"So where the hell am I now?" Looking back at the city bathed in silver-white sunlight, Wade was sure that he was definitely not in Tokyo at the moment; And he noticed that not only were there no cars on those streets, but there was not even a single figure to be seen.

It's weird, it's weird.

The curiosity of the heart suppresses fear; Wade buttoned the gown and put the watch back on his left wrist.

He decided to find out where he was at the moment and how long it had been since the comet fell to Tokyo.

He gently pushed the door of the hospital room open, and when it closed again, the watch on Wade's wrist had just reached twelve o'clock, and a new round of timekeeping began.

The white, empty corridors flickered with dim lights; Every time the soles of the feet stepped on the cold ground, the subtle sound would be amplified again and again by the long, endless corridor, and then echo in Wade's ears for a long time.

The standard ghost movie picture and eerie atmosphere are thus formed.

"I feel like Parker, just with one less Miles." Wade obviously didn't care about the changes in the surrounding environment and atmosphere, and even talked about the game.

Indeed, as a child who has lived alone for many years, personality changes can only develop in two ways: either withdrawn and introverted, or extroverted; And Wade is the latter outcome.

Barefoot was still repeating the "up and down" movements on the cold ground, and Wade had been out of the original ward for a while before he knew it.

Faced with the unchanging environment around him and the corridor that seemed to never end, Wade finally couldn't hold back the boredom in his heart, and then stopped in front of a door, clenched the handle, and then slowly turned.

With a click, the white door let go of the lock and slowly retreated to the side; Then, a ray of warm sunlight instantly hit Wade's body, and at the same time, there was a faint chirping of a red-billed gull, and a woman's murmuring was heard.

"Even the endless thoughts of the night belong to me...... "With the slight fluctuation of the crystal clear thin lips, the ethereal and tactful voice like the stream hitting the stone slowly came into Wade's heart, stirring up ripples in his heart.

When the poem was recited to the point of affection, Wade couldn't help the change of feelings in his heart, his lips gently closed with the recitation of the poem, and he carefully attached his voice to it.

After the poem was finished, the clear tears swirling in the eyes burst out and dripped down his cheeks on the white and cold ground.

The next moment, starting from the point where the tears fell, the brown wooden floor began to spread outward, and the white and cold wall became the warm pink wall that Wade was familiar with; The narrow windows gradually extend outwards until the entire wall is reduced to glass.

Everything in the room changed.

More sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the two people in the room; Feeling the warmth of the sun on his body, Wade seemed to have forgotten what had happened before.

He gazed warmly at the tall and sacred figure due to the backlight, his lips trembling slightly, but he could not say a word for a long time.

"Mother...... Mother? Wade asked cautiously in his trembling voice.

The figure nodded; Although he couldn't see the face clearly, he knew that it was her, and he couldn't admit it.

Without hesitation, he pounced; In his spare light, he noticed that on the familiar wooden bed, there were still stacks of clothes from the day he had been in Tokyo.

The softness that had been lost for a long time hit from all corners again, and just as Wade was immersed in his mother's warm embrace, there was a sudden feeling of a sharp weapon piercing the back of his neck.

"What the hell are you monster?!" The warm and fresh soft voice of the spring breeze revealed surprise and fear in an exclamation; Wade was shocked that something was wrong, and immediately broke away from the warm embrace.

He hurriedly leaned against the door and watched the figure vigilantly, the sunlight dimmed in his eyes, and the face of the figure could be seen clearly, but after seeing clearly, Wade couldn't help but gasp - it was the face of a strange woman who was half rotted.

The stinging pain in the back of his neck had gone, and Wade stared at the woman to prevent her from flareing up, while reaching for the back of her neck: the imaginary bloody wound didn't appear.

Just as Wade stood up close to the door, the hideous-looking woman suddenly looked back, and then without hesitation, she jumped out of the window and disappeared.

A moment ago, Wade had seen doubt in her one-eyed eye.

The warm room turned into a snow-white and cold ward again, and the golden sunlight turned back to the silver white it had been, and everything seemed to be back to the beginning.

"She just jumped off the building like that?" In fact, only a few seconds have passed until now, and although Wade has already reacted and roughly knows what is happening, everything is so inexplicable for him.

He cautiously walked to the window and looked down: there was nothing but endless high-rise buildings and complex streets, and where was the shadow of the jumping woman?

"This guy can't be the disfigured Henry Reeves, right?" After searching to no avail, Wade decided to change into his clothes and lie quietly on the hospital bed, muttering the poem he had just said while adjusting his state of mind.

I don't know how long later, I suddenly heard a "click" in the darkness, Wade instantly opened his eyes, jumped off the bed and assumed a defensive posture at the same time; The poems that came out of his mouth did not stop there.

A man who usually only appears in horror movies pokes out from behind the door: his entire head is covered in bloodstained and filthy bandages, his dark hands clutching a worn-out chainsaw, and his tattered brown suspenders are stained with the same scarlet color as the chainsaw, and they also smell fishy.

"Thomas Hewitt, please, can't you just stop for a moment?" Seeing the appearance of the comer, the name immediately appeared in Wade's mind.

He seemed to have guessed something, but before he could continue to think, a cold tingling sensation instantly enveloped his body.

The chainsaw murderer was already lunging at him with a roaring chainsaw, and was already in front of him, and there was no point in dodging at this point.

The spinning chain stabbed Wade into the stomach like a hot blade of butter, but the splattering of flesh still didn't appear.

"What the hell are you monsters!" Wade exclaimed, but before he could raise his hand to fight back, the murderer retreated to the door as if frightened, staring at Wade as if he were being attacked, and kept groping the back of his neck, as if he was being attacked.

"It's not a good idea to drag it out like this......" Wade thought to himself; Now the door has been controlled by the chainsaw massacre, and the only exit seems to be the window.

Thinking of this, Wade looked back at the window behind him, from where the mad-looking woman had jumped not long ago and plunged into the unreachable and hard ground.

Wait, out of reach?

Wade was shocked that something was wrong, and his eyes were focused on the window again, but the scene he saw next made him wonder if he was really in a dream: the tall buildings that were level with him and seemed small now became extremely tall in the field of vision, and the asphalt road that was originally out of reach was now less than two meters away from the window!

He knew, he finally knew why the woman didn't hesitate to break the window and jump off, and he knew why he couldn't find the imaginary lump of meat on the ground when he went to look for it afterwards.

If you don't jump now, when will you stay?

Wade didn't think much of it, he leaped to the ground, landed like a nimble wildcat, and after a round of tumbling and unloading, he ran down the straight road.

He finally escaped from the hospital, but what he didn't know was that shortly after he escaped, the distance between the hospital and the ground widened again, and the bandaged chainsaw murderer poked his head out in confusion to look down at Wade, just like him before.

Buildings were left far behind by Wade in the rush; After leaving the hospital for a long time, he finally fell to his knees with his hands supported by his physical exhaustion.

Feeling the unusually excited heart in his chest, his rapid breathing began to slow down, and his pale face began to turn a little bloody.

He could stop, because he already knew where he was; Just in the direction he was kneeling and facing was a towering landmark, the Empire State Building.

The snow-white sun was gradually turning yellow and setting to the west, and in such an unusually strange world, it was the only one that did not change much.