The colors that disappeared from the surface of the hospital flew up into the sky little by little and entered the colorful lights inside the huge ring. The time paradoxists explained to Jenkins that this is the wrong information and time flow accumulated for nearly ten thousand years, which is very dangerous to the normal world and needs to be recycled.
The time in the hospital is still frozen, and it will remain at this moment forever before it disappears completely. When it appears this time, the outsiders involved will return to the normal world, and according to the agreement, the three people walking with Jenkins will also get the freedom they want.
On the gradually pale floor of the rooftop, Miss Los, the boy Lak and the middle-aged Robinson appeared in a still posture. The gray light swept over the three of them, and then the three of them regained their ability to move against the backdrop of countless light spots rising into the sky.
Their memories linger on the last moment, when Jenkins hit the ceiling with his cane. So he suddenly recovered his ability to think, and expressed uneasiness and confusion about everything in front of him.
They noticed the abnormalities around them, and they all raised their heads to look at the gray ring in the sky that attracted the "color". When they looked back at Jenkins, they seemed to understand everything.
The spooky thing [Biggs Hospital] is collapsing, and the daytime of the hospital is being replaced by nighttime at normal time. The sky was getting dark little by little, and Jenkins also felt the weak summer night wind, and he knew that there was not much time left.
"Now you have two choices, one is to die, as all people end up, the other is to come with me to my time, the summer of 1866 in the common calendar of the eighteenth century, but I want to warn you , This is not a good time, now is the end of the era, and the legendary disaster that will end the entire era is coming, which is probably more terrifying than this hospital."
The young man said calmly, in the eyes of the other three people, the man holding the ring and the three men in black suits who looked like they were not human suddenly had a strong sense of oppression, not just now. Approachable when walking with them.
"Can we go back to our time? I still want to see my..."
The middle-aged Robinson asked hopefully.
"Feel sorry."
Jenkins shook his head:
"The story of the past is over."
Robinson showed an ugly smile, looked at his hands, and then at the three time paradoxists:
"Then let me go on and face death. After I was caught by those people and taken to the hospital, the only force that supported me from being tortured madly was that I thought I could still see my wife and children... I already have some Tired, I thought, let me keep going, I deserve it."
Jenkins nodded and looked back at the boy, Lark. The boy is smiling at him:
"I'm the same as Mr. Robinson."
"Why?"
Jenkins can't understand.
"I've had enough of my talent."
The boy pointed to his bald head:
"I may perceive dangers that ordinary people cannot perceive at any time, and sometimes I may see things that humans like me should not see. If I follow you to your era, I think this talent will hurt me more."
Jenkins thought about the current status of the world and agreed with his conclusion.
"And I know that we should die. I don't want to violate my own destiny, so let's end all of this, just like the history that has happened, I can finally sleep peacefully."
This was his own choice, and Jenkins didn't say anything more. Finally looking at Miss Rose, she did not struggle or hesitate:
"I'll go to the Eighteenth Century with you. Although everything I'm familiar with is gone, it's not bad to see a new world."
She smiled at Jenkins:
"I am a occultist. I want to explore the unknown of the world and contain the dangers that will endanger the world. Now that my time has passed, let's go to the future and have a look. When I was a child, I was very interested in that world." The distant future used to be full of fantasies... I hope that in your era, at least there are no feces and sewage on the streets."
"Of course, the current level of civilization is probably about the same as your time."
This is Jenkins' judgment based on the hospital's internals.
"I must remind you that the time loop she has experienced is too long. Once you leave the hospital with you, those disordered memories will not reappear, but time's infestation of body and spirit will make her strength and memory appear. Large-scale loss. Coupled with the differences in the basic rules of different eras, the rules of the world will selectively delete her memory, sensitive information about churches, customs, etc. will be lost, and her memories of her past will be lost. There's a wide gap."
According to the time paradoxist, this is the price in Jenkins' view, but it is also worth the price.
