What does it feel like to be buried in sand?

The answer is, it's warm. Although he is not a wild survival enthusiast, but the boy also knows that if he wants to survive in the desert, the core two words are heat preservation, although he is very hungry, but now it is dark and obviously not suitable for foraging. At this time, the boy was lying in the pit he had just dug, covering himself with sand, leaving only half of his face outside, panting for breath, in this dead and silent area, he had achieved one of the greatest achievements in the history of mankind, and he could smile and say to himself that this wave was not a loss, no matter what......

Open, what's the joke...... I don't want to just ...... Die here...... The boy felt unprecedented regret, at the moment of the ceremony, he had nothing but the autumn clothes and pants wrapped around his body, it can be said that there was no way to live on this desert, the cold wind was howling, the boy stared straight at the dark sky, but there was not the slightest light, when the last glimmer of light in the sky was extinguished in the darkness, the whole world was swallowed by pure darkness, there were no stars in the sky, and there was no moon, the so-called reaching out without seeing five fingers is like this, darkness covers everything.

This is not a very good experience for man, if it were not for the obvious oppression provided by the sand covering his body, the boy almost knew that he had lost all his senses, even if he opened his eyes hard, but all he saw was the darkness of confusion, what difference was there between opening his eyes and not opening his eyes?

Every piece of sand covering his body exuded an intoxicating warmth, an eerie sense of comfort made the boy blink, his stomach seemed not to be hungry, his mouth was not thirsty, there was silence all around, it was dark when he opened his eyes, it was dark when he closed his eyes, tiredness and sleepiness poured up like a tide, and the boundary between wakefulness and sleep gradually blurred, because you could not tell whether you were dreaming or waking up, and in front of you, there was always a confused darkness.

I don't know how long it has been, it may have been a long time, or it may have been just a blink of an eye. The boy blinked.

Colors appeared in front of him, in the depths of darkness, there was light beating, vividly, like the color of life, the boy felt that he was in a dream, after all, he was in the desert, how could he see such a color, so vivid, a large area of red, golden points of light, like a flame, beating, spreading, rotating, gathering, and then breaking out again, beating more violently. Until all eyes can see is the beating color, the big expanse, which in turn engulfs all the darkness.

It's beautiful.

The young man subconsciously raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, propped himself up, the sand rustled from his body, blinked again, looked around, it was still a dead desert, but the darkness was no more, every grain of sand was reflecting the vivid color, he was stunned for a moment, for a long time, and raised his head.

I'm in for a long time.

The whole pitch-black canopy is like the most vivid painting board is smeared beyond recognition by brilliant colors, colorful and colorful, all kinds of strange and strange fireworks of different colors bloom in the air, bursting out of absolutely not earthly beauty, every moment there are colors dissolving, every moment there are new colors are born, the entire canopy is layered on the young man's sluggish face, this transcendent picture.

I always thought that what I was pursuing, wasn't this kind of scenery? Seeing what ordinary people can't see, and doing what ordinary people can't do, isn't it what I dream of? The young man was completely stunned, he really wanted to take pictures of this canopy, he wanted to share the beautiful scenery in front of him with those close to him, he wanted to let time stay in this moment forever, and for a while the fatigue of the body subsided, and the horror and regret of suddenly being in a dead desert dissipated, leaving only the praise of the mysterious and the praise of the unknown.

That's right, it's so beautiful, as if dying here like this, it's all willing.

The boy shuddered suddenly, and the endless and magnificent colors in front of him were distorted into a ball, endlessly, twisted towards the very center, dissolving together like infinitely blooming flowers, converging into a flower that covered the entire canopy, and like a whirlpool, and then, in the midst of it, what was it, what was it?

The boy suddenly felt his scalp tingle, his whole body shivered uncontrollably, and he wanted to look away, but he couldn't do it anymore, his body stiffened as if it didn't belong to him, his eyes stared straight at the sky, and the huge whirlpool that covered the sky revealed its true appearance after the incomparably gorgeous magnificence at first, a unique body.

That is, one eye.

There is only one eye in the whole canopy, or this eye is the whole canopy, so big, so big that the whole world is covered in it, and the huge eyes woven by those twisted and tangled colors, it, no, should be called Him, above the canopy, "seeing" the world.

If you are lucky enough to see such a picture, you can understand what a small life is in this world, the eyes above the canopy of heaven look at this vast land like this, the young man has no doubt that the world is in his sight, because it is something bigger than the world, just one eye, it encompasses the entire canopy of heaven to infinity, because he is too big, he is too great, so even such a small life as a young man has an illusion under his eyes, he is being "watched". Even if it is impossible, even if you know in your heart that it is impossible for that thing to be looking at you, and it is impossible for such a thing to notice that a mere person will have the illusion that you are being "watched".

After achieving the achievements that are difficult for the mundane to do, the boy also experienced the horror that the mundane cannot experience, more painful than suffocation, deeper than death, the boy and the unknown terror inadvertently looked at each other, even if the unknown existence completely ignored the boy, but the absolute gap in the level of life determined that when this kind of thing was observed, the mental and mental trauma it brought to all the mundane was inevitable.

He didn't look at you, He didn't observe you, but you saw Him. It is doomed that this matter will never end well.

And the mental collapse and began, the young man's eyes were strange and there were countless bloodshots, and his whole body began to convulse, after the initial gaze, he could no longer see anything, he couldn't hear anything, just like drinking the milk in the ritual in his cabin, his eyes were full of strange light, the terrifying eyes were gone, but there were countless colored portraits around him, like human light and shadow, but why were there white feathers behind him, like a human statue, but why was there a spine squirming on the ground, countless vague and grotesque shadows entered the line of sight, and his head seemed to explode like pain, and the young man hugged his head stiffly, slapping the back of his head hard,

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

Suddenly it didn't hurt again, but it was cold, cold.

The boy suddenly fell silent, hugged his body, and even desperately drilled into the sand, but the sand that exuded a strange heat before was as hard and cold as ice at this time, so cold, so cold, help me, who will save me......

Burn a fire, and it won't be cold.

Someone exhaled in the silent darkness around him, and a stone was thrown at the young man's back lying on the sand, and at the moment it touched, a violent fire erupted, and the tongue of fire jumped, and the flames engulfed the entire body.

The man in the darkness rubbed his hands, and the firelight illuminated his short snow-white hair, and his face, which reflected the fire red, as resolute as iron.