In the haze, I felt as if I was drifting, the hole seemed to be stuffed with a white sticky substance, and when I got to the tomb, the thing became translucent, and the more I went into the tomb, the more transparent it became. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The flame of the info candle is also like a pom-pom, radiating with some sharp thorns. If I looked closely, the walls and underneath of the tomb had become transparent, and it felt like a vast empty space in which I floated. I could move, I could float around without exertion, I floated into the empty space and saw an incredible sight!

I don't have the feeling of going up and down, I don't have gravity, I don't have a body, I don't look with my eyes, I feel as if I'm feeling! I feel my environment with all my heart, all directions, and all my senses. One direction is like the earth, but it is not the earth, it is a thick white pulp. The slurry is as hard as if frozen or solidified, and the boundary of the slurry cannot be found, except that it is a huge concave surface that cannot be measured. The surface of the slurry has protrusions and depressions, which are extremely uneven, but they do not feel like waves at all. Opposite to the pulp, the vast space where I am located, the unreachable places in the space are dotted, as if there are many things in an array. One of the larger things is naturally out of reach, looking like the moon in the night sky, but much larger than the moon, and there are some images on it that are wonderfully moving. There were some bubbles that seemed to grow on the pulpy surface, and the bubbles were as solid as stone sculptures, and the distance between them was so far away, and there was a huge bubble right next to me.

At this time, I was no longer feeling with my upper and lower senses, the huge bubble around me was growing out of the tomb where I was, and I could walk into the bubble, but the feeling in that bubble was like an aquatic animal suddenly leaving the water, although I didn't feel like I couldn't breathe, it was like I didn't have landing, and it was like the feeling of a person floating in the air off the ground, and I didn't feel this feeling when I left the bubble. The bubble was so huge, but the place where it was connected to the pulp and the burial chamber was very thin, and the average was as thick as the hole I dug was as thick as the hole I dug out, but it was more than a kilometer long, and the bubble became wider and wider. Eventually, it became a space the size of a large valley. I can move on to the bubble, I can float away, and I quickly float to the bulging part of the bubble and attach to it, and see what's weird there.

The situation in the bubble was even more bizarre, and there were many life forms on the side of the bubble that swayed opposite the white pulp side - and of course the other side was not flat. I clearly perceived that they were living beings, and unlike myself at this time, those living beings were extremely agile, violently changing postures and positions. Others are lifeless, as solid as a rock or a tree. It was as if I was in a museum of great magnificence, observing the biomes in a glass case, constantly turning around and changing positions to observe them carefully, sometimes floating into bubbles to see them up close. As I approached a creature that was as agile as a locust but had the shape and size of a sheep, its body twitched alertly, and its eyes glared at me, as if sensing my presence and approach. At this time, I felt that a being similar to me pulled me, and at the same time, a consciousness told me, "Hurry up, stay away from this guy!" and I quickly followed the existence away, and bubbles floated together. That's when I realized that there were several beings like the two of us attached to the outer layer of the bubble.

At this time, I also felt what form my own existence was, like a shadow, like an air mass, like a ghost, or a consciousness that existed at nothing. Those beings are all similar to me, but not exactly, they are all more tangible than me. It's just that everyone is attached to the bubbles, and I don't know why.

I seem to have a lot of questions, but I don't have to. The beings were also trying to communicate with me, and my consciousness couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? Why are you here?"

"You're here!"

After a long silence, when I saw that no one answered me, I couldn't help but ask, "What are you?"

"This space is so old that it has gathered yin energy, so that the connection cannot be formed, and we cannot leave here. ”

"Where do you want to go?"

"There!"

No one showed directions, but I knew they were talking about the moon-like being. I already felt something, and I asked, "Is that Hades?"

No one answered, and I had a certain sense that they were ghosts, and that I was a ghost now? Am I dead? How did I die? No, I have to go back and see if I'm really dead, and I'm starting to drift back. The ghosts watched me strangely, but there was no hindrance or questioning.

I went back to the burial chamber, which was also a bubble for me now, and I felt like I was in the water, and although I could move, it was always uncomfortable. The slurry was still there, and I couldn't make the slurry hold me, but the slurry had become very transparent. The candle is gone, the spike ball is gone, and I'm almost free in this space. Then I saw myself still lying on the charcoal, sleeping, with my right wrist resting on my head, breathing peacefully and calmly, and biting the copper coin between my teeth. I wanted to go back to my body and try to coincide with my body, but I couldn't. I think it's very good, looking at my arms, feeling my lips and teeth, body, waist, legs and feet, it's no problem, but I want to move but I can't. The calm breathing didn't seem to have anything to do with me, and I was still sweating profusely. I'm in good health, when did I sweat when I went to bed? I don't remember, but now I can observe myself from the sidelines, what's wrong? Why am I not in my own body? I started to get anxious! I tried to shake my body, but I couldn't, I couldn't even move the charcoal in the burial chamber. I believe I'm in a nightmare right now, how can I wake myself up? I wandered anxiously around the tomb, meditating, at a loss.