"In other words, I may not even remember who I am."
Rose asked, and the man in the black suit nodded, but did not speak to her.
"If that's the case... I think, thank you for your kindness, I'll just keep going."
She took a step to the side, standing with the boy and the middle-aged man:
"If I even forget my past, then what's the use of knowing more about the future?"
Jenkins was very touched by this sentence, and he insisted on this belief, and only then did he clarify who he really was in the incident of "The Stranger".
"Have you really decided?"
He asked the three of them again, and all three of them were smiling at him, but the three faces became inexplicably blurred. The night wind blows those colors and floats towards the sky, and colored particles float from the three people, flying along with those colors.
"However, I still want to thank you."
The middle-aged Robinson said:
"Thank you for giving me a real chance to escape from this hospital. I have nothing to give you, I can only bless you and wish you a happy life."
"Sir, I also want to thank you for everything you have done to us."
The boy looked up at Jenkins and said:
"The first time I saw you, I knew that you were different from all of us. Especially your eyes are really beautiful, sir, you have a pair of very beautiful eyes."
This is the first time anyone has seen the difference in Jenkins' eyes at a glance, and Jenkins is a little surprised:
"You can see it?"
"Yes, purple eyes. Brighter than mine. I suppose you see more than I do."
said the boy, and pointed to his eyes again:
"I can hear and see a lot, so you probably have the same pain as me."
Jenkins can control whether he sees things he shouldn't, but in this case, he doesn't think it's necessary for him to tell the boy Lak.
"Sir, I have nothing to give you. Then, at the end, let me take a look at your essence, and let me give you a little help."
He raised his eyes to look at Jenkins, and as soon as they made eye contact, the boy's eyes went blind. He almost fell to the ground, his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were bleeding, but he still smiled happily:
"So that's how it is."
If it weren't for the fact that this moment is at the intersection of deranged points in time, and the boy's state is also between existence and non-existence, he may be dead.
"Your eyes are different from mine. I can see and hear, just because it's a gift, like someone can run fast, someone can jump high. But your eyes are not a gift, sir, I I can't see your essence clearly, but I can see your eyes, you see more than us because you stand high enough."
The middle-aged Robinson held his hand, and the boy looked into Jenkins' eyes with dark eyes. Jenkins couldn't see other emotions from that smiling face:
"Stand tall so you can see far. Your essence is very great. I see many things, but I can't recognize what it is. You are destined to be great. Thank you for everything you have done for us."
He coughed violently, and the color of his body floated down at a faster speed.
"Then it's my turn."
Miss Rose took the words, with a relaxed smile, but she could see a little bit of regret:
"Jenkins, thank you for everything you have done for us. Although it seems to me that this is just a very ordinary day, I came to the hospital in a carriage after going out early in the morning... I have no valuable gifts for you, so I will give you some Might be a helpful hint. Since it's the end of the era, I thought you'd know the rumors of the savior."
"Know."
Jenkins believes no one knows the Savior better than he does.
"I don't have any understanding of the future eighteenth century, but some rules should still exist. My teacher once talked to me about the end of the era, and I have also touched forbidden knowledge in strange classics. In fact, I I have always held a very special role in the church. Jenkins Williams, if you are not a savior, then you must not approach any savior. The meaning of this identity is salvation, but it is itself attracting disaster.”
"What if I were?"
Jenkins asked, and the woman laughed:
"If you are the savior, please remember that the disaster is the sin of an entire era. To solve the disaster, strong force and outstanding intelligence are not necessary conditions. There is only one necessary condition, and the savior must understand that disaster What it is, if you don’t understand it, you can’t bear it.”
Her voice gradually became blurred, and all three of them looked at their hands. Not only the color, but also the body began to break into pieces and fly high into the sky, leaving only the outline of a transparent person still in place. Everything in the hospital should not exist, the only thing left is their souls who will continue to walk.