Over here...... Where is it?

I opened my eyes slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The body, as if floating in mid-air, above the clouds, half a meter away from the space shrouded in darkness, not far ahead, from the darkness faintly emerged a snake, reflective snake scales, gold and black snake body, it coiled its body, writhing softly, poking out of the darkness, two eyes like blood-colored gems, open mouth, spit core, it bit its own tail, the body surrounded, forming a ring structure.

I just watched it spin, its red eyes lifeless......

The body, as if restrained and fixed by invisible shackles.

I was like a marionette, just fixed in mid-air, opening my mouth, but unable to utter a word.

The snake swallowed its head and tail sent a chill down my spine, and I struggled to break free from the feeling of restraint that came from nowhere.

An inexplicable sense of closure engulfs fear, like the layers of darkness that envelop me.

I want to scream.

But there was only a hoarse wind in his throat.

It's as empty as the wind blows into a hollow skeleton......

[Don't be afraid......

It was like a voice, coming slowly from the darkness.

I paused slightly, trying to hear where the sound was coming from.

Who is it?

[I've always been by your side......]

Suddenly, the darkness that surrounded the body appeared little by little, like a candle flame, one, two, three...... The pale yellow points of light, like a galaxy, floating, flashing, gathering, gradually illuminating the darkness, I originally fell into the cold darkness, involuntarily stretched out my arm, fluorescence fell in the palm of my hand, quietly melted, like a falling snowflake, but the moment it touched the palm was so light and soft, in an instant, it turned into a shallow fluorescence, weakened, disappeared......

It's so warm......

Surrounded by such warmth, I closed my eyes, felt every strand of my hair floating, felt the more and more familiar temperature next to my cheeks, and some blurry images gradually came to mind, winter, snow, warm sun, cabin in the woods, the small fireplace with a firewood fire sitting around my family, the temperature of hot cocoa handed by my mother, the tenderness in my father's conversation and laughter, the little snoring of a Labrador sleeping on the carpet......

So familiar......

Let's go back......

A voice urged, I pursed the corners of my mouth, the consciousness of my body gradually woke up from my slumber, my fingers trembled slightly, I felt my body shaking slightly, frowned, I opened my eyes full, and my vision gradually focused from the initial blur.

The surroundings were a little dim, the white pillars on both sides seemed to be receding, and my head, which had just woken up from a deep sleep, had not yet completely shaken off the dream, I snorted and subconsciously rubbed my eyes.

"Awake?"

The man's deep voice came from my ears, and I felt it close to me, and I frowned, and found myself lying on a man's back, his cheek against his tweed jacket, and my other hand on his right shoulder.

I turned my head slightly, my head froze for a moment, I just felt that the shoulders were so wide, the temperature passed to me through his clothes, this temperature caused a small ripple in the bottom of my heart, and then spread little by little, an inexplicable sense of familiarity came, as if it was the seed of a memory that had been lost for a long, long time, and finally broke through the soil at this moment, bathed in the sun and bloomed on the ground at my feet.

"Who are you?" I moved slightly, and the man was carrying me down a dark hallway.

My gaze brushed over his ear and rested on the side of his face. His body was strong, and he was carrying it like this, and you could feel the tight muscles under his black t-shirt. Black complexion, no hair, his gaze has always fallen on the end of the light-filled corridor in front of him, methodically stepping on the cold floor tiles, the silent corridor, the sound of "da-da" footsteps is the only sound.

He didn't reply, but it made me even more suspicious.

I remember hiding in a small confessional before I fell unconscious, and a moment before I lost consciousness, I saw someone open the door of the confessional, he was standing against the light, the light brushed his shoulder, and my last memory stayed on the way he leaned over. At that moment, for some reason, there was an indescribable sense of familiarity in my heart, but it carried a heavy sadness, and the fear that enveloped all the senses was like the ice and snow in early spring being melted little by little.

Eventually, I sank into a dream, a very warm dream.

Why did he save me?

I opened my mouth to ask.

"When you wake up, go on your own, you're heavy."

He stopped and unceremoniously put me down, I didn't stand still, staggered for a moment, stood still against the wall next to me, raised my eyes, I found that he was more than 1.8 meters tall, so I had to raise my head to meet his gaze.

That's when I really saw what he looked like.

The majestic posture, under the broad forehead, the black eyebrows, and a pair of eyes as deep as an eagle, faintly revealed a certain firmness that I could not read. There are some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and the stubble on his chin is not shaved very clean. His coat, pants, and boots were all black, like a fighter hidden in the dark, and his outfit was as crisp as his style. The sunlight from the window on the right illuminated the side of his face slightly, and I noticed that he had a scar on his sideburns on the right sideburn.

