That is not dead which can eternal lie

And with strange aeons even death may die

The dead do not rest in peace forever

Wondrous eternal calamity does not end in death

- "The Call of Cthulhu," by Lovecraft

Where am I?

I took a breath of fear. Cold wind poured in from all directions, and the hazy remnant sun hung upside down in the air.

In front of me was a wall, and the iron ladder on the wall was wet with sweat from my hands.

Why did I come here all of a sudden? I was still in class half a day ago......

When I tried to think about what happened in between, I felt a splitting headache and a flustered heart.

I looked around, trying to see some clues. Slowly, I recognized it. On the side of the façade of the school building, a long, vertical iron ladder leads to the roof of the annex building, which is used by air-conditioning maintenance workers to climb.

Why...... Will I climb this iron ladder?

The cold wind was howling, and I saw the iron ladder vibrating slightly in front of me, so I instinctively looked down—a girl was shivering not far from my feet. She looked at me in horror, her face covered in dirt and blood.

“……”

She seemed to be saying something, but her torn lips trembled with fear, and she couldn't speak.

At this time, the iron ladder shook even more rapidly. I suddenly realized that the tremors were coming from the top of my head, so I slowly looked up, blood trickling from my hair, my head hurt, and the world in front of me was stained red with blood.

In the red, I saw "that" crawling towards me quickly......

Distorted, pale, fleshy ......

This visual impact instantly reminded me of everything - in just half a day, the "world" is no longer the original world, and the "we" are no longer the original us. And it all seemed to start from that torn dawn......

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