In the midst of this irrepressible "trend", Andy could not control his thoughts, he felt as if he had become a gust of wind, swimming briskly in the universe in front of him, but as time passed, the illusory environment around him suddenly began to solidify.... It's like the logic that people weave rapidly when they are dreaming.

He felt as if he had become an unobservable thing that did not exist, like a "perspective", floating in the air.

From this state of drifting and gradually "descending", he suddenly saw a broken but clear scene.

A scumbag-style man with a greasy head and a pink face sits in a chair and talks with a weird smile on his face.

"Brother Andy, your name is so trendy, why do you wear so dirty?"

The person sitting opposite him looked familiar to Andy, but Andy couldn't understand why, and he didn't understand who the familiar person was, his thoughts wandered uncontrollably in this "fragment", and finally suddenly attached to a direction.... There was a paper book-like thing on the table, with dense numbers neatly arranged, one of which was circled in a red circle.

“13？”

Andy looked at the number circled in red puzzled, what does this mean?

Before he could figure it out, the picture suddenly shattered.

Then, everything re-solidified from that splash-like state again.

This time, Andy saw that the scene in front of him had changed to a black asphalt road, and the street signs on the side were marked with some vague and illegible words.

Andy stared at the street sign for a moment, barely seeing something.

"Thirteen... What way? ”

Before he could continue looking, a car drove quickly, and Andy watched as the car passed through him, as if parallel objects were separated by glass, staggered but without the slightest adhesion.... He saw a man sitting in the car, the same man who looked familiar in the previous picture, and he was laughing inexplicably....

In the next second, the picture shattered again.

The world in front of you seems to be a collapsed sand castle for a moment, but then it reappears like frozen ice crystals that can be seen clearly... The scene was still the same black asphalt road, and there was silence all around, except for a low voice from far and near, as if something was coming from a distance at a rapid speed.

“？？”

Andy was confused at first, but when he saw a huge black shadow in the distance approaching quickly, he felt a heart-wrenching depression and fear.

That huge shadow is getting closer and closer, getting closer... Andy saw that it seemed to be gradually rendered, from a black piece of paper to something thicker, and eventually, it looked like a car...

It charged forward at full speed, its color and sound all pointing ominously, and Andy saw the driver in the window with only one hand on the steering wheel, and his body strangely ducked to the side.

The closer it gets, the more depressed and panicked it gets, but Andy can't move at this time, he can only watch it get closer and closer.

When the other party was close, Andy saw the license plate of the car, which was as vague as the street sign, and could only barely see a few details.

“XD13013”

Andy looked at the number on the license plate, and felt that the 13s were as difficult to look at as a poisonous needle, and the next second, the car passed in front of his eyes like the previous picture, and he saw the stout driver leaning over and holding out a hand to press the button of the car radio.

"What sound? ...”

A sentence of serious pitch change came out of the man's mouth, and Andy just "pierced" the whole car, and the next second, a loud noise suddenly came out.....

This time, the shattered picture did not solidify quickly, but was dark for a long, long time.

After a long time, Andy's eyes appeared in a new image, it seemed to be a dirty and messy bar, and there were a lot of noisy voices coming from it, but all of them were so badly changed that it didn't look like a human could speak.

It was still the familiar man in front of him, who was sitting at the table and pouring wine one after another.

"NCR is just a piece of, high taxes, no personnel!"

While drinking him, he let out an out-of-tune insult, and a person who was drinking not far away stiffened when he heard this sound, and threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground with a bang.

"You say it again?!!"

He turned around and roared at the familiar man with a hideous face, and fought with the familiar person that Andy looked at him, and after a while, the other drinkers pulled the two people apart, and the familiar person raised his face with the black circles under the eyes of the other party because he drank too much, pointed at the other party with a black circle under his eyes, and scolded a few words, then lowered his head and fell unconscious.

The man he was fighting was persuaded for a while, and finally gave up on continuing the bar fight, turned around and picked up his helmet from the table and walked out of the bar.

Andy, as a disembodied perspective, drifts away from the bar, and he sees the bar's sign.

"Thirteen Bar...?"

Andy stared at the sign, and after a long time, a gunshot rang out in the night.

The picture suddenly shattered again.

"Why is it always 13?"

Perspective: Andy watched the picture in front of him condense from a broken state to a whole again, and doubts began to appear in his heart.

The view ahead was becoming clearer again, it was a cell, a prisoner was holding on to the railing and talking loudly to the guards, and Andy's perspective drifted to the door number above his cell.

“013？”

A cacophony could be heard from afar, with the sound of roars and screams, as well as the sound of guns firing and explosions.

The two people who were chatting were also alarmed, they looked in the direction of the sound together, the prison guard took out a pistol and was about to go over to take a look, but suddenly he was hit by a green light wave and fell to the ground and fell unconscious.... A strangely shaped spider-shaped robot quickly ran over and walked to the door of cell 013. Andy felt a thunderclap in his head, he finally realized where the problem was, these things seemed to be something he had experienced before, right? Now he seems to be looking at these things from a different perspective, isn't that familiar person himself?

Sure enough, the next picture is that Andy, who is unconscious, is carried into a cell by a robot, and the cell number is 13013....

Andy inexplicably watched the picture change a little bit, thinking that after that, Lao Fan appeared?

But then what he saw was like a horror movie.

In front of Andy's eyes, the former self stupidly touched his head and sat up from the bed, began to look around, and even ran to the cell door and banged wildly.

Just when he didn't notice, in the corner of the cell, a black dot appeared, and then this dot gradually expanded into a surface, and then the shape began to be messy.... Eventually, the messy face reverted to a dot and then vanished.

No... It's not completely gone...

At the moment when the dot disappeared, an indescribable thing appeared in the corner of the cell, it was changing violently every moment, sometimes small like dust, sometimes large as larger than this cell, its very existence seemed to be a desecration of the world, contrary to any law that Andy could understand.

The thing was confused for a moment, but finally suddenly it spoke, and the voice seemed to resonate with some kind of resonance, and it was completely unintelligible about what was being said.

But Andy was already feeling creepy.

He knew what the thing meant, and his cell self turned to notice the other one, and they began to talk happily, even though it seemed to Andy that the other was making indescribable noises.

"Andy...."

There was a call in a faint voice, but Andy was startled.

At some point, he felt that the indescribable presence in the picture had quietly shifted from Andy, the prisoner in front of him, to Andy, the perspective outside the picture, even though the other party did not have the recognizable existence of "eyes" at all.

So he heard a word.

"Andy, I'm Lao Fan, long time no see."

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