The halo around me disappeared, and then the street disappeared, the old man disappeared, and all the weird species disappeared.
At this time, I seem to be in a very large hall in a building.
The hall was empty, with nothing in it.
It is about a few hundred square meters, and the surrounding area is very vast, and it seems that there is no end when looking up, like a hollowed out building, with nothing inside, only four walls. And a large screen was hung on a wall in the north direction, almost covering the entire wall. I was standing in front of this wall not far away. The other three walls were all white tiles, although they were far away from me. But at a glance, it still makes my eyes sting.
Except for these four walls, there was nothing in this hall, empty and lifeless.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the big screen in front of me.
A scene suddenly appeared on the big screen, like playing a video. The screen seems to be from an overhead perspective. From this perspective, the screen is a ward.
There was only one single bed in the ward. On the bed lay a girl with her eyes closed, and beside the bed sat a pair of parents who had been watching the girl cry.
My eyes gradually widened, and a stream of tears welled up in my eyes.
In the blur of tears, before I could react, two figures suddenly flashed in front of my eyes.
I carefully tried to see who was coming.
It's two men.
A blond-haired and blue-eyed man who seems to be of mixed race reminds me of my mixed-race doctor, but my doctor has black hair, while he is not only blond, but also has a pair of pure blue eyes, but the outline is a bit like Chinese people.
As for the other...
When I saw another boy, my eyes gradually became clear.
He attracted my attention, and even made me temporarily forget all the unknown reasons at the moment.
It seemed to be a boy about my age, wearing a black turtleneck sweater with the collar blocking his neck to his chin. The lower body is a pair of black jeans. His hands were quietly inserted into the pockets on both sides of his black jeans, his black hair was slightly long, and his thin bangs hung down on his forehead, but they did not block his eyes. Those were a pair of dark, deep, indifferent eyes, like black holes.
Facing this boy whose whole body was covered in darkness, I couldn't help saying a nonsensical sentence: "You, are you the god of death?"
Hearing what I said, the blond man burst into laughter, and then shook his hand in front of my eyes: "Hey, don't be ridiculous, he is just like you, he just came here not long ago, a living person in your world .”
what?
The living in our world? The corner of my mouth couldn't help but twitch again, how do you understand this sentence
My thoughts have not been sorted out, but my eyes are once again attracted by the largest screen wall in front of me. The scene above was still the same as before, except that the parents guarding the girl by the hospital bed seemed to be crying a little more, trembling all over, staring at the girl on the bed with sorrow in their eyes.
There was a strong stabbing pain in my heart, I pointed to the screen wall, and stared at the blond man: "What the hell is going on, am I dead or what? Why can I see myself? Who are you, Where is this again?"
The blond man slowly withdrew the joking smile he had been wearing just now, looked at me with a profound and serious look, and his voice became deep: "I can explain to you, but what I said , I believe you will not be able to understand. However, I don't want you to understand, I just came to inform you how to live here, so, no matter what questions you have, please remember, I will not lie to you. "
"You're so long-winded." I stared at him coldly, but I still couldn't help but glance at my parents who were crying on the big screen again.
That's right, the girl lying on the screen is me, and the crying couple are my parents.
The blond man shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't mind my disgust: "The place where you are, is what seems to be a whole city under the gray sky, called No. 13 Forbidden Cracked Area. This is an alien space where only consciousness exists. "
He paused, and then tried to draw with his hands: "I will explain it to you in as straightforward a way as possible. In other words, this is a space that has not been discovered by humans, and some patients with schizophrenia, due to schizophrenia Powerful brain waves, and at the moment of being stimulated, this brain wave is dozens of times stronger, so it is captured by the Shenzhe in this forbidden area, and its consciousness will be brought to this area, this space."
what with what
My brows must have turned into a wrinkled pissing beef ball at this moment, and I shook my head at him with that dumbfounded expression, expressing my complete incomprehension.
He had a seemingly familiar expression, and then continued to explain to me carefully: "Let's put it this way, a person with schizophrenia will instantly increase his brain waves due to stimulation, and then his consciousness, which you can understand as the soul, will be Being captured by the masters of this space, that is, a group of people called Kamija, brought your consciousness here. The person who captures your consciousness, to put it bluntly, is like a bad person who captured your soul. Your soul is brought into this world. What you are standing in this world at this moment is not your physical body, but your consciousness, your thoughts, and the sleepy girl you saw on the screen is real life In the psychiatric hospital, your physical body has fallen into a deep coma. Do you understand?"
