In my memory, I can clearly remember that I hung a few alarm clocks on the trees in the thick fog, my purpose was to find a way out of the dense fog, and I designed the time of all the alarm clocks. It will ring in 15-minute intervals.

But why should I set my way out of the fog?

If I can set up a way out, it means that I know the way out. And it was set up in advance.

I turned to the lower ground in the thick fog, and when I looked up and couldn't see the top of the mountain, it meant that the whole mountain was covered in thick fog, and my saliva kept falling. There may be water in the low-lying places, which can be used to make a veil. And my physical strength can only go down, and the road in the valley is not so difficult.

My mind was clear, and I walked a few steps and suddenly stood still. I suddenly realized something.

If I had set up a way out in advance and knew how to get out, wouldn't I have designed this jungle labyrinth?

Why did I design this maze and set up a way out in advance?

The only explanation is that I'm going to bring someone in, trap them here, and then escape on my own.

Wait, but it's not like everything I've heard before I'm here.

The fog was cold, I hugged my arms, shrunk to a tree and squatted up, my mind was in a mess, I remembered a movie I watched before, the person in the movie knew that he would lose his memory, so he set a lot of hints for himself, he understood his character, so he used his personality to design himself who lost his memory and finally completed the layout.

Am I the same, I am not a thief, but a thoughtful person who has designed my own identity.

But why am I still squatting here, with a hala, if I were that kind of person, I would have been out by now - what went wrong?

No, no, no, in the movie, the protagonist first found that someone was reminding him, and finally gradually discovered that the person who prompted himself was himself before losing his memory.

I didn't get such a prompt. I've never received any such tips along the way.

If I set and hung up these alarms, then I hung them up half a year ago, and those alarms can only set the alarm time for one day. It is not possible to set a year.

None of these ideas are valid.

I patted myself in the face, the fog was thick, I hung up the alarm clock, it can only happen these days.

"Time." I remembered what Sue said.

And so on and so forth.

I suddenly realized something, time, time.

My previous experience was chaotic, many times I felt that I couldn't connect, things happened too fast, too much, I always thought it was Sue's problem, but now that I think about it, it's not Sue's problem, it's my problem.

If this is the case, there is a possibility that it can cause such an outcome.

It's just one day missing from my memory. Missing a critical day.

There was also a thick fog on this day, and I hung up my alarm clock and was ready to escape along the thick fog, which day was missing? Which day?

I began to look back in my head about what had happened in the past few days, what was unnatural, but I didn't pay any attention to it.

Those falcons.

I thought of the falconry, how I escaped their pursuit, and on the night of the winter rain, it seemed that these falcons had disappeared all at once.

Did it fog up later? If I do lose my memory for a day, what really happened to that day?

Standing still for a moment, I was already too cold to think, so I had to start running again, my mouth was still drooling, but the mist didn't seem to have any other effect, I shouted a few times, and the sound was still chirping.

Like a lost chicken.

I knocked on my head a few times, and Shen Tu, Shen Tu was gone for a long time. Is it the problem in that place?

But why don't I remember? I don't believe that people suddenly lose their memories and that something must have happened.

I wonder how Su behaved and they knew I didn't have a memory of this day? I touched the frosty fog around me, and the cold sweat on my body kept sweating. In the mist, the vocal cords of the person are paralyzed. Inability to communicate with each other. If we had been separated, Sue wouldn't have known what I was doing, and I wouldn't have known what he was doing.

What if this fog made me lose my memory? This poisonous fog, every time it clears, I lose all my memories of being in the fog. Then I don't remember a thick fog.

So, when this fog clears, I will be the same, not remembering everything that happened in the fog? If that's the case, am I not stuck in a cycle of amnesia?

But why do I suddenly remember the memory of the fog before, and I began to feel that more memories came back to my mind.

I took a deep breath of the mist and figured out the ins and outs of it in horror. Could it be that only in the fog can you remember all the memories you had in the fog before, and when the fog recedes, the memories will also recede. If so, then I am a complete person only in the fog, and the rest of the time, I am crippled.

No wonder those people commit suicide, if they have experienced it several times, every time the fog comes, and when the memory is restored, it must be a deep despair.

My hands began to shake, and I began to think more and more cranky, and a more troublesome question came to mind: I had always felt that I should have only missed a day of time here.

But is that really the case?

Is it really a day?

If it's foggy all year round and occasionally sunny, how long have I been stuck here?