Su Mengfan stumbled all the way, and it was dark in front of him.

He fell several times, and he got up with his hands on the concrete, his knees were broken, but he still wouldn't stop.

He was so familiar with the appearance of a mount machine gun that he couldn't understand how those people could believe the nonsense of staying away from violence!

Only those who indulge in the fantasies made up by others cannot appreciate how cruel the outside world is.

Step by step, he got closer and closer to his goal, and the Metropolitan Station was not far from the same straight line, just two stops apart.

As long as you move forward, forward, one step ahead without bias, you can ......

Su Mengfan entered the Sopakov station.

He didn't pause for a second, just cared if he was in the wrong direction, and then he dived into the dark tunnel.

However, it was at this moment that the unexpected happened.

The fear of the tunnel, which had been left behind, came rushing in, forcing him to be so nervous that he struggled to walk, his brain went blank, and his breathing became rapid.

These seem to have become a habit for him.

He had roamed for so long that fear seemed to have left him and bothered him no more.

Both from the Gomez City station to the Pu. Shiggin, from Teveskaya to Pavletskaya, or even from Pavletskaya to Dubreinin, he didn't feel the slightest fear or nervousness even if he was walking alone for a long time.

But now, the fear is all back.

With each step forward, the feeling gripped him more deeply.

There was no weapon to defend himself, only a thin magic robe, but Su Mengfan had lost most of his sense of security.

Even if you have that "listening" ability, you can avoid certain dangers. But if you encounter a monster, you still don't have any ability to resist.

He wanted to turn around and rush back to the platform immediately, at least there was still a little light and popularity, at least he wouldn't feel like his back was itching from the eyes of the evil monsters.

He'd communicated with so many people and had stopped thinking about what it was like when he first left the Alesyev station.

But now, he was once again swallowed up by the thought that the subway was not just a means of transportation built at a specific place and time, nor was it just a primitive . bomb shelters for bullets, or shelters for thousands of people......

People will define it more or less according to their own ideas, mysterious and incomparable, but its existence itself has a special reason that ordinary people cannot understand, and it should be similar to an alien language for him.

This feeling was so precise and clear that in Su Mengfan's view, it was the fear of the tunnel, which people mistakenly believed to be their final refuge, when in fact this huge creature had only hatred for the weaker creatures that entered his body.

Now, it didn't want Su Mengfan to move on, it was using its powerful mental power to prevent Su Mengfan from reaching the end of the tunnel.

And every time Su Mengfan advances a meter, it is increasing its resistance to him.

He was now walking in an unfathomable darkness that was completely invisible even when he raised his hand in front of him.

It seems to be detached from space and time, and I feel that my body has disappeared.

It seems that instead of walking in a tunnel, it is floating in an unknown space.

Su Mengfan couldn't see the backward wall, so it felt like it was standing still, and the trip seemed to be endless.

Yes, his feet were groping between the sleepers, and that was the only thing that made him feel that he had been displaced.

But on the other hand, the brain signals emitted when the foot steps over the sleeper are also monotonous.

The monotonous signal is repeated again and again.

It also made him doubt the authenticity of his movements.

Is he really close to his destination?

Where is the Metropolis that I've always been going to?

This question tormented him.

Then, due to the fear of the unknown, in order to prove to himself that he was indeed advancing, Su Mengfan moved forward at three times the speed

Enter.

Suddenly he barely stopped, and the sixth sense sensed an obstacle ahead, and he miraculously didn't hit it.

He fumbled with his hands for the cold, rusted metal, shards of glass stuck in rubber gaskets, steel cakes supposed to be wheels, and he recognized the mysterious object as a train. qδ.o

The train was apparently abandoned.

Either way, there was just silence all around.

Remembering the terrible story of Mikhail Polfilevich, Su Mengfan did not dare to climb into it rashly, but kept close to the tunnel wall and avoided the subway car chain.

Eventually, he swept past the carriage, breathed a sigh of relief, and ran away.

Running in the dark was hard, and he kept running until a reddish fire appeared in front of him.

It's hard to describe the comfort it brought him, knowing that he was indeed in the real world, and that there were real humans nearby.

It had nothing to do with what kind of relationship they would have with him.

They could be murderers or thieves, a faction or a GM - it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that they are all flesh and blood like him.

He had no doubt that he would be able to take refuge with these men, from the huge invisible monster that wanted to devour him.

Or rather, to find a refuge for his own chaotic brain?

But the strange picture in front of him made him suddenly unsure if he had returned to the real world, maybe he was still just roaming in the nooks and crannies of his subconscious?

At Polyyanka station, there is no other light source, only a bonfire, which makes it look brighter than all the electric lights at Pavletskaya station.

The two of them sat by the fire, one with his back to Su Mengfan and the other facing him, but neither of them noticed his presence.

It was as if there was an invisible wall that cut him from the outside world.

Thanks to the bright light of the campfire, you can now see the unimaginable garbage of the entire station.

Broken bicycles, car tires, scattered furniture, and so on can be roughly recognized.

From time to time, people sitting by the fire pull out a pile of newspapers or books from the garbage mountain and throw them into the fire.

Beside the fire stood a bust of stone scales, and a cat curled up comfortably beside it. There are no more living creatures.

One man by the fire spoke unhurriedly to the other. Su Mengfan leaned over and heard some conversations.

"There are some rumors circulating in the university...... But it's all fake. These are nothing more than repetition of some old myths of the underground city, about the Lamench area of Moscow with Metro No. 2.

Of course, you can't deny everything 100% and you can't be 100% sure. This is the land of mystery and legend. Metro No. 2 is the most mysterious, prime location. For example, even people who haven't seen it think so."

Su Mengfan got very close, and the person with his back to him said, "There is someone here!"