Fall, fall, is the feeling of falling,

The cool breeze of "whoosh~whoosh~" is slapping my face, reminding me that I am still real, when there is pain in my back and stuffiness in my chest, I have been in close contact with the grass, but the contact is not a long-lost pleasure, but full of suspicion.

When I sat up slowly and opened my eyes, I saw the gray walls and red tiles, and I saw the blood flowing.

I smelled the smell of blood. When I looked up, a round of new teeth hung diagonally in the sky, cold and clean.

When I looked at the many domed buildings in front of me, they were tall and majestic. When I look into the distance, the withered and sparse flowers alternately intertwine, telling of the death and withering of the past.

When it all came together, I saw a picture of the Renaissance. Beautiful and desperate where is this, why am I here, and who am I.

Looking at the unfamiliar clothes, the toned body. Ask yourself from time to time

"Am I the owner of this shell?" When I caught a glimpse of a fountain in front of me, my footsteps seemed to be freed from the shackles of my brain, and I took a leap to the edge of the spring, and under the reflection of this calm water, I carefully observed my face, groping for this angular and natural resolute face.

Is this me, is this one called?

The "young" guy gave me a gift, handsome appearance, strong and toned body? I hypocritically thank it for its gift.

But one called

The guy who "remembers" always reminds me inadvertently

"Shouldn't I be in the board game, why did I come to this manor, dark and evil. Beautiful and mysterious".

Tom~~, this sound interrupted my thoughts, and suddenly a figure fell down in front of me, my face suddenly felt hot, after wiping it with my fingers, it was sticky and smooth, as for the eyes and nose, it was bright red and smelly, this is blood, blood with questions.

My feet began to tremble and I fell backwards. Tom~~ There was another loud bang, and I didn't have time to think, when I was suddenly knocked down by a huge black shadow.

The water splashed, and when I came back to my senses, the corner of the fountain had been shattered, only one centimeter of a centimeter, and it turned out that death was so close to me.

"That's a sniper bullet," a husky male voice said.

"Where is this, where am I?" I asked in amazement.

"If you see the woods in front of you, run in and say, try not to run in a straight line, the hunters are locking us." The man said.

"Tom" again, I pressed it without thinking

The "Z" ran to the woods, and I found that in this world, only by entering the woods could I escape the hunt and understand what was happening.

As I was about to slip into the woods, I was hit hard. An unfamiliar breath wafted towards me, the smell of sweat, the kind of sweat that was suddenly released after a few days, and its owner must be a fat man.

"I'm sorry, friend, I didn't stop by inertia," said a man with oily hair and small ears and ran to my left. "Dead fatty, what are you doing, if it weren't for my big feet, my body would have been knocked over by you a long time ago, looking for death." I shouted angrily

"I told you, Brother Kai didn't mean it, you're wordy," a suffocating voice shouted. I didn't bother after that, for the woods grew darker and darker as I ran.

The sharp branches became denser and denser, like countless wild beasts scratching at me with their sharp claws, and the scratched places were constantly complaining to my brain of its pain and dissatisfaction.

Running and running. I realized how lonely I was, accompanied only by the sound of gurgling water, accompanying me through this deep darkness