Chapter 2: Stay Alive

After entering the fog, I first felt the pain from the torn and stirred soul that I had felt before, and then I felt as if my arm had been torn off, but after a while, the pain of my arm being torn off was nothing, because there was an unprecedented pain from head to foot, and it seemed that my whole body was being pulled back and forth by a small hacksaw, including the brain, including the heart, including every cell in the body. This pain, the pain is unbearable! But the most curious thing for me was why it was clear to me that this feeling was not real, something was stimulating my pain, and I knew that I had not been sawn into minced meat. It may be different from the pain in the arm. This is really a pain from my soul, this fog and this wind, hurting my soul??? After a while, I don't know why, but I just knew that the fog would hurt me very, very much, but it wouldn't make me die right away.

I've been used to being like most people for many years, not thinking about issues that have nothing to do with life. So now I also experience thinking about the pain, and now what I have to do is to get rid of this pain. Unconsciously raised his right hand to look at it, eh~~~ Fortunately, the arm is still there, and it has not been broken, except that the position of the link between the shoulder and the arm still hurts to death, and the arm is still a little heavy and inflexible, and the fingers are also there, and they can still move. Oh~ That's right, if it's really broken, how can I be in this fog? I tried to move my arm again, and found that my wrist was still clamped by my wrist, which had been dry and blackened, and I turned over a little, and found that although it was now like it was already burning in the fire, fried in oil, in short, it was the pain of the whole body and the pain of the brain being stirred, but the body's actions became obedient, although the brain that might have given the order was now a little too busy to take care of itself. But the action of turning over seems to be completed, and it is done subconsciously. The pain was extreme, I gritted my teeth and hummed with a small "ah~ah~", and I believe that my low voice of "ah~" I believe people can feel that I am struggling with unbearable pain. Because I think it's miserable when I hear it myself! It's not an indomitable spirit, it's just that I don't want to die, I want to live. Screaming makes you feel better, even at all.

When I saw clearly the owner of the arm that pulled me in, my painful "ah~" changed tone, and I quickly bit my mouth as if I was about to take my last breath, and stared at the owner of this arm without making a sound. It may not be accurate to say that the owner is the owner, because the skeleton does not know whether to be called a human or not. This is simply a skeleton wrapped in only a layer of black skin, and there may still be a little flesh under the skin, or it may be stuck to the bone, because if you look closely, you can see that the skin is folded and wrapped in bones in most places. On closer inspection, this one should be called a dried corpse, but it is more slender than the one that came out of the Egyptian pyramids. The skin was pitch black, and the bones felt like there was no flesh at all, only the feeling that the skin and the bones were not separated to the touch told me that it was not a skeleton, but a dried corpse. And the face of the dry corpse is facing me at the moment, and there are no eyeballs in the eye sockets at all, although it feels like looking at myself, but it is only two black holes. I wanted to break free of this hand, but I found that I couldn't break free at all, and this hand made me think that this was a pair of pliers that clamped my rust and locked. The pain from the soul is too painful, in order to survive, these things can not be thought about anymore, quickly prop up the body to see if the entrance can go out again, although it hurts now, compared to when lying in front of the fog and shivering, the body's mobility should have recovered to the strength that can support itself to jump out. I snorted, gritted my teeth and sat up, looking in the direction I had come in. Kindness??? As for the entrance, it should be the direction of the feet. At that time, this dry corpse obviously saw himself, how could he not see the outside from the inside. Is it because of the eyes, his eye sockets are not eyeless but more special? The structure of the people here is different from mine, so that you can see the outside. Immediately I rejected the idea that there were so many "other species". The structure of this cadaver is clearly identical to that of a human body. He should have been a human like himself before. But what about the entrance? I climbed a meter or two in that direction, touched the air with my hands, and there was nothing... It's over, the entrance must be gone!!

The entrance was almost gone before you entered, and now it's completely gone. Sci-fi? Portals? I thought about what I could think of. The pain pulled me back to reality. Looking around, in the fog, not only did the pain in the body not stop for a moment, but every time the body moved, the moving parts hurt even more, and every time I moved, it seemed that there were blades in the joints and muscles, and glass slag stuck in them. Before, I felt that time was pressing, and I didn't have time to feel it, so I had to get out of here. Now all of a sudden, all the pain is more pronounced, and it almost makes me faint. Whatever you do, what you can be sure of now is that you have to move to live. But now the doors are gone, Muggles. I tried to scream like everyone else. However, it is not as normal and useful as it was before. And I screamed like that just now, and I feel like my throat is about to be torn apart.,Let's put away my middle two heart for the time being.。

I looked everywhere and thought I couldn't die, I couldn't just die. It's not for me to die when such a miraculous thing happens. It's been more than 5 minutes since I've been in, and I'm not dead yet. It's not dead yet, and it's not like this person pulled me in to die. Then I'm sure there's something else I can do, I'm going to live! I have to live, I came in to live a different way of living.

