The prison also has electricity, there is a separate power supply to ensure that part of the lighting and the prison door is opened and closed, the fence is illuminated, and the lights on the tower are still on, but the gate has not been opened for a long time.

The police lights were still flashing, illuminating the surroundings in red and blue, and in the dark night, candlelight could be seen ten kilometers away, let alone this kind of light with obvious warning colors, and the prison authorities should have seen the police car approaching, and even if they did not receive a notice and did not dare to open the door easily, they should at least send someone to the door to ask what was wrong.

However, the convoy stopped and waited for five minutes, but still did not wait for the prison authorities to react.

Liang Chen and Sun Xiuming opened the door and got out of the car, and Sun An also got down, walked to the gate, and banged on the heavy iron door.

The door was too thick to withstand the impact of a vehicle, and the fist could not be smashed, but it was so loud that it was so dull that people's chests vibrate, and the sound traveled far away and gradually disappeared.

"In such a while, there will not be a single person left. Sun An looked up at the top of the door.

From the power outage to now, it is only forty or fifty minutes, there are hundreds of prisoners in the prison, and there are nearly a hundred prison guards on duty, whether it is someone working hard or the two sides fighting each other, it takes more than ten people to die in a minute to all die so quickly, Vanessa can do it, but she usually doesn't do it so absolutely.

Sun An's words made Liang Chen frown, he had encountered too many "strange things" during this time, and he was no longer surprised, even if the people in the prison died, he would not be surprised, the question was why? It is understandable to kill people in order to kill Sun An, but Sun An obviously left, why did something happen? The only person who could do this was Sun An, and the person who sent him to prison did not send him to recuperate, and he would definitely make some trouble.

Sun An wants to kill someone, and no one can stop him, but he will not deny it after he kills, and he will not pretend to have an expression of "I didn't kill people".

"I'll go in and see, you guys are waiting here. Sun An and Liang Chen said a word, and walked towards the doorpost, the door was too smooth and high, it was not easy to climb, and it was much easier to climb the wall.

Liang Chen didn't object, he knew how important Bai Yue and the others were to Sun An—although he didn't know why—there was a reason why they stayed here.

"Wait, take this. He handed his walkie-talkie to Sun An, "Tell me something." ”

Sun An took the walkie-talkie and climbed to the wall along the angle between the door and the doorpost.

There was barbed wire on the wall, but there was no door that was going to be opened, he stood on the door, looked around the place illuminated by the searchlight, and took a hard breath, but did not smell blood, felt the freshness of the air here, and also found a problem - there was no wind.

Sun An jumped down from the door, walked through the small square, and came to the small door, the door was locked, but fortunately, the set of master keys given by Liang Chen was still there, he took it out, pried open the door, and walked into the prison.

The outermost is the office area, the light in the corridor is on, but it is only half on, much darker than usual, Sun An walked into the warden's office, did not see Warden Feng, picked up the phone on the table and listened to it, but there was no sound.

He continued to walk inside, and came to the intersection again, from which he could walk to the prison area, the death penalty area, the canteen, and the wind area, and everywhere he looked was a long corridor, and only half of the electric lights were on, and there was no human figure.

"It's kind of weird. Sun An stood in place and thought, the people were dead, the ground was covered with blood, minced meat, and internal organs, which was better than nothing, and the current situation made him confused.

"Hey!" he shouted, and his voice was heard through the hallways, but no one answered him.

Still no wind.

There are even fewer lights in the corridors of the prison area, and there is only one one in the distance, which is the light they turn on when they sleep at night, which can not only light the way for the patrol prison guards, but also affect their sleep, and now it seems that it is also used as an emergency light.

The cell was not clean, there were some candy wrappers and toilet paper scattered on the floor, which was the daily behavior of the prisoners, but there was no one.

It's the same with the vent area, there are a lot of cigarette butts on the ground, and from the amount of it, it should only be left after dinner, and some of them are only half burned before falling to the ground and extinguishing themselves - this is very wasteful for a person in prison, as if a smoker is suddenly interrupted by something, throws down the cigarette and runs, there is no way to pick it up, not a prisoner, there is no need to smoke here.

The death row is blocked by three iron gates, but there are also keyholes on it, which can also be pried open, but like the prison restricted area, there is no inside, and the door to the underground is tightly locked, and Sun An cannot open it.

He walked back to the cafeteria and saw that the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, but the cupboard was very messy, with a large number of trays and bowls, and there were vegetable juices and rice grains in them, the smell was very complicated, and there were some dishes and chopsticks on the ground.

People don't disappear for no reason, this looks a lot like an ability attack, it's not that the people in the prison have been attacked by ability, but Sun An, the people in the prison haven't disappeared, this is not a real prison.

"Dream or illusion?" Sun An sat down at the nearest dining table, closing his eyes and guessing.

The copycat Stephen King hasn't been solved yet, and the orphan who made him dream hasn't been found, it's more likely that it's a dream, and there's no one in the prison in the dream, which is normal.

The problem is that he doesn't know when he fell asleep, and why he dreams of an empty prison, dreams are made by himself, otherwise they can't be called dreams, dreams are usually related to people and things in reality, and have little to do with things, unless they are items that can be exchanged for memories, prisons are not among them, from his experience these days, to dream of prisons must be people's prisons, and they will not be empty.

There was a way to determine if it was a dream or not, and Sun An decided to give it a try, and he waited for two minutes with the idea in his mind, and then recited the suicide incantation.

If this is a dream, then he will wake up in the real world when he dreams that he is dead, he has already tried, the last time he burned himself to death, he can succeed, if this is not a dream, then he will lose sixty-four seconds, he has already waited for two minutes, and he is not in danger, so it doesn't matter if he goes back to a minute ago.

∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞

Sun An died, this time he knew how he died, why he died, the idea of a suicide dream had been formed two minutes ago, then the time went back to sixty-four seconds ago, and the idea would not go away.

He's tried it out, it's not a dream.

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