Li Yun wasn't sure if his judgment was accurate, but as soon as the thought popped into his head, his heart beat faster and his breathing became disordered.

Barely calm, he emerged from the shower, grabbed his glasses from the sink, and looked at the shower tiles again.

The tiles were clean, only the water from the shower kept hitting the tiles, crackling.

Gone?

Just now, hallucinations?

Li Yun didn't feel relieved.

He hurriedly touched his back, then looked in the mirror, twisting his neck, trying to see what was going on on his back.

He didn't see the strange carrion, no wounds or blood.

His back is good.

It's just that......

Li Yun's hand seemed to be glued to his back and didn't move.

His gaze fell on his head. Because of the perspective, he could only see half of his head and see his wet hair.

There, it seems...... What's ......

Li Yun's hand moved again, and he reached out and touched the back of his head.

In the mirror, he didn't blink his eyes.

The protrusion at the back of the head is covered by the hand.

Li Yun touched the sticky, soft, and wet piece of meat...... Like ...... Carrion......

He lowered his hand and saw the slippery red slime on his hand, which looked like blood and other bodily fluids.

The back of his head didn't hurt or itch, he didn't feel anything, but it was just an extra piece of carrion.

It was as if there was a hole in his head, but he was unconscious.

The head......

A picture of a skull flashed in Li Yun's mind.

The skull was not white bones, but gray-white, appearing on a screen, surrounded by ......

Knock knock.

Li Yun was alarmed by the knock on the door.

"Have you washed it?" Outside the door was Zhou Ping's shout.

Li Yun exhaled, looked down again, and found that there was nothing on his hands, the water stains were a little dry, and only the wrinkled skin left by the long-term soaking in water remained.

He looked in the mirror again, reached out and touched the back of his head, and he felt a head of wet hair and a hard skull.

Those things are gone again.

Knock knock.

"Are you alright?" Zhou Ping asked again, and there was more worry in his voice.

Li Yun replied, returned to the shower, and turned off the faucet.

Li Yun felt that something was wrong, not physically, but psychologically. He may be sick. Obsessive-compulsive disorder, allergies are all diseases, and now, he may be suffering from some more serious mental illness.

Li Yun tossed and turned in bed.

He felt more and more that there was something wrong with the pillow under his head.

This indescribable feeling made him lose control of his emotions.

He remembered the carrion that appeared and disappeared in the shower.

Maybe it's ...... inside the pillow

"Whew...... Can't you sleep? Zhou Ping, who was in the next bed, was woken up by him.

With a click, Li Yun turned on the light and put on his glasses.

Zhou Ping raised his hand to block the light and said impatiently, "What the hell is going on with you?" ...... all day today"

Before he could finish speaking, he stopped.

Li Yun had already torn open the disposable plastic pillowcase he had given to the hotel pillowcase, and then ripped open the pillowcase prepared by the hotel. Even so, he couldn't calm down.

There must be something......

Although he touched the soft pillow and didn't touch any strange objects, Li Yun still stubbornly felt that there was something in it.

His subconscious mind told him so, constantly warning him.

"What do you do?" Zhou Ping asked in shock.

Li Yun grabbed the pillow and exerted his hands, only to hear the sound of cracking silk erupting in the quiet night, like a signal.

This signal is for Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping had already jumped out of bed and walked away from Li Yun, "Hey, what the hell are you...... What are you doing? While asking, Zhou Ping retreated towards the door, looking at Li Yun as if he was looking at a madman.

Li Yun didn't look back at Zhou Ping at all.

He tore open the pillow.

The cotton wool flew out like a movie shot, but other than that, nothing else fell out of the pillow. There was only cotton in the pillow.

Li Yun let go of his hand.

He...... What was done?

Li Yun's head suddenly broke and fell into a kind of blank.

As his consciousness slowly reawakened, he found himself standing in front of the closet.

He was changing his clothes, his shirt unbuttoned, and in front of him was an open closet and a single coat that had just been taken off the hanger.

He......

Li Yun's train of thought was cut off by the sight of the scene.

He saw the flesh in his abdomen.

The blurred flesh and blood was like a body rotting from within, and when the skin was cracked, the carrion inside overflowed.

He reached out and touched it, but only the soft pieces of flesh were touched. There was no blood. The blood is probably gone. The flesh is rotten, and the blood is gone. He didn't smell the stench either. It's kind of weird.

How can such a large area of decay not stink?

No, the more serious question is, why didn't he die when his body was rotting?

Unless, these are all fake.

