Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

The moment the bloody nun was forcibly dragged into the body by the cat blood shackles, it was like clear spring water pouring down on her head, instantly extinguishing the raging fire in her chest. The fear lurking deep in my mind also dissipated, and I couldn't feel any emotion, whether it was sadness or joy. Sure enough, the understanding of fear is completely different in different periods. Things that were particularly scary when you were a child will become much more tolerant as an adult. Even if you see it again, you can face it calmly.

Furthermore, I have discovered the truth that anger will drive away fear. Perhaps it was like what Lin Rui once described, the scene when he encountered Taozi in the deep minefield of the orichalcum mine. If the blonde suffers from a psychological disorder that is extremely afraid of strangers, she will have a manic attack when she is driven into a desperate situation. She will no longer be able to experience fear, and will become furious, flashing the following words in her mind:

"I retreat again and again, but you are still pushing me hard, so I can only vent my anger by killing you. This is your fault, it was you who caused it."

Because of this morbid mentality, she would regard innocent pedestrians as wanting to murder her, eventually causing a murder. Of course, both Yan Yan and Fan Fat also said that this may be the person who did it deliberately in order to deceive Miss Lukugu. In short, anger is a very effective weapon. It is no wonder that in many backward and civilized areas, they usually want to do something dangerous. The wizards always like to get drunk and then beat themselves with whips in order to achieve success. Reaching the peak of my anger, I rushed all the way to my destination.

Now that I had solved the mystery of my childhood memories, I took out my sticky notes and started recording them. When my fingers crossed the last page, I was surprised to find that the words originally written It was slowly fading and had a tendency to disappear. I couldn't help but be alarmed and hurriedly covered it with the original text. As I was writing and meditating, I suddenly questioned why this important text was recorded in the note. What about the end? It undoubtedly reveals a hidden message, that is, all the records I wrote before have disappeared for no reason. So that I have no place to write, so I can only write it in this position. So, will it Is it the dividing point of the cycle, and will it return to the beginning later?

In the wind alley with dark red adobe bricks, I once told myself that there was an arrow on my arm. Could it be a warning from the future?

This is not the time to think about this, I must I wanted to find Sister Di to stop her from jumping off the building and exchange messages with each other.

I quickly climbed up the rotten wood corridor, and then climbed over the old iron desks and chairs. The back door of the classroom was ajar, and Sister Di who was running away really walked away. This way. But this is a nightmare. A person's appearance may be distorted, and the voice may also change the tone. If she hides under the podium at this moment, and I enter in a hurry, it is very likely that she will be shocked again. Then, she will I would have escaped out the door. If I had not climbed up to the window sill but gone up three floors towards the clock tower, I don’t know how many troubles would have occurred.

Therefore, when I came to the end room, I hesitated a little and planned to clear up the misunderstanding first. Then go in. And when I opened the door, a burst of light came out, almost blinding my eyes. Where is this? The environment passing by seemed familiar and yet strange.

When I saw this bright light , After gradually getting used to it, I found myself lying on the red carpet. The layout and appearance of this house were all that of a 0514 warehouse, including the location of several windows and the mottled exterior wall of the building opposite. However, it was impossible to be sure because it It was obviously not a suite, but rather like a residence. No hotel room would have a kitchen.

A woman covered in oil and dust sat leaning against the wall. The sunset filtered in through the window lattice and hit her body, blending into an orange color with her whole body. She lowered her eyes and was stroking my messy long hair, sometimes sighing and sometimes rubbing her face.

"Are you really Dixie?" When it was confirmed that this woman was wearing a blue shirt and carrying a camera, I not only felt sad and happy, but also said with emotion:"I finally caught up with you! Are you yourself now? Or is it the beginning of another dream?"

"Who knows? I have no impression at all."She looked directly into my eyes and said,"You don't have to be afraid of me."

"Afraid? What am I afraid of?"Hearing this, I couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that I had also made this usual language joke with her?

"No, you misunderstood. I have no impression of this place, but I feel like I have been there before. Of course I am myself. did you know? In the endless dream escape, your identity is always changing. I just want to explain that I have to kill you many times to avoid being harmed by you. She took out a cigarette from her trouser pocket, lit one for herself, and said,"Where are the rest of the people? Why are you the only one here?""

Seeing her confused look, I roughly described the cause and effect of the whole incident, and then confirmed to her that the features of the wings and the miniature camera under the brim of the hat show that we are the ones closest to the natural state. Di My sister listened casually and said that this thing looked very much like Attila's cloak. I took a quick glance at it and couldn't help but find that there were only two black bird feathers left. Now that I have found her, what should I do next? How to escape from this countercurrent sun?

"Perhaps, we have experienced the same sitting like this and the same conversation many times. Therefore, I have no doubt that this place may be a reincarnation node, where everything begins and everything ends here."She took off the tag from her neck, turned to the back to see what she had written, asked me for a note, then sat on the sofa and started arranging clues to see if there were any discrepancies between them.

