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As soon as I entered the door, I could see the living room on the right, the light brown wallpaper reflected the warm light from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, the pale red carpet lined with the blue sofa, and the small black chandelier swirled on the ceiling.

"I'll pour you a glass of water." Sid said, rubbing my hair, and turned to walk towards the restaurant on the left-hand side.

The small dining room is connected to a long rectangular kitchen with windows ajar and white blinds slightly blocking the light from the potted plants on the windowsill. Sid stepped over the light brown wooden floor in his white slippers, and my eyes fell on the withered flowers in a white vase on the cupboard.

The rod had completely dried up, the remaining two crumpled petals were crumbling, and the white vase was lined with a few withered petals, slightly sad.

Silently stepping on the cold wooden floor, I stood at the end of the corridor facing the door, raised my eyes, and looked at a crayon drawing hanging on the wall at the other end of the corridor, this portrait was the work of a child, the lines outlined by the crayon were a little twisted and trembling, and a pale blue sky was painted in bright colors, under the sky, there was a sheepfold, two lambs and a slightly larger sheep were stopped in the sheepfold, in the sheepfold, a sheep was bitten by the neck of a leopard, half-dragged on the grass, a pair of black eyes stared at the sky, The leopard's eyes were half-squinted, and a strand of blood slipped from the corner of its mouth.

A chill rushed over my spinal cord, and I stepped back, unconsciously pulling my coat.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The sudden ringing of the telephone pierced the silence of the small room, and I followed the ringing to see a white landline on the small counter next to the sofa in the living room.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The phone rang loudly, and I subconsciously took a step towards it, looking back at Sid, who was busy in the kitchen with his back to me.

Sid ......

The boy poured a glass of warm water from a clean glass, as if remembering something, turned around and opened the refrigerator, the faint light of the refrigerator brushed his rough coat, from my point of view, the door of the refrigerator blocked his upper body and side face, he seemed to be muttering something, and I couldn't hear him clearly from a distance.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The phone rang urgently, and my head ached.

I withdrew my gaze and walked over to the couch, was silent for a few seconds, leaned over and picked up the phone.

The phone's icy earpiece touched the warm left ear.

"Hello?"

......Suddenly, a shrill murmur came from the other end of the phone.

I hurriedly pulled the phone away a little, my eardrum ached, and I gritted my teeth and cursed.

Who ****** prank?!

I was about to slam on the phone with a black face, but then a deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"You're still as impatient as ever, Vera Lancelot."

The voice processed by the voice changer was a little distorted, with a mechanical sense of friction, a low and cold tone, but it inadvertently raised the tail note at a certain word, and it sounded as disgusting as a pair of maggot-infested hands touching the stomach wall.

……

It's him.

I was silent and brought the earpiece back to my left ear.

"Congratulations, you survived two rounds of heavenly punishment."

The cold tone on the other end of the phone didn't make any waves, as if it was just announcing an inconsequential result.

“…… Thank you. I sat down silently on the couch next to the phone.

"I guess you must have a lot of questions right now."

I tugged at the corners of my mouth.

"Will you answer, Inquisitor."

"Nourish...... Let's talk about it. On the other end of the line, the Inquisitor's voice was hoarse, sounding like an old-fashioned tape recorder playing back slowly.

I held my breath a little and fixed my eyes on the small TV in front of the living room.

"James and Joanna ......"

"It's out."

“…… I know it's not the real world. ”

"Not really." The Inquisitor paused slightly, "It is impossible for the physical body to switch between different dimensions at any time, but consciousness can. ”

Conscious......

I subconsciously bit my lower lip.

On the other end of the phone, the inquisitor smiled coldly.

"Once consciousness disappears, even if the body is not in this space, the life in reality will cease to exist."

It's true...... Will it die?

Like a hammer slamming into my heart, the hand I placed beside me unconsciously squeezed the couch beneath me.

"What right do you have to kill us?!"

"As I said, you are all burdened with sin, and I am only giving you a chance at redemption before you go to Hell." The judge replied without emotion, "Of course, the choice is yours, some people choose to fall, some people choose to survive, the punishment is not over, everything is happening......"

"Kala-" Suddenly, there was the sound of plates smashing in the kitchen, followed by Sid's chagrin.

After a moment's recollection, I loosened my grip on the couch.

"Inquisitor, ...... about me"

There was silence on the other end of the line, as if the other party was patiently waiting for my next step.

I paused slightly, and with a gloomy face, I spoke: "You said that every participant is burdened with sin, my sin, what is it?" ”

Tick.

The second hand of the white clock on the wall moves an arc.

I stared at the pale red carpet at my feet and held my breath.

In front of me, there seems to be a line that stretches in the darkness, looming and floating, and at the other end of the line is my other self that I have lost.

After a long silence, the voice of the voice changer came again on the other end of the phone.

"Hate." The other party was silent for a long time and replied.

This answer made my mind stagnate.

I narrowed my eyes slightly.

“…… Hate whom? ”

“……”

"Is it the employer of the church kidnapping?" I asked.

After a brief silence, the Inquisitor's snort came from the other end of the line.

"Vera, this is your memory, you need to retrieve it yourself."