Thinking so, Li Yun swept his eyes and saw a small bag on the bed next to him.

He was changing his clothes, and he had a bag on his bed for going out to the doctor. There was his social security card and medical record book. The medical record book is full of records of allergy treatment. He regularly goes to the hospital to prescribe allergy medication, which has become a part of his life.

Now, is he going to prescribe medicine again?

Wrong......

Li Yun felt his head groggy.

He gave up changing clothes, took out the medical record book directly, and flipped to the last record.

The words "psychiatry" are prominently listed.

He doesn't remember seeing a psychiatric department.

Li Yun only felt that the medical record book in his hand was extremely heavy, and the words on it were also very vague.

He closed the medical notebook, tucked it into a small bag, and quickly changed his clothes.

He may be terminally ill.

He thought he should tell the doctor when he saw the doctor today, and his memory went blank. Perhaps, he had already told the doctor about this, but he had forgotten about it.

Li Yun fell into this kind of thinking, and when he came back to his senses again, he found himself standing at the door of the hospital.

Three...... No, it's the Fourth Hospital, the Fourth People's Hospital.

Li Yun vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he entered the outpatient hall.

He thought about registering, but his eyes were attracted by something, and his steps unconsciously turned.

It was as if he heard a strange murmur, not like a human voice, not like a bird or beast. Where he should have heard that kind of voice, but he couldn't remember.

Li Yun followed the voice and walked all the way, and the more he walked, the more cold he felt.

He shivered with cold, but that instinctive shivering of his body soon stopped. The muscles become stiff, like frozen meat taken out of freezer. The footsteps on the ground are also hard, and the sound of landing can echo in the corridor.

Li Yun looked up.

There was a sign hanging on the front door, and the words "morgue" were shocking.

Li Yun was as if enchanted, and reached out to push open the door of the morgue.

There were neat rows of metal stretcher beds, and it looked incredibly cold. The human figure lying on it was covered with a white cloth, as if it would jump up at any moment, revealing a terrifying death.

Li Yun always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think deeply. His mind, like his body, was frozen by the cold here.

He walked over to the only one of the corpses that shone red.

The body presumably died of massive hemorrhage. The white cloth that covered him was soaked with blood and was blinding red.

Li Yun stretched out his hand and lifted the white cloth, and immediately saw the appearance of the deceased clearly.

It's Zhou Ping.

Li Yun was not surprised at all.

Outside there was a voice in the hallway.

“…… The one who died, do you know the identity? ”

"No, the police have been called."

"I've got a murder case. It's kind of scary. ”

"You'll get used to working here for a few more years."

"Wouldn't it? We're pretty safe here, aren't we? ”

"The law and order is very good, there are not many homicides, but there are many drunk and car accidents every year."

Li Yun listened to those conversations with his ears, and his eyes looked at Zhou Ping.

A strange picture came to his mind.

He saw that he pressed Zhou Ping's face with a pillow and rode on him to prevent him from breaking free. Zhou Ping's resistance soon became weak, and then, it disappeared completely.

If so......

Li Yun turned his head and looked at the white cloth stained red with blood.

His hand was still holding the white cloth, and with a wave of his arm, he could completely lift the white cloth and see the wounds on Zhou Ping's body.

Did he do anything to Zhou Ping's corpse after he covered him to death?

Thinking so, Li Yun waved his hand and lifted the white cloth.

The blood-stained white cloth fluttered up, obscuring Li Yun's vision.

The white cloth fell, and Li Yun saw a piece of darkness.

Lights illuminate the road ahead.

Li Yun was a little surprised.

His hand shook, he moved the steering wheel, and the car shook suddenly. He immediately steadied himself and slammed on the brakes.

The tires rubbed against the ground, making a screeching sound, and when the sound stopped, the echo swirled again.

Li Yun held the steering wheel and looked around blankly.

He was now in a forest. The road ahead winds and disappears behind the trees. The headlights can shine far away, but they can't completely dispel the night. And on the whole road, there is not a single street lamp.

Li Yun looked at the car he was driving again.

He didn't buy a car.

He knows this very well.

Although he got his driver's license in college, he hasn't touched the steering wheel since. Just after he was able to stop the car smoothly, he was glad to be on his own.

Li Yun hesitated for a moment, searched inside the car, and found the car rental agreement.

He rented a car, what was he going to do? Where are you now?

Li Yun thought back to what had happened before.

He was in the morgue......

A large freezer......

His corpse ......

His?

Li Yun covered his head.

Why did he see himself lying in the freezer? Why did he see himself lying on the dissecting table?