He looked at me with a wary look on his face with a frown.

This doesn't seem to be the expression that you should have when facing a life-saver......

"Who are you? Why save me...... "I'll have a direct showdown.

In a world where I didn't know anything about it, I couldn't let my guard down, especially after a reckless experience that nearly killed me.

Without answering my question, he quietly pulled out a pistol from his waist and threw it at me.

I couldn't react, and I hurriedly caught the heavy gun with both hands.

"Next time, don't be stupid enough to lock yourself in a small place."

Throwing down a sentence, the man walked forward without looking back.

With a gust of wind.

My eyes stopped at the gun, which still had two letters engraved on it - AG.

He also gave it to me......

But......

Does this gun really shoot bullets?

I looked at the pistol with a frown.

Well, the biggest help it has helped me so far is that it actually played the role of a firewood stick, and a "stick" broke the mandible of the attacker. I suddenly had a strange thought: wouldn't it be better if I had a rifle in my hand? Because then I can attack a little bit more, just because the gun is longer.

Strange brain circuits.

Even he laughed dumbly.

"Dash...... Da ......"

Feeling the footsteps weaken a little, I looked up and saw that he had distanced himself from me.

Putting the gun back at my waist, I chased after it.

"Hey, wait a minute......

How should I choose now?

If you don't know anything about this church, how do you find the [church library]?

Regardless, I've decided not to ask any more humans who might be aggressive.

Having learned my lesson, I began to learn to be more cautious.

I followed the man's footsteps, his steps were steady, perhaps because of his height, and every step was big. I had to quicken my pace to get behind him, looking at his cheek and figuring out what he was thinking.

He was silent, pursed his lips.

The deep eyes are like a bottomless lake.

Even the brightest light can't penetrate the depths of the bottom.

I looked at him secretly and thought.

Although the man is unidentified and suspicious. But indisputably, he saved me, and from his size, he was a great meat shield! He once used a pistol to break the lock of the confessional, which means that he was armed and had a certain lethality. Calm and methodical, every step he takes, every action seems to be in his own plan, there is no need for superfluous explanations, the aura of a completely strong person, following such a person, at least it is much better than fighting alone.

I made a secret decision.

For the next few minutes, I was in a one-man show......

"Who are you?"

Silent.

"Where are you going now?"

Silent.

"Do you know where the church library is?"

Silent.

……

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and I followed him without saying anything, looking for a breakthrough.

His eyes were always looking ahead, and we walked around a corner, in front of which was a corridor with floor-to-ceiling windows, the breeze gently sweeping, carrying the smell of earth, and the bright sunlight shining on the empty corridor, if it were not for the glare of blood on the walls, the atmosphere here would have been like a quiet and harmonious resting place in the afternoon.

"Why did you save me?"

My words froze in the air, and I didn't get any answer.

I got angry, ran a few steps around him, stretched out my arms in front of him, and put on a confrontational expression.

"Answer me, who are you!"

Serious face!

He stopped and lowered his eyes to look at me, as if he had just noticed my presence.

The picture is a little awkward, and I want to block a big man who is more than 1.8 meters tall.

I glanced at his arm, the thick biceps, confident that it had the strength to break my elbow in one fell swoop.

Looking directly at him with a puff of breath, he stared at me silently, as if wondering whether there was any point in answering my question, or whether it would be easier to throw me out.

I swallowed slightly, and out of the corner of my eye I noticed the bulging of his coat at the waist - a gun.

I hope I don't die at the hands of a murderer, but get shot in the head by him.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

None of us spoke.

Wide-eyed staring.

“…… Little girl, I will only answer you two questions. ”

After a few seconds, he finally spoke.

This compromise was somewhat unexpected.

I lowered my arm, raised an eyebrow, and waited for his next step.

"Andrew Gray, my name." He paused slightly, as if to give me time to react, "The place I'm going to right now is the church library, you can choose to follow me, or, turn around now and be eaten by those zombies in some corner that no one knows about, it will tear at your skin, gnaw at your bones, pull out your internal organs, maybe it will hurt a little, bear with it." ”

Andrew calmly stated the words that made his scalp tingle.

It turns out that those things are called zombies......

The smell of blood seemed to linger on the tip of my nose, and my back was cold.

Raising his eyes, he easily bypassed me in the way.

Feeling the slight air flow driven by his passing shoulders, behind me, his footsteps faded away, and I was still stunned in place.

He gave me a multiple-choice question.

Keep up with him and probably live.

Without him, the probability of death is about 90 percent.

Cunning!

I gritted my teeth, turned around and trotted to catch up with the man named Andrew.