I was almost on the verge of despair. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe endless darkness around me is ready to swallow me at any moment. The groggy head could no longer tell whether it was emptiness or fear. I don't know if it's the emptiness of the hospital and a little cold, or the gloom of the endless darkness itself, in the darkness where you can't see your fingers, there is a sudden chill, this is a feeling of oppression that is getting stronger and stronger, as if every organ in the whole body is going to be pulled out by the cold, and then play with it carefully and then take more revenge. A yin wind rushed in from the soles of my feet, hitting every corner of my body, and even my scalp felt a tingle, as if someone was facing my hair, desperately sighing, but it was not hot, but cold. The scene in front of me already made me understand that there was something next to me that was controlling me, it was that thing! There seemed to be something glued to my body, and it was so thick that I didn't feel comfortable. I don't know what it's going to do next, maybe how long it will frighten me before I leave.

I don't want to think about it anymore, and I only let my body tremble violently with the panic of my nature. Suddenly my head became dizzy, as if someone had hypnotized me, and a wave of drowsiness hit, but I knew that I must not close my eyes at this moment, and I bit my lower lip tightly without thinking, and the pain was sharp so that I could stay awake enough. But what is the next step? How to get rid of its clutches? I thought to myself. I didn't want to let it go, and the cry grew more and more alive in my heart, but I knew it wasn't going to end so easily. Panicked thoughts disturbed my thinking, and for a moment, my mind suddenly went blank, as if the film had suddenly cut off, leaving only a white screen. However, before the matter was over, just when I was at a loss, my hands seemed to reach out to my neck uncontrollably, my eyes were already round, and I clearly felt my hands pinching my neck harder, and the force was getting stronger and stronger, and even I opened my mouth wide, and my breathing became weaker and weaker, like a fish out of water, without oxygen, dying and struggling. I even began to feel the blood spilling out of my mouth, down my neck, through my fingers, and onto my chest, dripping drop by drop, until the blood was drained and died.

I couldn't think of anything, I didn't want to think about anything, the pain in my neck made me more and more awake, an unprecedented sense of fear rose from the depths of my heart and spread to the end of the nerve in my brain, every nerve in my body was tense to the extreme, I even began to feel that my eyes became trance-like, like sitting in a roller coaster, sliding from the air to the ground, and the rise and fall was only a moment.

I didn't even have time to scream, I couldn't hold myself back, and tears broke through the last precautions and flowed down. I even began to have the illusion that instead of tears, my eyes were bursting out, with sticky blood, rolling to the ground, staring straight at the aisle, and I could see what was killing me? Am I going to die? Perhaps! The next second my soul will burst out of the shell, and the empty shell body will slowly fall to the ground, like a withered leaf, and will always fall to the ground. I'll disappear, disappear without a trace.

Unconsciously, I was getting colder and colder, and the horror was clogged up, and I couldn't think of any other emotions besides panic, or that there was more of a dying resistance, and my physical strength would be exhausted, but my hands were still clenching my neck unrelaxedly, as if as long as I had a trace of breath left, that thing would not let me go. There was a burst of tearing pain in the heart, as if all the air had gathered in the lungs, gathering at a rapid speed, expanding at a rapid speed, gradually expanding, violently like a hydrogen balloon that had been filled with air, the lungs were stretched, there was no intention to listen to it, only the lungs would explode automatically due to excessive expansion in the next second. And I, too, will die in this moment of suffocation.

Just when I thought I was going to die, a dark shadow flashed around the corner in the distance, and the shadow gradually moved closer to this side, nearer, closer......

And the cold breath on my face seemed to sense the unfamiliar breath, hesitated slightly, I saw this opportunity, suddenly became infinitely strong and broke away from the hands that were holding my neck, didn't think too much, relied on my own intuition to escape, and ran in the direction of the ward. Breathing the air greedily, my heart was still very uneasy, recalling the scene just now, almost dying in my own hands, I couldn't help but gasp deeply, my scalp was numb for a while, and I was terrified.

I ran as hard as I could, running for my life, not daring to look back at the boundless darkness for fear that the thing would catch up. Where is the door? Why is the door to the ward missing? I looked at the rows of similar walls, and couldn't find a single door that could be opened. I looked around anxiously, focusing my whole energy on my eyes, trying to find an escape from it, but it was nothing but darkness, and there were endless nightmares. Seeing that cold breath gradually approaching, the fear emanating from my body enveloped my body again, and at the same time, the cold sweat on my body had soaked my clothes at some point, and it went down my back, wetting my back drop by drop. I gasped for air, my brain couldn't help me at this time, and this state of collapse made people doubly depressed, and my heart became more and more desolate. Standing in this dark place of terror, a thought of giving up rose in my heart. Countless voices were struggling in my head, whether to continue to escape or to choose death? I even dreamed and imagined that someone would suddenly appear to help me solve this dilemma and pull me back to reality from my painful wandering. However, fantasy is fantasy after all, and there is no one in front of me, and there is only a surprise attack that I can't figure out the situation.

I've had enough of the suffocating oppression, I've had enough of the fear of the darkness, and I've had enough of the despair that it brings, and I want to be relieved at once from the gloom that backfires. The thought of jumping from the upper floor, which haunted me like a mark in the depths of my mind, did not hesitate at all, and suddenly I climbed up to the windowsill and pushed open the closed window, and my body swayed as if I were sitting on a boat, swaying with the waves of the waves.

Now I'm not afraid of anything. I don't have to be afraid of that thing in the back anymore, as long as I jump from this window, I'm free, truly free. I don't have to be afraid of the horror of the darkness anymore, and I don't have to be afraid of the constant entanglement of those things to me. With this in mind, I closed my eyes, leaned forward, stepped one foot out of the ledge, and in a single moment, I escaped from this state of collapse.

Suddenly, I was grabbed from behind and dragged backwards, and I fell backwards in a daze, and my whole body was in pain, and it was this clear pain that made me wake up all of a sudden. How could this be? I wanted to jump from the window? If someone hadn't dragged me, I guess I would have been a cold corpse by now, and my head would be bloody and my brain bursting out. Just thinking about it made me feel a chill on my back, and pimples all over my body, and I felt uncomfortable.