingering. I'd better go to the bathroom and wash my face first, and then I'll talk about it when I'm sober. I struggled to my feet, patted the dust that wasn't there, and as usual, grabbed my basin, toothbrush, soap, and opened the dorm door.

The dormitory building has a total of six floors, our dormitory is on the fourth floor, which is one of the stairs and toilets near the west, but unfortunately the water heater in the bathroom on the fourth floor is broken, and now we wash and go to the third floor.

When I walked down the corridor with a basin, I felt that something was wrong, the dormitory building was too quiet today, and at this time, the little clever ghosts in the dormitory diagonally opposite must be noisy and playing League of Legends, and the subwoofer in a dormitory on the other side of the corridor should also rumble to make noise, but today there is no sound at all.

It's a pity that I didn't think much about it at the time, just a little confused, the footsteps have not stopped, straight down to the third floor, turned a corner and entered the washing room on the third floor, but when I entered the door, I collided with a goods that was not long-eyed.

This person is also really interesting, he didn't hide when he saw someone coming to him, he didn't even mean to turn sideways, and my shoulder hurt when I hit him, and I almost didn't hold the basin in my hand. But he wasn't much better, he was standing with his face outward, so I hit it and sat on the ground directly.

The structure of our scrubbing room is very ordinary, with a large communal pool of cement and tiles built in the middle of the house, and students wash around the sink. The pool was only a man away from the doorway, and the man I had collided with sat on the ground, fell backwards, and hit the back of his head directly on the edge of the pool, and then stopped moving.

I was forced, quickly put down the basin in my hand, and reached out to help the man, only then did I see his face clearly, it didn't matter, I only felt a burst of nausea, almost didn't throw up.

The man's lower lip looked like something had been pulled off most of it, and it was bloody with the flesh on his chin, and the row of teeth and half of the jaw bone below were exposed to the air, and they were clearly displayed in front of my eyes.

I really couldn't help it, there was a sink in front of me, and I threw up and vomited, but I only vomited some sour water. Also, I haven't eaten for a day today, and I should have almost digested what I ate last night, but when I think about the picture I just saw, I can't suppress the feeling of vomiting.

I was throwing up, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the cargo sitting on the ground moving. He looked at me, his eyes looked a little strange, the pupils were large, like the eyes of a dead man, there was no trace of anger, but he could see that there was no sense of confusion, more of madness.

He struggled to sit up, his hands grabbing at me, and I instinctively took a step back, not daring him to catch me. Then there was some hesitation, this person was obviously abnormal, first of all, his mouth was wrong, it was obvious that he had been attacked by someone or something, and then I just saw it clearly, the back of his head was firmly slammed on the edge of the pool, and he made a sound that sounded like it hurt, but he didn't even scream, and he was still struggling to catch me, how abnormal it looked.

I saw that he couldn't get up for a while, so I reached out and picked up the basin, turned around and ran. After a few steps back to the dormitory, he clicked the door and plugged it in.

I leaned against the door with my eyes closed, took a few deep breaths to stabilize my mind, and then my eyes fell on the quilt on the floor, and the dead mouse should still be pressed under the quilt.

I walked over and gently lifted the quilt, and suddenly a fishy smell mixed with the smell of bitter almonds came to my face, and I choked and coughed. I was already fat, and as soon as I sat on this mouse, my stomach exploded directly, and the blood from my internal organs spread all over the floor and stuck to my quilt.

I squatted down against nausea and took a closer look at the mouse. It looked like an ordinary house mouse, but it was magnified several times, and it was the size of an adult cat, with a slender body and dirty black hair. Its mouth was deformed by the squeezing, and it opened at a striking angle, revealing its upper and lower four front teeth. Rats are rodents, and their front teeth grow all the time, and if they are not deliberately worn out, the length of their front teeth will one day prevent them from eating.

And the front teeth of this mouse are a little abnormal, the two front teeth of his upper jaw are too long, although the mouse itself is very large, but according to the proportions, the length of the front teeth is obviously too long, although it can still bite, but it is obviously not too suitable, and the end of the front teeth has no obvious signs of wear, it looks very sharp, it looks like a new outcome.

Although it is a bit nonsense to say, it is not impossible that some chicken farms can give birth to newly hatched chicks to the size of adult chickens in less than a month after years of breeding and hormone feed. If this mouse is injected with a ripening hormone because of genetic mutation, it is not impossible for it to suddenly grow to such a large size in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered the buddy in the washroom just now.,His mouth was obviously gnawed by something.,Could it be?。。 My eyes fell on the dead mouse, and I shuddered, if I had been a little slower to react at the time, I would have ended up with that buddy.

And I also noticed a strange place, on the back of this mouse, there is a small gray thing, I thought it was this mouse out of the bed with a lot of dust hanging on it, but after closer inspection, I found that this is not the case, these gray things seem to be a cyst growing on the skin of the mouse, and it seems to be still gently wriggling.

I picked up a slipper placed under the bed, and gently poked the gray cyst, but I didn't expect the cyst to be very fragile, and it was punctured by me all of a sudden, and it seemed to be wrapped in a white smoke, and the smoke and dust spread, and I smelled a strong smell of bitter almonds in my nose at once, I quickly covered my mouth and nose with one hand, and the other hand kept fanning, but the smell still choked me and coughed.

At this time, my mind was still very messy, my face was not washed, and the feeling of hangover was still lingering in my body. I can't think too deeply about a lot of things, this gray cyst, I just think it is the sequelae of this mouse's genetic mutation. At this time, I thought about the state of the person I had just met in the toilet, and somehow I had a crazy idea - if I was bitten by this rat, I wouldn't turn into a zombie or something.

I've watched a lot of zombie movies, like "The Walking Dead" and "Dawn of the Living Dead", and I've seen a lot of movies and TV works, and young people always want to pursue some exciting elements. But to be honest, it's okay for me to watch TV, but if you really want to throw me into that world, I won't survive more than three episodes, and the movie will only open for a few minutes. As a fat man, my body fat is too much of a hindrance, and the weight of 200 pounds is really a heavy burden for survival, doesn't this kind of plot often appear in movies - the male protagonist leads the heroine and a large group of people to escape, and there is a group of zombies chasing behind, and then there is an unlucky fat man who can't run, and his feet slip and fall to the ground, and then he is surrounded by a group of zombies who come from behind to divide the corpse, and it would be more perfect if he let out a few wails.