Fall.

Fall into the deepest depths of darkness.

The world condensed into a little starlight, flew from the edge of the eye socket, and finally dissolved into the endless void, and the meaning of all things was transformed into an unattainable existence at this moment, and the only thing that permeated my chest was unspeakable loneliness.

How long has it been?

Walking through the tunnel without space and time, until everyone's face and voice in my memory turned into fragments, I realized what it was like to be abandoned, and even the imaginary whistling wind disappeared.

Suffocate.

I shook my hands helplessly, but I could only hold back a few wisps of illusory chill. Screaming silently, all that came from me was an inaudible whisper. It didn't make sense, but I still hadn't even figured out who to call for help.

I know my own weakness, and in the face of an irresistible fate, all I can do is be to be unbridled and desperate.

So, chewing on the imminent fear before my consciousness dissipated, I trembled and carefully stepped into the netherworld one last time, taking a deep breath that didn't exist.

It was a breath of air that was eroded to the extreme.

I coughed loudly, reaching out my palms to push the source of the smell away, but the bad smell was like maggots attached to the bones, and no matter what I did, I couldn't get rid of it.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, lifted the futon, rolled over and sat up.

"Ahem! Ahem - wait, this, this is ......"

Half leaning on the head of the bed, I felt a little dizzy in my head,

"Where am I?"

At this point, ignoring the smell just now, I looked around the room I was in from left to right with my mouth half-open as if I had been demented, and it was only when my eyes fell back to the slightly old quilt piled in front of me that I realized what was going on.

"Is this the next place Jue said?"

Nervous and curious, I tried to move my legs, which were already a little numb, and staggered to my feet.

The room was not large, and the random miscellaneous items everywhere made it look even more crowded, and the window on one side, which was less than a foot long and wide, was strangely embedded on the left side of the wall, and the lifeless white light pierced through the drifting dust and stuck to a few broken shovels in the corners. Perhaps out of the instinct of biological phototaxis, I forced my still weak legs and feet, and walked to the window step by step, a few steps away, and I was greeted by a thick fog.

But just as I raised my hand to hold on to the window lattice and was about to take a closer look, I couldn't help frowning,

"What is this?"

With a frown, I removed my right hand from the window in disgust, and as my fingers broke away from the mossy window frame, some of the slime that had been stretched into filaments stretched out.

"Holy?"

Honestly, I'm not much of a cleanliness person, but the hygiene here is outrageous. By the misty light outside the window, I realized that not only the window, but the whole room was filthy and terrible, whether it was the walls, the floor, or the tables and chairs that looked crumbling in disrepair, the surface was covered with an unknown film, like the grease scattered on the surface of the water.

I gritted my teeth, and all I felt was a churn in my stomach, and if it weren't for the fact that I hadn't eaten anything until now, I would have been ready to vomit.

"Wait, do you mean I'm staying in ...... during this time?"

Suddenly, a bad thought came to my mind, and my eyelids trembled, and I bent my back and turned my head to look at the bed where I didn't know how long.

Thankfully, things didn't go as I expected, and although the pillows and bedding that were stacked on top of it were yellowed, they were generally dry and tidy, and I don't know how much better than the rest of the house.

I sighed with relief, shook my head self-deprecatingly, and looked back out the window.

However, this look almost didn't scare me out!

I saw a figure standing in the mist as pale as solid, at some point!

The man was ragged, small and strong as a wild beast, and was staring at me with a hoe in one hand and a crude sack in the other, and two swollen red eyes! I was speechless for a moment, and all that remained in my pupils was the deformed face that only a drowned corpse that had been soaked in water for a long time.

After seeing my panicked expression, this strange man who suddenly appeared actually grinned, and the lump on his face made me unstoppable, and the nausea that filled my heart was only fear and uneasiness.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I immediately bent down and looked around for something to defend myself. At this time, the half of the wooden stick diagonally on the side just attracted my attention, I hurriedly rushed over, raised my hand and pinched the end of the wooden stick to lift it, but who knew that I used a little force, and the rotten wooden stick in my hand instantly shattered into slag!

“MD！ What's the situation? ”

I cursed and glanced out the window in panic, but I was stunned because the strange man who was still standing not far away had long since disappeared.

Click-

Before I could come back to my senses, the dull sound of the iron colliding at the door rang out, and then the cracked doorknob slowly spun in my round eyes......

"Hehe, you're finally awake."

The door opened, and the strange man standing outside the house couldn't make any expression on his face at all, hiding in sarcomas of different sizes, and even his facial features were randomly squeezed into the corner.

I don't know if it was because of its voice that seemed to be stuck in thick phlegm or because I was surprised that it could speak, I was stunned in place, and there was only a blank space in my mind for a long time.

