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The fire was blazing, and the curtains and sheets were burning...... Engulfed everything in it, mixed with the sound of "crackling" burning, the heat, climbing wildly, the smoke gathered where the tongue of fire swept through, blackened the white ceiling, the faucet of the kitchen sink dripped dripping, but even the perimeter of the dry pool was gradually surrounded by fire, flames, engulfing every inch of the room, spreading, out of control.

Here it is......

I stood stunned in the middle of the room, staring wide-eyed at the raging flames around me.

The firelight swept up the walls, crazily encroaching on every inch of space, the bright light of the fire stung my eyes, and the suffocating heat wave enveloped me layer by layer, like a pair of invisible hands about to suffocate me. The smoke blurred my vision, I coughed and took a step back, my skin burning from the heat of the flames, and I lowered my cheek and buried my cheek in my bent elbow.

Sting.

Something in the deepest part of my memory seemed to be ignited by this flame, burning, aching.

I gritted my teeth and clawed at my hair, trying to wipe away the pain from deep in my brain.

Damn it!

"Crackle-"

Walls, window frames, tabletops, bed sheets......

Every inch of combustibles was gradually burned by the flames in a row, and the flames jumped, revealing their hideous faces the moment they touched the combustibles, roaring and devouring them, light, heat, and smoke, turning everything they touched into ashes.

"Ahem......"

The black smoke inhaled into my nose caused me to cough incessantly, and the oxygen in the room was burned out little by little, and each time the inhaled gas was cloudy, with a small floating dust, I covered my nose and mouth, and fell to the ground, looking at this small room helplessly, surrounded by flames, the only door was surrounded by thick smoke, and the flames jumped on the light door frame, burning the hard door panel black.

Escape!

The thought crossed my mind, and I staggered to my feet, lowered my body and rushed to the burning door.

"Bang-"

The burning door was slammed open in an instant, and I felt a burning pain in my shoulder, and I fell to the ground and rolled a few times to catch the flames in my shoulder.

"Ahem......" I coughed and looked up.

A small living room, the fire is worse than in the room, the smoke has completely covered the ceiling, the window on the left side is closed, the window frame has been blackened by smoke, the flames are burning in every corner of the living room, sofas, bookcases, TV...... The burning wires burst with electric light, the flames rolled up the curtains, and the ashes fell to the blackened ground, and the air was filled with a thick smell of burning, and my eyes were blurry, and in a hurry, I saw what seemed to be a figure in the center of the room.

I lowered my body and crawled a few steps forward, squinting my eyes through the dark gray smoke to see a man sitting on the ground with his back to me. The flames swept up the wooden dining table beside him, burning wildly, the bright yellow flames engulfing the floor, and the man sat in the fire but did not move.

He's crazy?!

"Hey! It's on fire, run! ”

The smoke instantly filled my mouth, choking my throat for a while, and I lowered my head and coughed on the ground, choking on tears.

I looked up, only to see that he was still sitting there.

"Hey! Run! ”

He had his back to me, still motionless.

Damn it.

I wiped the tip of my nose, and the snot was dusty and grayish-black.

Is this guy crazy?!

Billowing smoke and a sea of fire, I gritted my teeth, took a deep breath, stood up and ran towards him.

When I got closer, I realized it was a girl.

Thin figure, wearing a knitted jacket, her hair casually tucked behind her head with a headband, her body was surrounded by thick smoke, which made the outline of her body a little blurred, the firelight chilled her brown hair, the scorching temperature, the heat wave, it was close at hand, but she seemed to be unaware, just sat with her back to me, her hands hanging between her legs, looking at the wall engulfed by flames.

"Do you want to be burned?!"

I leaned down and yelled at her.

She didn't react at all.

"It's on fire here! Are you crazy?! I reached out and pressed it on her right shoulder.

As if sensing the movement around her at last, she turned her face to me and stared blankly.

As if I had been caught in lightning, I stopped breathing for a moment.

fingers, involuntarily clenched her fists.

The girl looked up at me blankly, a few strands of hair hanging down the sides of her cheeks, a pair of brown eyes that seemed to have been stripped of life, and her lips were stained with blood, as if she had bitten out the blood.

…… You've seen her.

A certain voice said in a deep voice.

The flames, jumping, the flames, illuminated her face.

I let go of my hand a little and took a step back.

Fear, surprise, a moment of cold despair swept over.

Oh, yes.

I've seen her.

In a dream, in a mirror.

I've seen it, what I look like.

“！”

Instantly open your eyes and sit up.

A moment of fear grabbed my throat.

I breathed heavily with my eyes open, my chest rising and falling violently.

Dazed, panicked, cold sweat left down the corners of his forehead, his heart was beating rapidly, and it seemed that he was about to rush out of his chest in the next second.

In the quiet reading room, my rapid breathing was a little abrupt.

My mind went blank and I went for a few seconds.

Somewhat stunned, the harsh morning light grazed the black latticework and poured onto the windowsill, illuminating the circular reading room. The fire that had been burning overnight had been extinguished, and only a pile of black ashes remained in the center of the reading room. The others slept on the table or in the chairs, breathing evenly and occasionally with a hint of dreams, their eyes closed as if they were still immersed in their dreams.

Thoughts, little by little, returned to reality from Fang Cai's dream.

I remembered what happened yesterday, kidnappings, murders, corpses, zombies, blood letters on glass windows......

Reality, it seems, is no more optimistic than dreams.

I lowered my head slightly, the tips of my hair drenched in sweat and hanging down the sides of my cheeks.

It's so real......

I bit my lower lip and rubbed my aching head.

Numbness, confusion, confusion, layering.

Negativity and frustration unconsciously entangle the frightened heart.

You can still feel the heat of the flames on your cheeks.

I coughed a little, and I seemed to feel the choking of smoke as I inhaled.

A white handkerchief was silently handed to the eyes.

I followed the white handkerchief and black sleeves, and I raised my eyes to meet James's kind gaze. He bowed slightly, his golden sideburns were gray under the brim of his black hat, and the corners of his eyes were densely wrinkled, but the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, revealing his meticulous style.

"It's just a nightmare." He reassured in a calm voice.

I hesitated for a moment, then took the handkerchief.

"Thank you."