Chapter 2: The Little Black House

I curled up on the ground, shivering. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info The pain in the back of my head made me feel it. It was a slimy piece on my head, and it looked like the stick had slipped my head open. I don't know how long it has been, my head is groggy as if it is about to crack, and my body is limp. It took me a great deal of effort to open my sour eyes, and it was pitch black with nothing to see, not a sound except for my breathing.

With some strength regained, I gritted my teeth and prepared to get out of here. As soon as they came, their heads hit the "ceiling" and tears flowed out at once. After recovering my strength, I had to squat down and take a small step forward - "bang", and I bumped into it again. I touched what I had just hit with my hand, it was very smooth and the metal was cold. So I tried in a different direction, moved forward a little - "bang", and bumped into it again. Then I tried a few more times, and each time I bumped into it, and I was so confused.

All directions were tried, and it only took a small step to bump into it. It seems that I am being kept in a cage, a cage about one meter long, wide, and high, just enough for one person.

"Is there anyone?! Do you know that kidnapping people is a crime, believe it or not, I will call the police, and you will just wait to eat in prison. "I yelled angrily, I was already in a bad mood, and I was knocked unconscious and locked up here, and the more I thought about it, the more depressed I became. I'm afraid that the other party is not afraid, and I am ready to take out my mobile phone to call the police. I searched my whole body but didn't find my phone, not only my phone, but I also had everything on my body except for my clothes. Nothing but the air concussions caused by my voice.

What's going on?

I kept yelling, slapping with my hands, kicking with my feet, and no matter what quality I was civilized, but no one took care of me. I'm tired of screaming, I'm tired of scolding, and I only sit on the ground with one ass.

Now one can only hope that someone will find out that I am missing, call the police, and the police will come looking for me.

Someone is going to come to me!

I secretly comforted myself in my heart.

Time passed slowly. I told all the dirty words I knew, and no one paid any attention to me, let alone came to my rescue.

Tired and hungry, he no longer had the strength to speak.

With a thud, a food delivery port suddenly appeared below. A plate of greasy and slimy stuff was thrown in, and then the food delivery suddenly disappeared again, as if there was no food delivery there, everything was my hallucination, but there was an extra plate on the floor.

I went up and threw the plate flying: "TMD, who the hell are you?" Let Lao Tzu out. ā€

It was dead silence again, and no one paid any attention to me.

After a while, I calmed down, and there was a food delivery opening under the wall just now, and I might be able to escape through this food delivery opening. Thinking of this, I not only had the hope of escaping. I groped around on that wall for a long time and didn't find the food delivery port just now, and I touched every inch of the wall, but I still didn't see any traces of the food delivery port, and I didn't even touch a crack. It seemed that it could only be opened from the outside, and I sat on the ground with a decadent ass. The little flame of hope that had just been lit was extinguished at once.

I was so tired that I fell asleep groggily and woke up and fell asleep again.

Eventually, I woke up hungry. I haven't eaten for too long, my stomach is empty and I can't be empty anymore, and my stomach is burning with stomach acid. There was nothing to eat in this room except for that plate of-like stuff.

It's all reduced to this point, what can't be eaten?

I kept comforting myself inside.

Staying alive is more important than anything else!

I crawled up to the plate and picked it up to eat, but as soon as the plate reached my mouth, a fishy smell ran down my nostrils and into my head. The stomach contracted, and the stomach turned upside down. I felt like I was spitting all the bile out and my mouth was bitter. Tears and snot came out.

I lay on the floor and went back to sleep.

After a while, I couldn't stand it with hunger. I had no choice but to try again, and this time I didn't hold the plate up, but just put my mouth in front of the plate on my stomach.

After waiting for a while, I didn't have the reaction I had last time.

Maybe I'm used to the smell, maybe I'm so hungry that I eat everything.

I ate the slimy stuff on the plate cleanly, and licked the plate too. The hunger pangs finally disappeared, and the whole body had strength. The only bad thing is that after eating something that smells so strong, you feel that fishy smell coming from every pore.

I lay on the floor and suddenly I had a sense of contentment, life was like that. What dreams? Struggle? Wealth? Camaraderie? Affection? Love? It's all like that, what does it matter if there is or not? Haha, in the end, I didn't just die silently in this dark cage, and who in the world would remember me. Give it up!

Just die here quietly!

I gave up, I was desperate, I no longer struggled, but I was able to accept the reality, no more dissatisfaction and complaints, and I felt that this was good.

I didn't think about anything anymore, just lay there quietly, and it didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

It's been a long time since I've fallen asleep so easily.

You don't have to carry anything, and you don't have to look at other people's faces.

"Wow...... Wow...... Whew"

The sound of metal grinding woke me up from my dream.

The light came in and stabbed me so hard that I couldn't open my eyes.

The door opened, and someone came to my rescue!!

I got up excitedly and rushed out.

But no one came to save me.