"About who you are and where you are."

"and ......"

"Those who flash in every dream."

Every voice of the Inquisitor was like a weight that struck in the depths of my aching mind.

...... in Dreams Person?

I was silent, the dull pain in the depths of my head became more and more obvious, the deliberately concealed memories and the pain that had been uncovered were mixed and rolled, and one moment it seemed like there was a storm in front of me, and after some lightning and thunder surrounded me, the next moment it was as if I had fallen into a suffocating deep sea, struggling to find a trace of oxygen.

"Vera ......"

He could see my dreams......

In an instant, many blurry fragments flashed by.

The vision was hazy, the files of the arsonist I had seen in my dreams, a woman who had been run over by a car, a little girl who claimed to be "Vera", and the female doctor with short blond hair in an office...... Many faces overlapped, half-mouthed, black eyes stared at me, neckless faces flashed and then disappeared into the darkness where they could not reach their fingers, and a feeling of suffocation was choked in my throat with a chaotic sound.

"Vera ......"

My breathing became rapid, my palms were sweating, I hurriedly lowered my head, and a wave of fear swept over me.

Who am I......

Where is it......

The dull pain was becoming more and more pronounced, as if someone was hitting my skull with a hammer.

Who are they......

Those who wave at me, those who want to strangle me......

"Vera!!"

I was shaken vigorously, and I snapped back to my senses, looking up in confusion to meet Sid's dark blue eyes

"Are you okay?" He looked at me anxiously, half-crouched on the couch, his hands on my shoulders.

"I ......"

After a moment of speech, I turned my head slightly and saw that the receiver of the phone had fallen beside me at some point.

Sid raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from my forehead with his sleeve and handed me a glass of warm water.

I obediently took the glass of water with the temperature of his palm, took a silent sip, and handed it back to him.

“…… Are you okay, you looked a little scary just now. The boy looked at me worriedly, took my water, and palpitated.

"Really?" I looked at the boy's blonde hair

The boy nodded honestly.

I silently hooked the corners of my mouth.

"That's because you haven't seen anything more terrifying."

"Something more terrifying?" Sid frowned suspiciously.

I looked at him calmly.

- Right.

- For example, you who mutated into a zombie.

"Ding-dong." The abrupt ringing of the doorbell interrupted Sid, who was about to speak.

He turned slightly to the side and looked in the direction of the door.

"Go open the door." I leaned over and raised my hand to brush the hair on his forehead, slightly messing up the boy's hairstyle.

He turned his head and pinched my face unwillingly.

"Do you call me like a dog?"

"So, do you listen to the call?" I leaned back on the couch and looked at him with an eyebrow.

Sid smiled helplessly, put the cup in his hand on the small cabinet beside him, and obediently got up and walked towards the door

I looked at his tall back, hid the peace in my eyes, and silently picked up the receiver of the phone.

“…… I know you're not hanging. ”

On the other end of the phone, there was a sneer from the Inquisitor.

"You must know who the hired kidnappers are trying to kill me."

"So?"

"I want to know who is trying to kill me." I lowered my voice.

A few steps away, Sid walked behind the door, he raised his hand, leaned sideways and gently grasped the doorknob: "Who?" ”

"The takeout you ordered." On the other side of the door, there was a muffled voice.

The voice......

I looked up in confusion and saw Sid step back and open the door.

"You already have the answer in your mind about your employer." On the other end of the line, the Inquisitor's voice was mechanical and gloomy.

The certainty in his tone stunned me.

"I ......"

I opened my mouth to say something.

"Dut...... Toot ......"

On the other end of the phone, he had already hung up.

"Hey...... We didn't order takeout. Sid's voice came from the doorway.

I put down the phone in silence.

Raising his eyes, his gaze brushed over Sid's shoulder, and he saw a man in a black coat, his head slightly bowed, his hat in his coat, his face slightly shrouded in the shadow of the brim.

Seeing his face clearly, I instantly breathed a little.

"I said yes, yes." The man's deep voice came abruptly, and the next second, he punched Sid on the bridge of his nose, raised his arm and pushed Sid's shoulder, pursed his lips and walked into the room.

When I looked around, I saw me sitting on the sofa in the living room.

It's still the same......

He raised an eyebrow and stood next to Sid, who was gasping for breath with his nose covered, his arms folded around his chest, his chin tightened, and his eyes squinted at me.

I looked into his dark eyes.

Familiar, yet unfamiliar.

"Get out."

He frowned slightly, as if he hadn't heard me.

"Get out."

"That's how you're hospitality?" There was disdain in the other party's tone.

Sid clutched his bloody nose and straightened up, about to question the uninvited guest, but the other party took a step ahead of him and clenched his fist and slammed him in the abdomen.

"God!" Sid gritted his teeth, his face full of twisted pain, and curled up on the ground with his stomach clutched.

The attacker moved his shoulders and pressed his fists as if it were just a small warm-up gesture.

"I'll say it one last time, please get out." I glared at him with a cold face.

He simply walked into the living room, sat on the sofa with his back against the sofa, crossed his legs, and squinted at me.

"Little girl, I haven't seen you for a while, I didn't expect you to become so uneducated."