While she was busy, I memorized Start walking around the house to get a preliminary understanding of the environment. This must be someone's home, but there are no photos hanging on it, and the tea on the table is still hot, indicating that someone was originally in the house and has gone out now. Not long after, I heard a kettle screaming, so I couldn't help but walk to the kitchen next to the bathroom and look around.

"Eh? The little window above your head? Natural light?"I suddenly remembered that the detective once stood in front of a row of signs indicating that there were vases next to the water table and said that this location originally had a window, and the rooms on the left and right should belong to two buildings. And isn't what I see in front of me the answer? It It was still a big house, but it was partitioned off by wooden walls. The sunlight coming from the large windows happened to be able to penetrate and illuminate the entire kitchen.

"Come here, I've found a difference. Sister Di frowned and studied the piece of paper. She waved to me and said,"There are at least three passages in it that don't match up." Some about you, some about me."

Through the description, she had roughly had such a dream in her experience. One was that Sister Di had an extra gun in her hand for no reason and was aiming at me who was lying on the ground. She said that my leg was lame and said to her After saying some words, he grabbed her hand and pulled the trigger when she was not prepared, killing himself; there was also a section where she was blocked in the room, and some invisible people were using her as a threat to coerce me.. As a result, I became furious and said that no matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't protect my family in the end. Before I could finish my words, I held the explosive pack and set it on fire, and then the whole place burned to ashes. But what she lacked was the Broken Crow Abbey. The content of the scene.

From these clues, she and I slowly figured out the reason. There were about seven dreams put together, and there were no differences between them. As long as I appeared in the record, I must have been there. However, I was killed instantly. Or someone could hold someone hostage, unable to leave any words. And after going around in a big circle to get here, it became a blank in content. Theoretically, we are immortal and cannot be destroyed by any external force. It is precisely because the body is not in it, but the incarnation It becomes a substance like soul, so it kills but never disperses, disperses and reunites, and lives and breathes.

"But is it really a dream?"I took out the perfume bottle recovered from the mass grave from my trouser pocket and played with it in my hand. Not only was I horrified, but I asked:"If it is interpreted as a dream, then this thing will disappear like words, but the reality is that it was I caught it in my hand. It has been almost ten years since this incident occurred. In other words, I have gone back to the past and saved my former self."

Sister Di calmed down and quickly realized the problem, but neither of us had a clue. We could only take one step at a time. Since she was lost in the dressing room, and I also moved a stool and sat in the room before entering. The sun is shining, so I can only go back there and see what happens. Thinking about it, I greeted her and started to go to the right compartment. I saw the rotary switch in the smoking room. I turned it and the petal-shaped chandelier was turned on. Bright, with a soft light. This house is exactly the 0514 warehouse.

We walked around the big wooden table and glanced in that direction. We were both secretly surprised. To her, the outer wall had disappeared and became the same room. ; For me, it was like returning to the nightmare of the previous day, the moment when I was fighting with the withered woman; in the corner where the dressing table was originally, there was a row of low sofas without backrests, and a few rattan boxes for old things.

"It's right here, in this position." Sister Di stepped forward, lay down in front of the rattan box, and started groping with her hands. After a while, she shook a lighter towards me and said,"I remember it, it was the last time I saw it. He picked up the things like this and turned around and handed them to the person next to him. When he turned around and came back, he felt that his eyes were dark, and then he squatted half-crouched in the gravel for no reason. It's the same now, but the target has changed. Originally, it was the detective standing by, not you."

"My memory is the same as yours. The detective said it would be interesting to find what was lost in the nightmare in reality. Then you two got into this place, and then you disappeared without any reason after being disrupted. Because of this, I moved a chair and sat here, trying to drag you back to reality from the sun. In the subsequent dream, this lighter was accidentally lost. When I came here, I never found it in my trouser pocket."I walked forward slowly, glanced at the corner, and said in surprise:"But please wait first."

The furnishings in front of me are exactly the same as in the nightmare, but the sofa against the wall is missing one, like a neat tooth missing, it looks very abrupt, and the missing one is exactly the one that was wrapped around the fabric in the rattan box. I moved the one I was looking at out of curiosity. When I opened the seat cushion to see what was emitting the fluorescent light, I saw an ice cave, and then I woke up from the dream.

If this room is a reincarnation node, and The low sofa is a prop for entering and exiting the sun, so the scene I saw in front of me is undoubtedly saying that it has disappeared for some reason. Therefore, it also cuts off our way back to reality.

I squatted on the spot, thinking Should I tell her this ruthless reality? At this moment, there was the sound of someone entering the house from the direction of the living room. We were both startled and stood up straight. When we appeared here, water was boiling in the kitchen and coffee cups It was hot, and there were clothes and pants left on the sofa. It was obvious that this was someone else's home. And now that the owner was back, I didn't know how he would react when he saw two uninvited guests in his home for no reason. And how were we going to explain to this person? ?