"What? First time? But it's no wonder that it's been since I last saw someone else...... It's been ten years. ”

The weirdo ignored my reaction, flipped his swollen fingers and looked at the ceiling with his head half-tilted, as if recalling a memory from afar.

"Hey, don't talk about that. By the way, you should be hungry, right? After all, you've been lying here for almost half a month. ”

"What?! Half a month?! ”

Suddenly, I shook violently and shouted in disbelief after hearing the strange man's statement. And it walked into the house with the sack on its shoulder, as if it had been expected

began to tell me about everything that happened during this time,

"Yes, when I was busy in the field half a month ago, you know, the harvest season is very busy, and I saw you lying on the edge of the ridge with one hand in the ground. Originally, I thought you were dead, thinking that I would bury you by the way, don't mind, I have to blame that there are too few tastes now, but who knew that you suddenly got up on your own, and then walked into my room without looking back, and went to bed for half a month. ”

The strange man unloaded the things he was carrying and leaned against the wall, looking at the weight that seemed not light,

"Hey, good harvest! This fertile land really grows anything. Oh yes, I'm afraid you'll starve to death during this time, and sometimes I'll make something ground and feed it to you, and pour you some water to drink every day, I was worried that bacteria would grow on you, but who knows where you've been lying......"

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something strange, he turned his head to look at the place of the bed, and the area was like an island in the dense pale green traces.

"Hmm...... I've never seen anything like this before, and now that I think about it, maybe it would be in vain to bury you. Anyway, that's it, I was quite strange at first, and to be honest, I'm very happy to be alone, but you can't talk or move, like a puppet, I don't dare to move you, I can't help but lay on the floor, but fortunately you're awake now. Alas, don't be too long-winded with me, after all, ......"

The strange man sat on the creaky wooden chair slowly, his head bowed, and his mood seemed to be a little low.

"It's been ten years."

Although there was an eerie silence around me with the silence of the strange man, what was different was that my heart was as manic as a flower, and countless emotions and doubts were surging and stirring in my chest, and my brain, which had finally recovered with great difficulty, hurt again under this huge amount of information. I rubbed my temples and stumbled back to the bed, trying to make sense of what I had heard in just a few tens of seconds, but after a few struggles, I had to give up on the strange content of its words and the plausibility of these events. All in all, it's clear that it shouldn't be hostile to me.

Although it is undeniable that I did feel a little sick to my stomach when I heard it halfway through, but this life is also a continuation of it, and it sounds like it is really doing my best for me, maybe I should let go of my prejudices?

Thinking about it, I looked between my fingers at the strange man sitting across from me, who was also watching me with interest—between the cysts that shook from his forehead.

"Damn!"

I scolded secretly, but after all, I couldn't help but look away, and began to observe the furnishings in the house in a relaxed way, after all, from the time I woke up to now, I really had the time and mentality to do these things.

"Huh?"

Soon, I noticed something unusual, as if there was something hidden in the strange interweaving of colors on the walls. I got up slowly, squinting my eyes and cautiously walked to the wall, the light was even more useless at this time, I could only roughly see that it was a sign painted with red paint—inside the blistering and faded ring, several straight horizontal lines interlaced to form a head that resembled some kind of bird, and at different angles, it looked like a twisted Greek letter,

"Omega, or ......?"

I muttered to myself, still uncertain, as the years had made the already scribbled pattern even more obscure.

"Oh? That's from the people who came here before. ”

The strange man, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, but his tone was significantly lower.

"Well, he said he would be back."

"Is this the person you're talking about the same one ten years ago?"

I asked tentatively.

"yes!"

The strange man slapped his thigh, and his bloated body shook with the slap,

"Hey, he's been here for so long that I can't remember the last time I added new ingredients. It's a pity, it's a pity that one day he suddenly said something, 'He's back!' ''The audience can't wait!'' And then left this symbol, and walked away without looking back. I've been looking for it, I've been looking for it for a long time, but really, he's just gone, gone......"

Even if I couldn't see the strange man's expression, I could hear the sadness that this so-called "other" felt when he left, based on the emotion that flowed from time to time in his words.

"Then the person you are talking about, do you remember his name?"

I asked subconsciously, not wanting to hear any earth-shattering answers, not caring what the man's name was, just wanting to continue the conversation and listen to him spit out any key clues, that's all.

But the strange man suddenly stopped all his movements, stared at me at a very unnatural angle, and the dim glow cut its deformed body into a jumble of silhouettes, leaving only a pair of eyes that were so red that they pierced through the black and white patchwork air like a sharp edge, and he spoke slowly, his tone serious to the point of comical,

"Of course, how could I forget, I had never heard such a strange name, and I remembered it as soon as he opened his mouth, and I even remember that he said to me with a smile that his name was-

Jue. ”