I know it's not the time to think about pain all the time, but the feeling of pain keeps taking over my brain. The pain continued, the feeling of being dead and alive was still there, and it kept me from caring about anything else. I can't even think, but I know that if I don't think about it at this moment, if I don't calm down and continue to hurt like this, my body will definitely have a limit. I've heard of people dying of pain before, but I'm not very worried about dying of pain for the time being, after all, this pain has lasted for so long, and I don't have that feeling of death coming. It's not like the pain I've felt before, such as kidney stones, like toothache, which are labor pains, and the sudden and more severe pain can kill people all at once. But at this moment, this feeling that is countless times more painful than kidney stones has not changed, and it has always maintained the kind of feeling that it hurts to death, but you know that it hurts not to die.

What's worse is that the pain seems to be very physically draining, and after regaining the ability to control the body, I thought that my body could move freely, but in fact, it didn't. I felt tired from the pain and couldn't stand up as easily as I usually would. And there is a dried corpse hanging on his right hand. Thinking of this, I moved my eyes to this skinny dry corpse again, and said to him very helplessly in my heart: "Hey, Brother Hei, you let it go." We're not going to get results. At the same time, I plan to observe him again, maybe I can find something, a math teacher once said a sentence that I remember to solve the problem now: "Observe first, then think". If that teacher knew that I was such a scumbag, and still remembered his earnest teachings, he would definitely be able to laugh at Jiuquan. At first glance, I still looked at the hand that grabbed his right hand, it was so slender, it was a little darker, but it should be because there was only a layer of skin left to feel so slender, because this person's hand grabbed his wrist just enough to touch the thumb and middle finger. Therefore, this person's hand should actually be no different in size and length from his own hand. When I was in school, I had seen a human-height skeleton model, but I didn't look at it closely, and when I looked at this skeleton, I realized that the human bones, especially the arms, were so slender that I wanted to straighten him up and compare with myself. And then look at it again, is this guy really black, African? Eh~ Maybe it's true, that means I've encountered something like a wormhole? Traveling to Africa? What is the significance? No, other people's travel is time, even if it is spatial, it is basically a time traveler to another world, although Africa is another world for me. But I'm in Africa ... What am I going to do? Even if I finally survive and get out of the fog, I still have to find an African government agency and ask them to contact the embassy and send me home? Is the meaning of this trip a tour? And then do I have to pay back the money slowly in the future? This is still a normal and peaceful plot.,I've never heard of this kind of fog in Africa that will make people feel painful.,If it's still no man's land after going out, then I still have to survive the threat of snakes, insects and beasts.,Are cannibals also in Africa? What am I going to do? But fortunately, I don't have time to continue dwelling on it, otherwise I can think about what life will be like in the future if I find a black wife. Knowing that this is pure imagination on my part, I have to get out of this fog no matter what.

I suddenly felt that if I continued to stay here like this, I might faint in pain for another half an hour. It's likely that there is no one else here except this black brother, and he looks like a dry corpse as if he has been dead for thousands of years, and no one will come back to save me. Oh, that's right. Hurry up and listen to whether this is Brother Hei's heartbeat, after all, he was the one who pulled me just now, and he was the one who walked towards him. Just pulled yourself in and died in such a short few minutes? He won't be the last moment of his life... It's not impossible. I don't care about being afraid, after all, all other senses can be ignored now, except for pain. Put his ear on Brother Hei's chest, listened for a while, and even lay on his right chest, still not giving up, reaching out to touch Brother Hei's chest, waist, neck, face, and even holding Brother Hei in his arms... There was no temperature, not even a pulse. Another short deviation. Let's continue to observe, I wanted to observe step by step, for example, first study why Brother Hei's bald head is not as light as others. But the bright red pressed under Brother Hei's body is too eye-catching, it is really a scarf. The scarf was very long, about two meters long, and Brother Hei wrapped the scarf around his neck from under his eyes, about three times, and the rest of the scarf was thrown behind him. And because it was actually very cold here, I quickly took off Brother Hei's scarf and wrapped it around my neck before continuing to observe. Brother Hei's eye sockets are very large, and when he takes off his scarf, he finds that the whole head is more like a skeleton, and his nose is just two holes in the same high position as the model skeleton, although it is blocked by the skin, the shape can still be seen. I'm always hurrying Brother Hei's current honor is not formed in the way of the pyramid mummies. Brother Hei may have changed his body for some reason, and he has become what he is now. Further down the mouth, the mouth part is also very scary, there is no flesh on the cheeks, and the two large rows of teeth that leak from the contraction of the lips make me a little afraid to look at it anymore. But if you don't read it, you won't get any useful information at all.