"I didn't hear the door open. When did this person come in? Could it be that he was in the house originally?"Sister Di couldn't help but be confused.

"Don't talk yet, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble now."I said silently to Sister Di, and held her behind me, staring at the passage, not daring to express my anger. Since this place is similar to my nightmare the night before, this person is most likely the withered woman..I was beaten half to death by her last time. Fortunately, I was woken up by the female soldier in time. It’s hard to say whether I’m so lucky this time.

"Don't panic yet. Have you seen the trophy in the cupboard? I pointed my mouth at the standing cupboard and told her to hold it quietly in my hand. When the man showed his head, I would smash it down without hesitation. I whispered to her and said:"In a while, you will be like this, I will be like this, and so on."……"

"No, I want to do it to you, knocking others unconscious without asking any questions, and it’s still in someone else’s house. I can’t do that kind of thing." Before I finished speaking, Sister Di sternly refused and shouted in a low voice:"We are the ones who are at fault, do you understand? Why are you so savage?"

Just when I waved my hand to silence her, a puddle of water came out on the wooden floor. Then, more water gushed out from other rooms. She and I were dumbfounded, and we didn't have time to care about it for a moment. How do people deal with it? We want to find out where this puddle of water comes from first. While looking around, we both noticed that outside the side window, the warm sunset just now had been replaced by leaden gray clouds. At this moment, it was dark outside. It was pouring rain and accompanied by strong winds, washing away the broken windows one after another.

"Could it be that the house is leaking? But this is the fifth floor. No matter how shabby the hotel is, it cannot be exaggerated to this extent! I had a vague feeling that something was wrong, so I grabbed her hand and said,"The best thing to do is to stop caring about who is in the room. This kind of situation will never happen in reality, which means that the new The crisis has been triggered!"

Before I finished speaking, the house began to tilt, and more water rushed in from all directions. In the blink of an eye, it had spread over my calves. At this moment, Sister Di and I seemed to be in the cabin of the Titanic that hit an iceberg. She was so anxious that she even forgot to put the trophy back to its place. Just like that, we dodged among all kinds of debris and collapsed cupboards, and returned to the living room in embarrassment. However, there was nothing in front of us. Someone is walking in the house, and more water is pouring in through the cracks in the window!

"Now that things have happened, follow me to the hotel terrace to take shelter. There is a wide view. We need to figure out what is going on first."

"No, just wait." She grabbed me and refused to let go. She was so strong that she almost pulled me to the ground. Looking at this anxious expression, I couldn't help but stand up straight. I was about to ask, but she said :"Don't open this door, I have a very bad feeling. Maybe it’s because I’ve been here many times before, but I always feel that as soon as the door opens, something unexpected will happen to us, or we’ll start over."

"This is easy to do, just record it first."I took off the cap of my pen and signaled Sister Di to lift her shirt, intending to write on her back the words"There will be a flood after returning to 0514. If you don't leave, you will drown." But her silk shirt was only pulled up to her waist. I noticed that it had been written on it. It was the number 13. It was also recorded in my note. What did it mean? I couldn't figure it out at the moment. There will always be a moment when I can figure it out. I threw it aside. , and quickly wrote these words on my back. Then I plucked up the courage to come to the front door and looked back to see what she meant. Sister Di nodded to me, indicating that she was ready. I took a deep breath, and a thousand thoughts flashed through my mind. With hundreds of possibilities, he turned the handle and looked outside anxiously. Not only was his jaw dropped by the scene in front of him. Is this a hotel or a sunken ship on the ice sea? The familiar corridors, greasy carpets, and the position of each door, They all told me that it was the corridor on the fifth floor. More puddles were flowing on the ceiling, and it was like a flash flood erupting around the corner. The water mercilessly swallowed everything in front of us. If we were still wandering around in the house, maybe even the door panels would be pulled. If you don't open, the situation has reached a point where you have to escape!

"You follow me closely, and be careful yourself so that you don't get swept away by the water."When I stepped out of the room with my front foot, the corridor tilted at 45 degrees with my back foot. Sister Di stumbled and fell to the ground. I grabbed her wet arm, held her waist, mouthed towards the corner, and shouted :"No matter how strong the tide is, we must cross it. Only when we reach the stairs can we climb up to the sixth floor."

This is an illusion. Everything in the dream is against physics and common sense, so it is all fake, but letting the person in the dream die is real. Sister Di and I kept our focus, moved to the corner against the wall, and started A difficult escape journey. At this moment, the water below the third floor was basically swallowed up, and the momentum was still rising. We had to cling to various porch railings, and then barely reached the stairs.

With a"ding dong", the passenger transport The elevator stopped at the fifth floor, and the door slowly opened. I asked her to stop where she was, and took a quick look inside. Unexpectedly, it only had a button for going down, but no button for going upstairs. It was like the God of Death's button. Ridiculing. I had to turn back and continue dragging her up the stairs. Looking up like this, I saw the wall clock in the elevator shaft, which was even more confusing.