"Oh, my head~"
The book-page figure in the room did not break through the restriction of the door, but Jenkins accidentally bumped his head, and at the same time, his body and spirit were injured due to too much contact with the monster.
He felt like he wanted to spit out the dinner, but he still put what he had just harvested into his clothes with trembling hands.
"Meow~"
The cat came out of the new room. The little cat stared at Jenkins with beautiful eyes. Besides the feather it was holding, it also had a silver bracelet twisted around its tail.
"33 seconds, good!"
Jenkins felt that he was on the verge of dying, and the large amount of mental pollution and shock in a short period of time made him unable to adapt. He believed that his face must be ugly at this time, but he still struggled to get up, then ran two staggering steps forward, and pushed open the door closest to the stairs.
It was a bathroom, a bathroom without any light. After Jenkins pushed open the door, there was a sink and a mirror directly opposite the door. Jenkins in the mirror smiled at the outside of the mirror and made a move to climb out, but the mirror exploded with a bang .
This was not done by Jenkins, he guessed that the monster mirror was trying to imitate his image, so it shattered. But now was not the time to think about it. Jenkins had already noticed that the shadow behind the shower curtain was shaking, and the strands of hair in the sink were wriggling out.
After blinking, he made sure that the water glass on the sink was not a monster, so he reached out to grab it. At the same time as he stretched out his hand, a bloody human hand came out from the sink and grabbed Jenkins' wrist perfectly.
"do not bother me!"
Jenkins, who was already in a trance, cursed angrily, and with a sword in his left hand, he split that hand from his wrist. The broken palm turned into snow and splashed onto Jenkins' trousers and boots, but he didn't care. He grabbed the water glass and turned around with a sword to smash the cursed figure formed by the shadows behind him, and then kicked it away in an attempt to catch him. The ghost children on his left leg slammed forward sideways, knocking away the spider web-like bloody thread that blocked the door of the room, and then fell out of the room.
"Oh, sage~"
Jenkins whispered that he hadn't felt this bad in his spirit for a long time. But he still remembered the 60-second limit, now it was the 51st second, and he still had 9 seconds to rush down the stairs and into the basement.
"Meow~"
The well-behaved cat stood at the stairs and looked at Jenkins who fell on the ground, his big eyes were full of innocence. Now, in addition to the feather in its mouth and the bracelet on its tail, it also has a gold ring inlaid with emeralds on its left front paw.
"Nine seconds~"
Not knowing why the chocolate was still there, Jenkins grabbed it as he got up.
"8 seconds~"
He didn't take the time to go down the stairs, and jumped down from the second floor in a big jump, and then looked around.
"7 seconds~"
Jenkins quickly grabbed the professor's hand as he lay on his back in front of the corridor that led from the living room to the dining room.
"6 seconds~"
The entrance to the basement doesn't have to be looked for, it's just behind the stairs.
"5 seconds~"
Taking the cat and dragging the professor to the basement, Jenkins hoped that the professor would forgive him for his rude behavior.
"4 seconds~"
The door to the basement was unlocked, and the cat and the professor were thrown in directly after opening.
"3 seconds~"
Turn around and run to the living room.
"2 seconds~"
Grabbing the talking alarm clock, I originally wanted to catch the two corpses, but unfortunately I ran out of time.
"1 second~"
He ran desperately towards the basement entrance.
At the last second, a sense of extreme danger surrounded Jenkins from all sides. That short second even gave him the illusion of a second of ten thousand years. All the places that the eyes can observe, the rich black spiritual light is wrapped around from all directions.
"Does the so-called doomsday refer to the delusion of the world?"
Jenkins thought in his heart while jumping forward, he felt the cold air suddenly spread from the soles of his feet to his heart, but the golden light around him immediately dispelled them.
Finally, before those black auras and horrific howls interfered with bodily functions, Jenkins jumped into the basement with the alarm clock.
Like the rooms upstairs, the basement door automatically closed as Jenkins stepped over the frame.
"Hoo~"
The man was lying in the dusty basement, gasping for breath. Only the old-fashioned miner's lamp hanging above his head could illuminate it, but for the people in the basement, this was enough.
Jenkins couldn't lift the slightest bit of strength now, and the laborious breathing was already the largest movement he could make after working hard.
He appeared to lose control of all his body parts a second before jumping into the basement. But fortunately, the inertia of jumping sent him into the basement, and as the basement door closed, the warm feeling flowed from the limbs to the heart and then into the brain. The body takes a big step toward recovery.
"Meow~"
I can't move my head yet, but when I hear the sound, I know it's my cat. Speaking of which, among the living creatures in the basement, only this cat can move freely.
Soon, Jenkins' view of the soil and log beams above the basement was taken over by Chocolate's half-cat face. It seemed to want to find out what was going on with Jenkins now, with curiosity on his face.
"Meow~"
Too bad Jenkins didn't know what his cat wanted to do, but it probably just cared about him.
The cat was now pretty sure that Jenkins wasn't fully recovered, and seeing this, it let out another soft meow of pleasure, then stared at Jenkins' head and widened its eyes.
"Meow~"
Jenkins, who was still in a trance, noticed that he was dizzy again, as if something in his cognition had changed. But he was not in good condition, so he didn't continue to explore. The cat next to him couldn't help showing a proud look. (Note)
"Doomsday~"
Jenkins sighed inwardly, thinking about how to spend the next 24 hours. And at this moment, the light in his vision flickered.
This is quite abnormal, because it is a miner's lamp. As long as the fuel is not burned out in a windless room, it is absolutely impossible for electric or gas lamps to flicker.
Eerie darkness and hopeful light alternately appear in the basement, and each time darkness falls, Jenkins worries that the light will never come, or that strange shadows will accompany the light.
There must be something wrong, the damn alarm clock said, 24 hours in the basement is not peaceful.
PS: The perception of chocolate changes will be mentioned in the next chapter, so don’t guess.