Has he already ......

The white cloth, soaked in blood, was Zhou Ping's corpse underneath......

Li Yun's train of thought became intermittent, and finally froze on Zhou Ping's frightened face.

Thinking of this, his face changed, and he turned his head sharply to look at the back seat.

The back seat was empty, and Zhou Ping's body was not lying as he imagined.

Li Yun was not reassured. His gaze fell on the rear window of the car.

He got out of the car and opened the trunk.

This time, as he expected, there was a humanoid object wrapped in a white cloth in the trunk, and a shovel next to it.

Li Yun was silent for a long time, and suddenly closed the suitcase.

What is this?

Schizophrenia, after killing, ready to destroy the corpse?

What exactly did he do?

Li Yun scratched his hair.

He calmed himself down and touched his pocket.

He found his phone.

It's time to call the police, it's time to figure out what the hell is going on.

Li Yun tried fingerprint unlocking a few times, but he didn't see any response from the phone, and pressed the power button again, but the phone screen was still black.

The phone became a brick.

"Grass!" Li Yun scolded directly.

He suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

This kind of situation where the phone does not work......

Li Yun looked at his phone, and caught a glimpse of his fingers.

He lifted his free hand.

Spread your hands out.

The phone fell to the ground.

His hands, their skin festering, revealing the ash of rotting flesh inside, and oozing a viscous liquid that fell to the ground in a dripping hole.

He stared at his hands for a few moments before he lifted his gaze.

He was no longer on the road, and he was not in front of him with a rented car.

A flashlight was stuck in a nearby tree branch, illuminating the small dirt bag in front of him. The shovel is inserted into the edge of the small earthen bag.

His hands were no longer rotten, but covered with dirt, as if he had just dug and filled in the dirt and soiled his hands.

Just getting your hands dirty.

Li Yun's hands fell heavily.

He was a little dazed.

Is he caught up in some kind of movie plot? "Fatal ID", "Shutter Island"? Or is it some other movie about split personalities?

Is he completely insane?

If that's the case, the dirt bag in front of you ......

Li Yun pounced, digging the dirt with both hands.

Zhou Ping...... Zhou Ping was really killed by him and buried under him here?

"Hey...... Hey, hey! Wake up! Li Yun! ”

Li Yun's body trembled.

He opened his eyes.

His vision was blurry, like every morning when he first woke up.

"Are you having a nightmare? What a nightmare? ”

Li Yun's hands were sore.

He moved his neck and looked ahead.

A vague figure stood on the bed, looking like it was wearing a tie.

Li Yun hurriedly sat up and put on his glasses.

It's Zhou Ping!

Zhou Ping stood upright, still changing clothes.

Just a nightmare.

It was just a nightmare.

Li Yun exhaled and felt the soreness of his hands again.

Zhou Ping was taken aback by his movements, and after looking at it a few times, he said in surprise: "Your hand is ......"

Li Yun looked at his hands suspiciously.

He had obvious bruises on his palms and fingers.

"You really are. Why didn't you say it yesterday? I knew I wouldn't let you move those things alone. Zhou Ping said with complaint and concern, "Does it matter?" Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

Li Yun couldn't remember what happened yesterday, he opened his mouth and wanted to ask Zhou Ping, but after meeting Zhou Ping's concerned gaze, all he thought of was Zhou Ping's frightened face.

"No......" Li Yun instinctively refused.

He didn't want to go to the hospital.

It's not right to shy away from medical treatment.

But probably, he has some kind of mental illness and can't control his behavior.

Li Yun thought confusedly, hesitating between the two thoughts of "I should go to the doctor" and "I don't want to go to the hospital".

"Then get up. It's almost past breakfast. Zhou Ping didn't force it, but just urged.

Li Yun got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

When he came out after washing, he found that Zhou Ping was missing from the room.

Did Zhou Ping already go downstairs to breakfast?

Li Yun guessed and changed his clothes.

He passed by the closet and stopped.

The closet door didn't close tightly, revealing a gap.

Li Yun held his breath and reached out to open the door.

Inside the wardrobe, there is a huge duffle bag. He didn't remember that he had brought such a duffel bag, nor did he remember that Zhou Ping had such a duffel bag.

The duffel bag still has a tag on it, and it looks like it was newly bought, but it is already full of bags.

Li Yun's head throbbed with pain.

He endured the discomfort and pulled the duffel bag open.

He saw a familiar face with a frightened expression.

It's Zhou Ping.

It was Zhou Ping's corpse.