You've probably all had the experience that when you reach out and fumble in the dark, there are two things that are the most scary to touch, except for the things that move. One is something soft and elastic, and the other is something slimy and wet.

From a psychological point of view, the explanation should be based on the most primitive survival instinct of people, one is the sense of threat brought by another life form, and the other is the result of the harm caused by this danger, corpses and blood!

In the small space, I pinched a wet strip of cloth, cold sweat broke out on my back, and my heart had already reached my throat. I could even feel an astringent sound in my cervical spine and an itch under my feet, as if something was about to rush up and bite my foot down.

I pulled it bravely, and the rope was not heavy, but the weight of a wet cloth strip. After listening carefully, there was no movement, and the demagogic silence did not appear again.

I cleared my throat to give myself courage, and pushed my feet against the walls on both sides to move on. After a few steps, he suddenly kicked into the air. I screamed, and my body fell violently, and I went down the bend in an instant. I was about to fall, but fortunately, I grabbed the strip of cloth quickly and stopped the fall with such a small thing.

My head hit the wall of the cave, my hand was strangled and painful, and I felt miserable hanging from such a small strip of cloth.

There was a lot of space around, and there was a faint bit of wind, so I wrapped the rope around my feet twice, and with one free hand, I turned on the flashlight and shone around.

It was full of stones, like a crack in the belly of the mountain, and I was hanging three or four meters in the air, and I had to be more than four meters away. The rope is wet and hard to use, and I'm afraid I won't be able to climb up.

I followed the trend of the crack to shine in the past, this kind of police flashlight is mainly used in the city, the lumens are not very large, in this darkness only illuminated more than 200 meters before it was submerged, the countless small crystals on the rocks within the eye reflect the light of the flashlight, the light and shadow are colorful and beautiful.

I didn't expect that there was such a place not far below our prison, which was really unique. I couldn't help but admire in my heart, almost forgetting my situation.

But a very serious problem is in front of me! Things are getting complicated, where does this crack lead? What's inside? Liu Dongxi went in that direction, and even did he come down? Now in this situation, do I continue to chase or go back the way I came?

I tried to calm myself down and figure out where I was first.

The first is that I am hanging from a rope of unknown origin, the second is that my target Liu Dongxi is missing, and finally, this environment is completely unfamiliar to me, and I don't even know how long the rope can last.

I bit the flashlight and looked at the rope in my hand, which was obviously a rope twisted out of the cloth strips of prison clothes, exuding the smell of prisoners and urine.

Urine smells! Damn, I almost let go of my hand, and the feeling that the rope is wet is because Liu stuff peed on it, it should be to increase the strength of the rope, and I was scared like that just now, this dog's bladder is really developed enough.

It smells bad, but you don't have to worry about the rope breaking. So I hung on a foul-smelling rope and continued to think about what to do next.

After thinking about it, I decided not to go back. Not to mention anything else, Liu Dongxisheng wants to see people and corpses, and the prisoners I am in charge of have disappeared so inexplicably, I can't get over it in my heart.

The feet are three or four meters high from the ground, which is similar to climbing upwards, but the rope is wet and slippery and not suitable for climbing, but the rope under the feet is more than a meter, and it is far easier to go down than to climb up. I think that's the real reason why I made this decision. What I thought could be accomplished in a simple walk became so complicated, and the repeated changes and mental shocks pushed me to make a choice in an easier direction.

I finally took a look around, slowly sliding down, and finally let go of my hand and fell freely, and I easily stood still.

The feeling of standing on the ground is countless times better than the feeling of hanging in the air. I stomped my feet, and the ground was solid, not the slightly reddish-brown rocks that are common in mining areas, but deep black granite. I quickly tidied up my belongings, tucking my trouser legs into my hiking boots while thinking about which direction to go.

I took out the police pass, and as I thought, there was no signal. I took a look at the electronic compass on it and the compass on my flashlight, and the surroundings didn't affect the mechanical compass. The whole mountain crack is east-west, and the trend is slightly downward from east to west. It looks like it should be naturally formed, and the sides are relatively neat, with no obstruction, and it is clear at a glance.

Which direction did Liu Dongxi go? I looked back and forth on the ground and the mountain wall, trying to find some traces. Unfortunately, there were hard stones all around, and it was difficult to leave traces or anything, so I slipped back and forth around several times, and found no clues.

Leaning against the mountain wall, a wave of chagrin came to my heart, and I looked up at the three-story roof and the smooth mountain wall above my head, and secretly regretted that I couldn't go back at this time.

At this time, a different reflection on the ground jumped and immediately attracted my attention. I walked over to the place, and it was a small hole that reflected the multicolored light. The stubble is very fresh, it should be a geode that has been poked.

I started looking around the hole and made a quick discovery. There are a lot of imperceptible traces within a few steps of walking forward from here, either a little white line, or a little small crystal that has been knocked off, dotted with stars, all the way to the west.

As soon as I saw this, I had a plan in my heart, it seems that this kid is walking with a tool to dig a hole, and several finger muscles in his left foot have atrophied, and he usually walks not very steadily, and he always has to take a crutch when he has something in his hand.

Rejoicing, I felt the upper hand for the first time, lifted my spirits, and followed the trail.

The crack is oblique downward, and the angle is a little subtle, and the angle of leaning forward seems to be just enough to offset some of the strength under your feet, making you feel like you want to run but don't dare to run, and it is extremely difficult to walk. I tried to keep the rhythm of my steps and looked around. This crack is not very wide, about five or six meters, but it is relatively uniform all the way.

After walking for a short time, the excitement of the beginning had passed, and a kind of fear gradually welled up in my heart.

Everyone should have had this experience, being in this confined space, facing the darkness that the flashlight can't penetrate, this loneliness will naturally transition into crankiness and fear. I couldn't help but think of some of the cave exploration movies I had seen before, in which the human-like monsters seemed to be snooping in the dark, jumping into the light at any moment.

Fortunately, the crack line is still relatively smooth, and there is no place to hide. There are a lot of guys in their hands, and the police flashlight used now is all steel waterproof, and it is heavy with an attack head, and it is absolutely uncomfortable to be hit. I shook the stick away with my right hand, and the sound of steel grinding against each other filled the silent space with a sense of violence and murder, calming my terrified heart.