Three days passed quickly, and it was not bad to adapt to life here, compared to the feeling of conjecture before, there may only be different places, but for a while I couldn't tell the reason, I could only attribute it to the lack of adaptation. My "reading" program was going well, but on my fourth day on my own, something very strange happened. That day, I woke up from a dream and suddenly felt an unusual disgust in my room, and at first, I thought it was just a chemical reaction in some part of my body, such as nausea or dizziness, so I decided to rinse my face with cold water to stimulate the nerves in my brain and mask the ominous symptoms.

I walked to the mirror next to the door, tried to look at my facial features, and judged what was wrong, after all, most physical discomfort would be reflected in my face, staring at myself in the mirror, for a moment, I only felt that the strange atmosphere in the room suddenly rose, almost suffocating me, and the more I tried to explain where this disgust came from, the more I tried to calm down, the more I wanted to understand, the more I felt this feeling. It may seem absurd to say that there seems to be something in this mirror, or in this room, that scares me inexplicably, but when I get dressed, this oppressive feeling still lingers. Gradually, I couldn't help but shiver and feel the urge to get out of the room as quickly as possible, and the more I tried to suppress this urge, the stronger it became. Finally, my body's instinctive response could not withstand the violent fluctuations of my mind, and I rushed out of the room, through the hallway, and down the stairs into the kitchen, only to feel a little better, as if I had just escaped from the extremely dangerous plague zone.

It was as if I had been through a terrible catastrophe, hunger had consumed most of my emotions, and as I prepared my breakfast, I pondered what had happened in the past few days, hoping to find the source of this atmosphere of extreme fear. The only thing I can recall, and which seems to be related to it, was on a stormy night, only that night, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day after arriving here. I woke up to the sound of thunder or rain or whatever, and I heard the sound of the floor of the living room downstairs, and I was sure that there was someone moving there, so I grabbed my flashlight and went downstairs to check all the doors and windows, but nothing was wrong, only a few rats jumped by, and a few beetles crawling on the floor. This obviously doesn't answer the question in my mind.

All morning, I read as usual. (If I put my eyes behind my head, you wouldn't believe what I saw, because you couldn't see my eyes when you were face to face; It's like I'm facing the brilliant sun, but I actually see the dim oppression, and you, just see a dull man in the sun and his shadow. One page of the book, this passage stood out to me, but I had to wonder if it was a printing error on the part of the publisher, because I turned the previous page upside down, like a donkey's lips not on a horse's mouth. After a short break at noon, I was ready to go swimming and then make lunch, and suddenly, the feeling came and went even stronger. Just as I was about to go upstairs to get a book, I felt more frightened than I had ever felt before, and when I entered the house, it was even more uncomfortable, and the feeling of suffocation was like a pair of cold hands around my neck, and I couldn't help myself. So, I decided not to read anymore and spent the afternoon fishing in a canoe until dusk, when I came back with two grass carp and was ready to make dinner.

Sleep has become a big problem for me now, and after some hesitation, I decided that if I still have that inexplicable fear when I go back to the bedroom, I will move to the living room to sleep! I also tried to convince myself that these weird and absurd psychological reactions were not real, and that I did not give in to the absurd sense of fear, but only to be able to sleep peacefully, because only when I had enough sleep could I continue reading the next day. So, that night, I moved the bed downstairs into the living room, and faced the door, and after that I seemed to feel a lot more relieved, the upstairs bedroom door had been locked by me, and I didn't have to worry about anything strange happening there.

The clock in the kitchen struck nine times, and I cleaned up the mess after the meal, locked the kitchen door, and entered the living room. All the lights on the first floor were on, and because of this, I took the time to scrub all the lampshades during the day, and the living room was very bright at this time.

Outside, the depths of the dark forest still seemed so silent, the atmosphere of silence was accompanied by the stillness of the air, the whole valley was silent, even the branches no longer swayed, and I guessed that the clouds in the sky were like a thick curtain covering the surface of the lake, and the darkness was swallowing everything at an extraordinary speed. At this time, there was still a glimmer of light at sunset that had not yet disappeared, and there was an ominous aura and deathly depression in the air, which ...... It often means that a storm is coming.

Reflecting the bright light, I sat on the sofa and flipped through the psychology books that I hadn't finished reading in the afternoon, but it seemed a little leisurely, my mind was very clear, I thought that there were two big grass carp in the refrigerator in the kitchen, and I would go around tomorrow morning, pick some green peppercorns, and make a hearty lunch, the fish that melted in the mouth, and the soup stock, so numb that I lost consciousness in my mouth, and I was even a little happy in my heart, and soon immersed myself in my psychology books.

The night deepened, the silence became even quieter, even the chipmunks did not move, and I looked at the book intently, until the hoarse bell rang in the kitchen, it was eleven strikes! The bell rang loud in the silence of the night, like a heavy sledgehammer striking solidly. I couldn't help but be a little distracted, I didn't think it had been two hours, but what surprised me was not that time had passed so quickly, but that it was ...... At ten o'clock, I didn't even notice it, I didn't believe it, the silence of the night, the ten consecutive bells, even if I was fascinated and fascinated, I would not miss it, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling came to my heart.

I closed one book, opened another, and prepared to read on, and sure enough, it didn't last long. I soon discovered that it often took several times to understand a text that I didn't need to do in such a simple paragraph, and then I realized that I was distracted and had more and more difficulty concentrating, but one thing I knew was that I wasn't just because I was confused about the time before, absolutely not! I tried to give myself an explanation, but the trouble started again, and I found myself turning two pages at a time, but I didn't know it, until I finished reading one page, and I didn't read two pages at all! It's getting worse and worse, what's going on here? It can't be because you're too tired! Because I know my situation very well, on the contrary, I don't feel tired at all and my brain is still clear. I took a deep breath and tried to read intently again, but I just ...... After a few moments, I found myself sitting in my chair, staring at the air in front of me.

Obviously, there was something going on in my subconscious, and I felt like I was starting to think about something, something that I was ignoring. Is the kitchen door and window not closed? I didn't hesitate, got up and hurried over, and found that the doors and windows were well closed. Fireplace, perhaps? I ran to check it out, and there was nothing wrong with it. I paced around the house, checked all the lights, went upstairs to check out each room, then walked up and down the room again, and even went to the generator room in the back room, and everything was fine! All the places, all the things, are safe and sound. Can...... But I always felt that something must be wrong.