The silent world is full of threats, how do cheetahs hunt? It will track you and lock you to attack you from a short distance, and it will follow you silently.

Its bite is sharp and deadly. But what is more terrifying than the threat of being hunted is the endless loneliness, and you will lose the courage to survive without friends.

People are social animals, and if you lose your gregariousness, the Grim Reaper will smile at you. As I ran, I remembered everything that had happened here, searching for what I thought was a reasonable explanation.

However, the mind is chaotic, and the physical tiredness and psychological uneasiness are like a rippling river.

I slipped with a pop, and my overdrawn body was no longer willing to get up, and just as I had lost hope and fighting spirit, a glimmer of stars appeared in front of me.

It's a card, it's a card called a card

The tarot card of the "lover", only my kind will drop or leave it, and there is my kind in front of me to find him.

When I got back up and looked at this one again

"Lovers". A slight knocking sound broke the silence. I immediately put my hand on my neck and took a few steps forward, if something tapped you on the shoulder in the forest, please protect your head and neck and turn back, there is a legend that the wolf will bite you on the neck when you turn back.

"Can you give me back this tarot card?" a crisp and delicate voice broke the silence. I looked for the voice and turned around, and a delicate face appeared before me, and although the face was covered with a little dirt, the delicate smile could not hide the fact that it was beautiful.

She had blood-stained bandages on her hands, she had a somewhat disheveled dark purple hair, she wore a bloodstained shirt on her body, and she was wearing tight jeans with only half a trouser leg, the left trouser leg was cut, and there was a not-so-deep scar on her fair thigh.

As I looked at her closely, she reached out to me and asked for it

"Lovers". All that was left of the arm in front of him was a crystal-tipped necklace, scarlet scars. I asked

"Is this yours, what secrets does this tarot card have?"

"It's mine, it's my concern, my patronus," she said awkwardly. I will subsequently

The "lover" gave her and asked about the estate.

"She is a doctor of occult in an ancient site search, came to an underground religious tomb group, but unexpectedly, the tomb group was originally a stone structure, but when the stone door was opened, what she saw was not a stone, but a road paved with red dragon-like flowers, accompanied by a refreshing fragrance, when she walked into the tomb, she felt peaceful, and then she began to fall, falling rapidly. Tom. There was a splash of water around her, and the cold, unusually cold hit her body. Her whole body was covered in water, and she couldn't lift her head when she tried to, and she almost drowned. As she broke free from the water and looked out of the room, a wail rang out, and a red, viscous liquid slowly trickled into the bathroom. Fear, inexplicable fear accompanied by the blood slowly churning. In an instant, she seemed to see herself, and she pressed with her hands

"Screwing" yourself, the pain is real. Is this a dream? She didn't know. However, she can only wake up when she dies in a dream, but how many people have the courage to die that?

Gradually, three curses came from outside the bathroom. Someone, she didn't want to sink into the illusion of fear anymore, she asked for help, she wanted to know why she was here.

"Girl, you guys fought with you",

"Queen, spare my life, I don't want to die, I don't want to die",

"Don't come, don't come, ah~~",

"And then," I asked curiously. She later collapsed in a pool of blood and fainted. When she woke up, three people watched her, probing her snort.

A tall, skinny Sven calm. A young and beautiful body with a well-proportioned body and a swishing voice. There is also a lewd and indifferent thief eyebrow.

It's so iconic, but

"Who am I?" will they be the same as me, doubting themselves. This strange face, unfamiliar body, inexplicable dress.

It's like a traffic jam on an elevated highway, you don't know what's going on in front of you, how much time it will be congested, all you can do is wait, wait for it to be dredged.

Suddenly, the sound of a collapse behind him sounded, one after the other, accompanied by a breath of threat, anger, and death.

"Hurry up," I yelled anxiously, taking the girl's hand and running forward······.