PS: PS: There is a possibility that the two days will be interrupted, and if there is another day, it will be made up. Thank you for your understanding.

Looking at the fork in the road in front of me, I counted my every step, and luckily, my body was almost gone, but my head was still clear.

Just as I was about to be parallel to the fork in the road, I suddenly shone the cyclops flashlight behind me. Although the action was not very fast, after all, I silently rehearsed it many times in my heart, and finally completed this most critical step smoothly. I didn't intend to blind its eyes, I just wanted to buy a little time so that when it regained its sight again, I wouldn't be in sight again. As for what's next, I'm hoping that it won't have a higher IQ than a chimpanzee.

The flashlight turned behind me, and my vision was also affected, suddenly changing from bright as day to pitch black. I can only judge from memory.

In a matter of time, I extinguished the cyclops' flashlight. Then use my fastest speed to turn to the right channel, which I am currently in, turning left is slower.

When it was time to run desperately, I ran as hard as I could. I didn't have time to look at the situation in this passage, it was pitch black, and maybe the next moment I would hit the wall of the cave and die no more. But in the moment before I died, I had to run, run as hard as I could.

I'm better at long-distance running, which doesn't mean I don't have a foundation for sprinting, especially now when I'm desperate, I'm meditating on the essentials of sprinting and trying my best to raise my knees to increase my stride. I actually heard the wind and felt the wind blowing on my face. In this state, being able to run this effect is enough to see that I still have potential to tap. I'm very proud of myself.

What I'm worried about now is not to crash into the cave wall, because I guess if I do, I will be dead or alive.

But my worries were so accurate, and just when I felt that my speed was getting up, reaching the fastest sprint speed of my life, I also ran into the biggest obstacle of my life. Luckily, this resistance didn't come to me. It's on my lap.

In fact, I raised my legs quite high to increase my stride, but I still didn't escape this fate, and my foot touched something very hard, like a stone staircase. Then I rushed forward at all speeds.

My body was empty. The first thing I felt was that I was going to hit my head on the bulge in front of me, and instinctively, I clasped my head in my arms. There didn't seem to be a stone wall or stone in front of me. And I didn't fall to the ground right away, I could feel my body falling forward and down. It seemed like I had fallen into a big, deep hole and was still falling to the bottom.

I opened my mouth to make an 'ahh

But my mind soon hit the rocks. I fell face down on a cold, hard ground, and the only thing I was thankful for was that it was flat and I wasn't pierced by the raised stalagmites.

I think my face must be a lot like SpongeBob SquarePants. It doesn't have to be square, but it must be flat. At least the nose doesn't exist anymore. Originally, I wanted to touch my handsome face and make it look like a majestic man, but I couldn't lift my arms. Active, but unable to lift above the shoulders.

I guess I broke the bone, but I don't know how many knots it broke into. I feel that if I can go back alive this time, I may be able to say to the fat man very awesomely: "You don't need to watch Iron Man in the future, just watch me." "Because I want to pick up my broken bones. There were probably more steel nails than bones on his body.

But I still don't feel pain, it's boring. I couldn't be sure if I was dead or alive.

I moved my legs a bit, and I was still able to move, but my range of motion was not large, as if I was bound by a rope, and my range of motion was limited.

I flipped my body vigorously and went from a crouching position to one on my back. Lying there, you can only have your eyes on the ground. Turning my head is a big burden for me, I want to have a bigger field of view, and the back position is the best option at the moment.

Of course, no matter what gesture I take, as long as I don't turn on the cyclops flashlight. All I could see was black. But I knew that if I could, I would see things. This could be the blood-eyed monster following me. As soon as it appears, I'll be able to see its bloodshot eyes.

I propped up my upper body slightly with both elbows, my eyes staring upwards.

This hit made my head buzz, and my head didn't seem to have the same light as before. I lost my sense of direction completely, I just felt that the direction I was facing should be the way I came, and I couldn't turn around to look in any other direction, and it was difficult for me to turn my neck. Although he has fallen half to death, simply not falling to death means that the hole or pit is not very deep.

I stared intently upward, waiting for the blood-eyed monster to descend or liberate. I didn't know where the flashlight was, I didn't deliberately hold my breath, my breathing was already weak enough to attract the attention of any creature two meters away.

Although the attention span is highly concentrated. But I wasn't very nervous, and in my case, the fear of death was minimized.

"Huh."

It was as black as hell, as quiet as outer space, and suddenly this voice came from the space.

With this sound, I barely supported my upper body and lay on the ground with a 'snap'.

The word 'huh' encompasses any emotion and is the best explanation for all the unknowns. But the presence of this voice here, and the effect of appearing in this situation can only make my soul fly.

My head short-circuited on the spot. Your sister, don't be so scared.

The voice was unfamiliar, not from Jack. Who's that?

There was no point in hiding myself, and I asked with a tremor in my throat, "Who?" ”

After less than a second of silence, I got the answer. But the answer is not sound, but action.

My body was entangled in something and slammed into a rock wall as two hard claws grabbed my throat.

I struggled to make a sound, my hands desperately trying to break the claws on my throat.

I felt the thick hairs on these two claws, which were pinched around my throat like two iron tongs. I couldn't even break it. My body was firmly anchored to the stone wall, and no matter how much I writhed and struggled, I couldn't let go of it. Of course, my injuries made me unable to use a lot of strength was also the main reason.

My neck was deformed by these two claws, and my head had to be thrown back desperately. What the hell am I going to die at.

I grabbed the cyclops flashlight and flipped the switch on what was killing me. The flashlight didn't come on.

The flashlight finally broke. (To be continued......)