Miss Crawford felt that she had really reached her limit, and what she saw in the last scene, whether it was a hallucination or not, still made her completely relaxed at once.

So, the tense nerves loosened, and her consciousness began to sink in the seemingly endless ocean of darkness—

Nothing is known, nothing is cared for, nothing is remembered.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she suddenly felt that the darkness around her consciousness had all disappeared, and all kinds of strange and familiar scenes appeared in front of her.

The high ceilings shrouded in darkness, and the originally spacious hall was filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items, many of which were covered with a layer of tarpaulin, making it look very strange and eerie in the gloomy environment.

Cabinets, tables, chandeliers, and even a small window at the end of the hallway...... all gave her a familiar feeling, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

What is this place? Why did you come here?

The feeling that it should be extremely familiar, but it seems quite unfamiliar because of distant memories made Miss Crawford frown tightly, and she almost subconsciously reached out and touched her back, but felt empty.

- No longbows, no quivers, no AK47 assault rifles, nothing.

She looked down at her waist and saw that the Climbing Axe wasn't there, and even some of the special values in her vision that had been displayed due to illusion interference were gone, which made her feel quite insecure.

But at this moment, there was a deafening and unforeseen thunderclap outside, and the small window at the end of the corridor was suddenly illuminated by thunder.

Startled, Miss Crawford turned to look over, only to find that in an instant, the surrounding scenery had changed again.

……

The space seemed to be shattered by a mirror, and countless dense cracks appeared.

Then the debris began to peel off, revealing a new view behind it. In just a few seconds, the dim hall and corridor suddenly turned into a sunny courtyard.

There was a hammock hanging between the two trees beside her, and a target hung from the tree not far away, on which several arrows were stuck crookedly. There is also a sand pit next to it, with a children's toy shovel stuck in the sand and a small bucket.

Outside the shade of the trees, the weather was bright and good, and the sun was shining down.

The courtyard is quite spacious and open, and there are various slides and walkways further away, and the fence is covered with green vines. An old, ornate tall mansion stands on the other side of the wall.

However, even such a strange change did not make Laura appear any vigilant and nervous, and she immediately remembered what kind of place this was.

This is her home, the home of her childhood, Crawford Manor.

"Laura! Are you in your room?! ”

At this time, from the second floor of the mansion villa, which was the main body of the manor, there was a somewhat bright and familiar baritone from afar, and the tone contained a kind of doting that was mixed with understanding, habit and helplessness.

In an instant, Miss Crawford, who was looking at the surrounding scenery blankly, immediately raised her head and looked in that direction: "Dad-"

Before she could spit out that syllable, she was shocked to find that the bright sunshine, the green shade of the trees, the villa in the distance, and even the entire manor had all disappeared and disappeared.

……

The surroundings were once again darkened corridors, but not the same place they had been.

However, the ceiling is also high, and the dimness in the overly spacious space is also suffocating, and the only light comes from a room at the front of the hallway, through the crack in the door that opens diagonally, there is a dusk light through.

However, as soon as she saw the scene around her, Miss Crawford felt that her mind was booming, and only a blank space remained.

It was the deepest memory of her youth, and it was a nightmare she had never been able to shake off, and all of a sudden she felt as dark as ink and suffocating, and she felt like she couldn't breathe at all.

She was at a loss, her heart was full of panic, but there was nothing she could do to stop her next move, or she couldn't control herself at all.

She could only watch as "herself" looked like a walking corpse, slowly approaching the room in front of her that had opened diagonally with a crack in the door, and slowly reached out to push the door open.

The soft sunlight of the evening slanted in through the window, reflecting the whole study softly and brightly.

There are many large bookcases, glass windows that hold all kinds of cultural relics and antiques, and the facilities in the study are exactly the same as in memory. And the figure of that man-

Laura remembered the last face of the man, her father.

At this moment, his body was lying diagonally on the desk, losing all life, his head hanging down, and he still held a pistol in his hand.

Laura looked at this scene in a daze, and subconsciously opened her mouth, but she couldn't even pronounce a syllable.

……

"Daddy was never there when she was growing up!"

"I'll be back in a month! I promise! ”

"yes, you'll be back in a month, you've said it a few times!"

"Amelia, this matter is very, very important, I can't leave my responsibilities behind, I'm going to ......"

