"Strange land?"
Jenkins stood up speechlessly, and walked out of the room to the only door No. 2 that was not open. Mrs. Copler's soul is obviously afraid of this place, and she refuses to approach it no matter what.
Jenkins took a deep breath, stretched out his foot and kicked the door open. Inside the open door, the entrance to the strange realm exuding endless white light stands quietly.
"It really is like this... I remembered, my eyes seem to be unable to see the entrance of the strange realm from a long distance."
In fact, I had already discovered it when I entered the strange world to rescue Miss Stuart last time, but I never had the chance to encounter the formed entrance, so I never took it to heart.
And by now, it's probably all clear. The cause of the incident was the entrance in front of it. Its appearance caused serious mental trauma to the residents on the second floor of the apartment.
The Leviathan family in Room 1, the little boy Leviathan began to make those terrible paintings, and even vaguely realized the problem;
Howard Link, who lives alone in Room 2, is missing, but there is a high probability that he strayed into the entrance of the strange place and his bones are gone;
Schultz, the reporter in Room 3, accepted some whispers and whispers, and since then he has been obsessed with occult research. Although the contents of the research were all false, he was finally forced to step into it by the strange world. The last message in the diary [I understand, I'm here] indicated his whereabouts.
Brown in Room 4 was affected by the spiritual pollution of the Paradox, aggravating his perverted personality, and finally killed the landlord's family living on the first floor and the boy who realized the problem. Brown is also very likely to subconsciously feel the danger just like little Leviathan, so he no longer lives here.
If we look at it from this aspect, the tragedy of Mrs. Cooper's family should be attributed to the entrance in front of us.
Thinking of this, he glanced back, and saw Mrs. Copler standing in the corridor in fear, but the expression of fear soon turned into sadness again. It eventually made it through the door, and walked right past Jenkins into the entrance.
"Hello… "
Jenkins was at a loss standing there, but he would never enter that strange situation. Now that what happened here is clarified, and the threat of the evil spirit is gone, then it is correct to let the church solve it next.
Thinking of this, he nodded his head and turned around to leave, but he heard the clear sound of glass breaking from behind.
"Um?"
He turned around to check suspiciously. There was no problem with the glass in the room, but the problem was with the space around the Paradise. Dense cracks spread all over the air, like broken spider webs. At the same time, the white light in the center of the paradox is gradually dimming, as if something is about to come out of it.
"Because no one has passed through for a long time, the paradox is about to collapse, and one or more paradoxes will be added to the material world from now on."
This is the truth of this phenomenon. Although Jenkins has never seen it, he has heard it more than once from his father.
"This... I..."
Now that the space cracks can be seen, it means that the things in the treacherous world will come to the material world in at most one minute, and then collide head-on with Jenkins who was unable to escape in time. And even if Jenkins managed to escape, he would have to face the fact that there were one or more active monsters in the city.
But Jenkins still hadn't made up his mind to enter the Paradise.
While struggling and thinking, Mr. Writer didn't notice that he was too close to the entrance. The space crack is still spreading outwards, and it has reached Jenkins' side inadvertently.
A huge suction came from the entrance, and the man was pulled over before he even had time to retreat. Before falling into the endless white light, he only had time to shake off the cat on his shoulder, and before the chocolate fell to the ground, he completely disappeared into the material world.
"Meow~"
The cat yelled at the entrance of the strange world aggrievedly. It actually likes to have interesting adventures with Jenkins. After the cry, seeing that the speed of the collapse of the entrance of the Paradox stopped, he wagged his tail, jumped out of the window, and ran in the direction of the Church of the Sage.
Familiar vertigo, but also familiar grotesque illusions. Until now, Jenkins is still not used to this kind of forced space transfer. Maybe his body is still not strong enough, so he can't stop holding the ground and retching after his body touches the ground.
This was a terrible feeling, and he had to relive the smell of fermented lunch again.
He looked up and was alone with himself, but Mrs. Copler's ghost didn't know where to go. Overhead is a gloomy sky, and black lightning strikes from time to time, but in front of him is clearly a forest, with bushes and branches showing terrifying shapes. Under the feet is a path made of gravel, which extends straight to the distant forest.
It reminded Jenkins of the boy's painting, which had an equally eerie forest.
"Ahem~"
He felt very uncomfortable, which had never happened before when he entered the strange world. Maybe it's because this place is about to collapse, and Jenkins understands that even if the flow time inside and outside the treachery is different, there is not much time left for him.
Across the way was the same formidable and dense Black Forest, but there were no trails, and it seemed as if the gravel road started at the foot. An old beggar wearing a straw hat was huddling on the edge of the path while playing a qin that Jenkins didn't recognize. When Jenkins noticed him, he raised his head.
"Oh God~"
Jenkins groaned/groaned softly, what was placed on the human body was the head of an owl.
"New guest? Welcome to Wind Chime Trail."
He plucked the strings while talking, but his level of playing the piano was obviously not as good as the bard Jenkins met in the Loon Tavern.
"What am I going to do?"
Jenkins asked cautiously, feeling the biting wind blowing from the depths of the dark and deep forest, and there seemed to be something watching him in the dense bushes.
The forest was terribly frightening, and not even Jenkins' fairy tales could depict such horrors. There was only faint light in the path, and Jenkins couldn't see far with his monocle on, but he could sense danger lurking.
"Go down the road and the exit is at the end."
said the beggar.
"You mean the road under my feet? Going down means going in this direction?"
He pointed there to make sure, to prevent misleading words.
"Of course, young man, go on."
The owl beggar played the piano and sang loudly, his broken gong-like voice somewhat matched the howling wind.
dang lang~
A small round coin was thrown out by Jenkins, and then hit the edge of the broken bowl in front of the beggar, bounced to the grass and rolled twice before stopping.
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