We looked at this spiraling light for a long time, unable to speak.

"Can we go back?" Tryty was in a trance.

Inexplicably came to a post-apocalyptic world, surrounded by many monsters and born and died, in the face of a dizzying strange situation, people who were originally strangers were forced to gather together to fight for their lives, many people died, and those who survived were covered with scars. Like an absurd opera, incomprehensible cause and effect run throughout, where does the hand that manipulates fate come from?

Tomie and I have only been in this world for a day, but everything we have experienced seems to be filling up ordinary lives.

All of this came to an end in a violent explosion.

I also thought about what kind of ending awaited me, and I decided not to flinch even in the face of a desperate situation, but when the end appeared in front of me, I only felt that I was suddenly daydreaming.

An inexplicable beginning, an abrupt end.

The light that crosses this spiral will forget everything that happened in this world. Although it will be treated as a missing person with amnesia, it will be nothing more, as if it never happened, and continue to live an ordinary and warm life.

Suddenly my heart was bred with melancholy joy and sorrow, stirring together and becoming a blank.

In the silence, the eerie corridor seemed to breed a faint warmth in the light.

"That's the end of it?" Tomie said uncertainly.

Her goggles and mask disappeared at some point, and a feeling of unfinished loss gradually appeared on her face, which quickly disappeared again, just smiling calmly. She took off her helmet and threw it on the ground, shouldering her axe as if she were ready to go again.

"Forget it, that's not bad." She said.

"Just walk in and go back?" Triti looked at the priest.

The priest nodded, emphasizing once again that if he went back, he would forget everything.

"It's good to forget." Tridy smiled complicatedly as she said to us, "I decided to go back, what about you?" Let's go together, anyway, both ends of this place have collapsed, and you can't get out at all. ”

"I have some other things." The priest shook his head and rejected her offer.

But what can you do if you stay? How much effort does it take to get through this tunnel? He was also nowhere to be seen with food. But what the priest wants to do must be penetrated by his will. His face was calm, without any hesitation.

A person like the priest must have survived in this apocalyptic world for an unknown amount of time, and he must have his own way. Thinking so, no one tried to persuade anymore.

"I'll go back too." I said to Tomie, "What about you?" ”

"It's all the same, but if Achuan goes back, I'll go back too." Tomie said, showing a look of regret: "I don't know where Achuan is studying, maybe I will meet it in reality, but unfortunately I probably can't remember what you looked like at that time." ”

When she said that, I also felt a little sad. Although we didn't get along for a long time, we experienced unusual adventures together and were companions who supported each other. However, it is sad that these precious memories and emotions that will be remembered for a lifetime will be forgotten after returning.

"If you write it in your diary, you should be able to read it, right?" I took out the journal and said to the priest, "Will the node disappear soon?" ”

"It's still very stable, and it won't make the jump so quickly." "Do you want to write down your memories with paper and pen?" Maybe it works. ”

"Hasn't anyone tried it before?"

"I don't know."

"Then let's try it." I said to everyone, "I can copy a few more copies, which of you wants?" ”

Tomie and Tridy both looked excited, but the priest dismissed it with the excuse that "if we still have a chance to see it". So I finished the diary and made two copies and handed it to Tomie and Triti. Because he was not good at drawing, he was unable to fulfill Tomie's wish to "illustrate the characters", but he wrote down their contact information.

"When I go back, I will definitely learn to sketch seriously." I wrote this promise in my diary.

The priest also left an email address.

"If you have trouble that you can't handle, you can try to contact this address." "There is no guarantee of validity," the priest said. ”

After all the preparations were made and we were sure that we had no other concerns, the three of us said goodbye to the priest.

Tridy was the first to step into the spiral light, and her figure twisted and vanished like a bucket in a washing machine.

Witnessing this phenomenon, a thought suddenly arose to me, and I burst out laughing. Tomie looked at me strangely.

"Did I mention that when I came in, I saw a six-eyed vicious dog?"

"I said ......"

"Actually, there's another sentence, probably a warning from someone who has entered here. He wrote in cigarette ash: Don't put your hand in the dog's mouth. ”

"So what?"

"I felt like I was being swallowed by that dog, and now I'm pulling it out of my anus."

"It's disgusting, Achuan."

Tomie deliberately made a vomiting appearance and jumped into the spiral light without hesitation.

I followed, as I had come, overwhelmed by the tide of darkness.

End

My consciousness wasn't awake until the darkness receded.

It's like having a long dream, but the actual time that hasn't passed that much may not be.

Once you wake up, your head quickly regains its sobriety.

It's like a clear straight line, and the middle is erased with an adhesive plaster, leaving a black patch.

When I woke up, I found myself in the toilet.

Not any of the toilets in memory. It's not clean, but it's not stained everywhere, and the smell of ammonia isn't strong. The floor is covered with non-slip rubber, which is a damp bright green. The water valve of the toilet is probably broken, and it keeps making the sound of running water.

There was no one in the toilet, and I got up from the ground, my body aching, as if I had only run 10,000 meters the day before.

At this time, I found myself wearing a tattered and bloated garment, soaked with water stains on the ground that had not yet dried, but because of the thick layer, I could not feel the cold and dampness.

The backpack behind him is not a brand-name product, and the handiwork is rough, but it contains a lot of things.

As for what he is doing in this place, he has no clue. No matter how I think about it, the most memorable memory is still when I went into the old toilet at school to smoke.

What happened after that?

This toilet is not any of the toilets in the school.

I just sat on the floor and thought about it, not disgusted at all by the fact that it was the floor of the toilet.

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, and suddenly I want to smoke.

Groping all over the body found only an empty cigarette case.

I took off my bloated coat and found that I was still wearing my school uniform. The school uniform jacket is gone, and the shirt is worn in many places. His hands and feet were tightly bandaged.

It looks like a fight with someone.

The words of my table mates came to mind.

"I heard that some students disappeared in the old toilets."

I remember being in a similar situation when I was smoking in my old toilet at school. Someone had entered the toilet, but they couldn't find it.

And then that's where it is now.

Maybe I'm missing myself. mentioned at the same table that a senior who was found after disappearance also lost his memory. With that in mind, I walked out of the toilet door with everything I had.

Outside, there is a table with a stack of toilet paper and a stand sign that says "one dime at a time".

It turned out to be a public toilet, and the toll collector did not show up.

I pulled out a crumpled ten-dollar dollar from my pocket and bought a pack of Camel cigarettes at a shop not far from the toilet.

Under the clear sky, I smoked quietly and set out on the way home. );