By the way, I remember I was through ghost pressing. I struggled desperately, and I broke free and woke up! Go back and ask the ghosts, how did you get me, yes! I quickly floated down to find the ghosts, they were still attached to the bubbles, only occasionally changing positions, I found a few of them together, tried to contact them with consciousness, and they noticed me. But I can't ask them questions!

"You're a little messy, what's wrong?"

I asked, "How do you do it?"

The ghost said, "It's troublesome, what do you want to do?"

Me: "Do it for me, wake me up!"

Ghost: "Impossible. ”

Me: "How can you wake me up?"

Ghost: "No way. ”

Me: "No! you have to wake me up! I have a lot of work to do!"

Ghost: "Who doesn't have a wish!"

Me: "I can't die!"

Ghost: "Who wants to die!"

I couldn't pray, I didn't have expression, I couldn't even control my tone, I just had anxiety in my heart. The ghosts are all peaceful!At least they seem.

The ghost motioned for me to look inside the bubble, and I looked, and saw that the strange creature that sensed me spread out its wings and circled in the direction of the tomb. Fly all the way to the narrow place, and climb down the narrow passage towards the burial chamber. It occurred to me that it was going to the tomb because it suspected that someone was disturbing me, and if it came to the tomb and saw me asleep, what would I do to me? Will it bite me to death in anger? I can't move!

I followed it outside the bubble, trying to disturb it and not let him touch me. I floated into the bubble and stopped in front of it, and it stared and paused for a moment, scurrying on the ground as if trying to catch me! The thing seemed to bump into it, fell back a few steps, and then continued to climb. After two times the thing stopped trying to catch me, and climbed desperately on its own, not even caring if I touched his body behind it, though it shook every time I touched it. The most amazing thing is that there are quite a few matchbox-sized creatures next to it, which follow it in close proximity, almost filling the space in front of and behind it. More than a thousand meters away, the guy climbed like this, it took more than an hour to reach the tomb, there were no bubbles a few meters to reach the tomb, the thing desperately waved its short limbs, and it opened up bubbles, getting closer and closer to the bottom of the coffin in the tomb!

No, it must have sensed my presence and learned that there was someone in the tomb before it went back to the tomb to kill me. If I let him enter the burial chamber, I would really be dead! What should I do? Seeing that its claws were about to touch the bottom of the coffin, I had to go back to the burial chamber and reunite with my body!

The coffin was filled with charcoal, and the charcoal on the right side had been moved to the end at the foot, and the right side was empty. The guy pushed the bottom of the coffin hard, and the coffin tipped to the right, and the hole it had dug was exposed, and the loose charcoal under me rushed towards the hole. The guy slid back with a charcoal slash on his head and face, and was half buried, struggling with all his might. My body and I were lying on the charcoal on the left side, and when the charcoal collapsed, my body flipped to the right. The body moved, the copper coin in his mouth fell out, and he suddenly woke up. My consciousness was not at all hazy as when I had just woken up, but I was nervous, and I reached out my right hand to grab the copper coin, and just as the guy struggled to pounce on me with several pairs of claws, his strange and terrifying mouth looked a bit like the mouthparts of a giant locust. In desperation, I threw the copper coin in my hand into its mouthpiece along with half a handful of charcoal. It startled, its head tilted back, and I put my foot on its jaw, and it fell on its back at the mouth of the hole, blocking the hole tightly!

I grabbed the shovel and put it against the guy's neck, but the guy didn't struggle much and didn't move! I hurriedly stepped on the little insects that followed, but the shovel in my hand still didn't dare to let go.

At last I slowly tried to loosen the shovel, and found that the fellow was as dead as if he was dead, and did not move! I rested a little, and panted evenly, fearing that the fat fellow would come back to life, so I simply dismembered it, so as not to leave a curse! I picked up the dagger and cut off its head, cut its belly open, and split it in half, and the copper coin fell out of its throat and fell into the scattered charcoal, and I quickly grabbed it, and even the charcoal carried the blood of this fellow, and of course, the copper coin, and took it out and put it in the pocket of the denim suit that was not easy to fall out. At this time, the guy's mouthparts were desperately sucking and closing, and his body that had been split in half also shook suddenly. It occurred to me why this guy was so honestly waiting for me to kill it? Could it be that this copper coin ・・・・・・?

As I was thinking, the charcoal under my feet collapsed into the hole dug by the worm, and I fluttered and fell in. The bodies of the two halves of the worm were right on both sides of the hole, and they fell down with me!