In fact, when I listened to the heartbeat, I realized that Brother Hei was actually wearing nothing but a scarf, because the skin on his body was wrinkled and the color was so dark, I thought there was a layer of fabric. Seeing the difference between the height of the chest cavity and stomach, as well as the waist and crotch, I was sure that this was definitely a naked black brother. I'm sure this is indeed a brother, but I admire that he has become such a dry corpse, and Brother Hei still stubbornly hangs a gender certificate like a dried jujube under his crotch. I also looked at the legs and feet, and I had a feeling that if this person was not so dark, flesh and blood, he would be about the same size as himself. Suddenly, I was a little curious about what Brother Hei looked like before. Some others have crossed over to people of the same name and sex as themselves, will I be a person who looks exactly like myself? Why do you always think about crossing, what kind of crossing do I have here? At most, I don't enter a space that will hurt me to death. It's not going to be a scientific experiment...

I don't know why I feel more comfortable after putting on the scarf, not only because it's warm, but mainly because it's psychological. But again, in fact, only the feeling of pain is the most real. This may be related to the fact that foreigners like to use blankets to relieve tension and fear. Thinking that Brother Hei wrapped the scarf around his face, Chu Nan planned to do the same, but he almost didn't spit it out when he pulled up the scarf in front of his nose. This scarf stinks, the smell of carrion! Although I smelled some stench at the beginning, the smell of the wind was not so obvious, and the smell of things on the corpse was normal, but I didn't expect the smell to be so unbearable. I hurriedly prepared to take off my scarf. But just now, in order to be stronger and not be blown away by the wind, almost every time I wrap it, I crossed it once. Now that I am physically exhausted and there is a black brother still hanging on my hand, I can't find the beginning for a while. After pulling a few times, it stands to reason that such a binding method should be easy to untie with one hand, maybe it is too urgent to be stunned and can't untie, and I am tired enough. I plan to adjust it, or take a moment to change my posture and untie the scarf with two hands, in order to facilitate the lifting of my hand, I plan to go around to the other side of Brother Hei, because the current position is Brother Hei's right hand grabbing my right hand, and Brother Hei is lying on his back on Chu Nan's right, which is inconvenient, although he can let Brother Hei turn over, but Chu Nan didn't think about it at all, because it is better not to touch Brother Hei if he can. Fortunately, it is not too difficult to climb past Brother Hei with the current physical strength, but this climb is blowing off one side of the scarf due to the rotation of the body and changing direction, which happens to be attached to the face. And now I belong to the crawling state of using both hands and feet, and I took out one hand to tear off the scarf on my mouth, and the remaining three points of support were unstable and pounced on Brother Hei. The face was buried in Brother Hei's head and shoulders. The smell of the scarf made me suck it all the time.

But something miraculous happened, it didn't stink so much, or it still stinked, but it didn't feel like rotting flesh anymore, and it wasn't disgusting. It's a bit like I smell the I pulled and the socks that haven't been washed for half a year, and I don't want to vomit when it stinks. The strangest thing is that the pain sensation in the body has also changed a little. There is an extra kind of pressure pain when the body is squeezed. It's kind of like getting bitten by a mosquito and you go through the cross treatment with your fingernails. The feeling of pain is still there, but it has been replaced by something, and there is a new discomfort and discomfort. The good thing is that I feel like I can get up and run away now, and I should be fine. So I quickly got up and tried to find a direction and start to escape. But as soon as I stood up, the stench turned into a foul smell again, and I quickly pulled off my scarf and retched. And the tiredness and pain are all back to their original state. This knocked me to my knees, and then I fell face to the ground. I really want to cry, and it looks like I'm going to die here. There's nothing new at all, it's probably just hell.

Maybe it's some kind of instinct.,Tortured by pain, it's clear that you don't have any ability to think.。 Inexplicably, he reached out sideways and hugged Brother Hei into his arms, and then used the extra section of the scarf to wrap Brother Hei's head and the side of his head and face side by side, probably wanting to return the scarf to Brother Hei. Then, like a hallucination, I heard the black brother in my ear make a clear and hoarse voice "Live"!