"Every time I say "yes"! Your obsession is ruining this home! ”

"Obsessed? You say I'm obsessed?! ”

"You've missed your daughter's childhood! Because you're always in a tomb on the other side of the world! …… Why can't you value what you already have? ”

……

……

"Hey! Feed! Laura? Laura? ”

A familiar call sounded as if it came from far, far away in the sky, and it seemed to echo in my ears.

Miss Crawford's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she murmured a few low, as if she were still in a dream, not knowing what she was saying.

It took about half a minute before she really began to wake up and slowly opened her eyes.

A clean, softly lit room greeted her and she could smell the disinfectant water in the air, with single-sided beds lined up along one side of the room.

"This ...... Where is this? ”

This unfamiliar environment made Miss Crawford unable to react for a while, and subconsciously muttered to herself.

This must be a ward, she still knows these things, but she can't understand why she is in this place, after all, no matter how you look at the island, there is no such condition, so to speak......

Laura lifted her head slightly from the pillow, looked to the sides, and then her face became a little strange.

On the hospital bed to her left was a short-haired black girl, who was sleeping quietly at the moment, with no tendency to wake up. The hospital bed to her right was a pale young man who was also wearing a hospital gown.

The latter did not lie down, but sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, watched her wake up, and gently showed a bright smile:

"Yo, good afternoon, how are you feeling?"

“……”

“……”

"It feels terrible—" Looking at each other's faces in a daze, slowly remembering everything before, Laura lay back on the hospital bed relaxed again, and let out a long breath, "I feel pain all over my body now." ”

"Excessive overdraft, normal, wait until then it recovers...... Believe me, at that time, both physically and mentally, you will get a considerable improvement. ”

Mo Chen nodded and said as a matter of course.

However, the girl obviously didn't have the heart to pay attention to her own improvement or anything at this time, she just went on to ask a question that she was most concerned about: "What time is it now?" Where are we? ”

"Don't worry, you've only been in a coma for less than a day, we're actually on the rescue team's ship now, but it's not long before the boat starts, and it's estimated that it will take a long time to be able to dock."

Mo Chen sighed, and then began to explain the situation to Laura in a straightforward manner.

"The problems on the island have been solved, at least not anymore for us to worry about...... Sanmantha's condition is worse than yours, but it's not too serious, it just needs to take some time to recuperate......"

"I've taken care of some of the troubles, and no one will know our role in this incident, as long as you don't say it yourself...... You also know what to say and what not to say......"

“……”

Miss Crawford lay on the hospital bed, and listened quietly to the young man next to her, and suddenly felt a sense of peace and tranquility in her heart.

And that's the end of it? There was a feeling of unreality in her heart.

That's fine, at least there won't be any more twists and turns, and no one will be sacrificed.

Hey, wait, why did this guy become a patient just like himself? If it's just to hide people's eyes, even if he pretends to be like Ross and them, it's completely okay, right?

Thinking of this question, she subconsciously supported the hospital bed with the elbows of both hands, trying to make her body sit up, but as soon as she made this action, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It's not that it seems to involve some internal or external injuries, resulting in a sharp soreness and pain that spreads all over the body, and she has been prepared for this for a long time. But as soon as she sat up, she suddenly felt a chill on her cheeks, as if some water was running through it.

She reached out and wiped it haphazardly, and then found herself in tears at some point.

It's just that maybe it's because the discomfort in her body has greatly weakened her perception, and she hasn't had much range of movement before, so she didn't notice it until now.

Miss Crawford wiped away her tears, subconsciously looked to the side, and explained a little overwhelmed: "That...... I don't know...... I was just...... Just had a dream......"

"yes, I know." Mo Chen stared into her eyes, then nodded.

"How could you possibly know......" Miss Crawford muttered in a low voice, feeling that the other party was just trying not to embarrass herself so much, so she was just politely agreeing.

"I really know...... It's a memory of when you were a kid. Mo Chen blinked his eyes and said softly.

“……”

“……”

"You ——!!" Laura turned her head abruptly to look over, there was something incredible and some shame in her eyes, why would this guy know?

He must have taken advantage of the peek at his dream just now! There's a good chance he's capable of doing something like that, and that's really the only explanation Laura can think of.

"This ...... I'm sorry. ”

Mo Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, but he still apologized quite sincerely, but also admitted the correctness of Laura's guess in disguise.

"But I didn't mean to see your dreams just now, it's just that I just noticed that your breath is a little ...... Anyway, you're almost in a vegetative state, and if I don't hold you back, your consciousness will sink to the deepest place......"

Laura subconsciously bit her lip, remembering the voice that had called her back from her nightmare.