I still had a wrinkled goose expression, and I tilted my head: "I probably understand, but what is Shenzha, why did you bring my consciousness here?"
"Why did the Shenzha exist here, or even why did they bring people here? I can't answer such questions. I am only responsible for telling you that you have now been brought here by the Shenzhe, and your consciousness has been brought here The person who comes here will live in this space in the form he wants, while the body will fall into a deep coma in the real space. If the consciousness here does not leave, the body will not be awake, so we usually call it the person who comes here. man, is dead."
The mixed-race man pointed to the comatose me displayed on the screen, implying that you are equivalent to dead, and the soul is here.
"That is to say, in reality, I have become a vegetable?" I looked at myself on the screen in surprise.
"It can be understood in this way, but the current medical science must explain not the vegetative state, but the spiritual death." The mixed-race man nodded.
"How can I go back?" I almost screamed out.
The mixed-race man raised his finger and pointed to my chest: "Look at this key on your chest." Following his hand, I looked down and found that there was an extra key hanging on my chest at some point. The golden key around the neck.
"This is called the crack key. Everyone who comes to the forbidden crack zone, as the cracks on their bodies grow slowly, this key will also appear on their necks. As for the cracks, look at him." The blond man pointed at him The man in black who has never spoken to her.
The boy in the black sweater turned around slowly, with his back to me, and he slowly lowered the collar of his turtleneck sweater with one hand, exposing the back of his neck.
On the back of his neck, there was a pattern of a crescent moon emitting a faint light.
The mixed-race man followed the movement of the man in the black sweater, and pointed to the crescent moon in cooperation: "This pattern is called a crack. Everyone who comes to the forbidden zone will have this crack within an hour. Every The individual patterns are different, and the positions appear randomly on the body. Once this kind of crack is formed, the light on your body that symbolizes your living person will slowly disappear. When the crack is completely formed, you become the "human being" here. ", and according to the calculation of time, since your crack key has been generated, it won't take long before a crack that symbolizes your identity will grow somewhere on your body, and when the crack is completely formed, you will completely belong here gone."
I opened my eyes wide, not fully reacting to the blond man's words. The man in the black sweater has slowly fixed the collar to block the so-called crack again, then he turned around again and looked at me with indifferent eyes, as if he was looking at me, and he seemed to be looking behind me .
I couldn't help but follow his gaze and look back. There was nothing behind me. Looking far away, it was the end of this hall, just another wall. There seemed to be a door on the wall, but it was far away from me.
When I turned my head again, there was a trace of sympathy and pity in the eyes of the blond man.
He looked at me and sighed softly: "I know this situation is very understandable, but you just need to remember that you are dead and you came here. Maybe you feel like you are dreaming now, but in the future Days will make you gradually understand that all this is true."
Although all this is very weird and unbelievable, his words still made my heart seem to fall into an abyss and began to sink continuously.
He paused, and then continued: "However, what I am still responsible for telling you is that every person brought here has a corresponding Kazaki who brought him, everyone's Kazaki They are all different, but the one who brought you will have the same pattern of cracks on the same place as yours at the same time, you have to strive to find him."
"What do you want him to do?" I couldn't help asking.
The blond man stared at me: "If you find him, you can go back. To put it bluntly, if you find him, you can be resurrected."
I opened my eyes wide, which means there is still a chance to go back
"When you find a god cracker who has the same crack as you here, and insert the crack key in your hand into his crack, your consciousness can return to your world." The blond man seemed to see through The question in my heart was answered immediately.
"Then what if I can't find him?" I almost started to tremble slightly.
The blond man's eyes flickered with an unpredictable expression: "Then your consciousness will stay here forever, and your parents in real life will always guard your spiritually dead body, with a faint trace of fear. , looking forward to the hope that you can come back to life, waiting in pain for a lifetime, until... "
"Enough!" I interrupted excitedly, unable to believe the horror of what I heard.
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