I don’t know how late it was at night, but it was probably when Becky’s nightlife business was just starting... I probably shouldn’t mention Becky, as this place has nothing to do with Becky’s nightlife. This is a classroom at Back Bay Community College
Please forgive the question mark. Everyone knows that this university rents out classrooms at night, for night classes, interest classes... Anyway, it's a mess. The meaning of classrooms is not clear at all here.
Such as now.
Madison readjusted the mask on his face. He didn’t know who made this thing. The position of the nostrils for breathing always shrunk to Madison’s nose, so he had to adjust it every once in a while...
Madison was attracted by the voice while adjusting her mask, so young.
"I, should I start talking directly?" A voice came out from under the horse-shaped mask, with some hesitation, "I need to introduce myself..."
The rabbit head in the middle shook the huge hood that seemed to fall off at any time, "Are you new? Haha, no need to introduce yourself, we are an anonymous sharing group. Just say it, don't worry, this is a safe place."
Madison adjusted the mask on her face and let out a disdainful snort, Anonymous? At this time, the guys sitting in a circle are all wearing strange masks. Are they anonymous? It's hopeless, the guy sitting opposite him is still wearing cargo overalls! The job number is printed on the chest!
Madison turned his eyes away. Instead of listening to other people's meaningless sharing, he might as well observe the environment he was in - the box in the corner was filled with hand tools and unfinished masks and costumes. It seems that there was a craft hobby class here before, and this so-called anonymous sharing group took advantage of the resources here...
There is no need to worry about Madison's psychological activities, 'horse head' began to share -
"Uh, hello everyone." Yi Yi, such a young voice said, "I feel like my life is not real."
He echoed in confusion, "Yes!" "That's right!" "Not true!"...
A circle of weird shapes expressed their approval. Madison's mouth under the mask was almost glued together, and he crossed his arms, 'Why am I here? 'He was thinking about it.
Rabbit raised his hand to suppress everyone's agreement, "Haha, yes, admitting is always the hardest. Come on, let's share with everyone why you feel that your life is not real."
Even if you can't see the real face under the horse head mask, you can still feel the horse head's hesitation, but he still said, "I guess everything deviates from the way it should be too fast?" Horse head seemed to Looking around for sympathy, but the eyes behind the mask could only see strange masks. Ma Tou shook his head, lowered his head and looked at his toes, "Six months ago, I never thought that I would change now." It's like this." Ma Tou tentatively glanced at the people around him, still wearing a weird mask. He lowered his head again, sighing slightly, the hesitation was gone, and he probably gave up, "I, I should be in college, I There should also be my family, my parents. I should enjoy my scholarship, enjoy my college life, meet new friends, occasionally call home to tell my parents that everything is okay, and ask about my brother's life. I should …”
Ma's head was kicked by the person next to him, yes, that guy who was still wearing a work uniform.
Ma Tou rubbed his kicked leg, "I'm sorry, I have nothing to say. It's just that life is not at all what I expected. It has turned into something I didn't expect at all. I don't know what is true anymore."
The rabbit was quiet for a while, "Okay." He began to search around, "Okay." He was looking for something to say, "Haha, it doesn't quite fit our theme, but still." He raised his ridiculous paw and patted it softly. , "Everyone applaud, thank you for sharing."
Sparse clapping. Of course, Madison was adjusting her nostrils again and had no time to participate.
Rabbit's eyes fell on the workman, "Then, next..."
"Passed." It was straightforward.
Rabbit shook his head, "Okay, then, next..."
"Me!" Impatiently, the clown-like guy with a red ball on his nose raised his hand without waiting for the rabbit's permission. "Hi, everyone! My life is not real!"
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No.
"Well, we've heard your story countless times!" "That's right! Do you have anything new? Otherwise, don't waste everyone's time!"…
Madison crossed her arms again and continued to think hard, 'Why am I here? '
"I have a new story!" The clown man was a little excited and stood up, "New story! None of you have heard of it..."
He was interrupted by Rabbit, "Ahem, we are a sharing group! Not a story club!" He seemed quite serious, "Please..."
"It's a real thing! It happened recently!" The clown man also looked very serious, but for that second he said, "Haha, but my life is not real, haha, so I guess this 'real thing' is not either Where are you really going~"
"Uh." Rabbit seemed to want to stop it, but was interrupted by others, "Let him speak! Otherwise, he will be verbose all the time!"
Rabbit shook his head helplessly and made a gesture of invitation.
"You all have read the news!" The clown man seemed to be deliberately fitting his costume and began to make exaggerated storyteller gestures, "Bishop is in the hospital, right~"
"Oh my God, please don't tell me another miraculous recovery story." Someone was unhappy. "I'm tired of hearing it. You've been telling Mrs. Quinn's miraculous recovery for half a year! And then a child with congenital heart disease recovered after leaving the hospital. I’ve kept you telling the story for another month! What’s the matter this time! That’s enough!”
The clown looked very happy, "Oh! You forgot the story I told about the western major who died suddenly~ Haha, my story is not only a miraculous recovery~ but also an inexplicable death~ And~ you will like this ~No one recovered~No one!" Almost morbidly, the clown began to circle in the center, "You know I have seen countless cases~I am a doctor~Has anyone guessed~"
"Anonymous! Anonymous!" Rabbit emphasized meaninglessly.
"Haha." The clown doesn't care, and probably no one cares, "You would think that people who are about to die suddenly recover, and people who are still alive suddenly die is the most bizarre thing I have ever seen? No! Healing and Death, that's a normal thing, it happens in the hospital all the time! You know what the most bizarre thing is, in the middle!"
Someone is reminding me again, "Do you want to tell your story or not! Doctor! Well, I hope I never run into you when I go to the hospital!" "Me too!" "Me too..."
Madison actually echoed once, "Me too. Ugh, I hate this mask!" He adjusted the position of his nostrils again and racked his brains thinking, 'Why am I here? ? '
"Haha, me too, don't touch me~" The clown is actually agreeing? "If I hear the voices of any of you guys, I will probably be obliged to notify the psychiatry department, and then the doctor will order you to participate in psychological treatment~"
"Get yourself some therapy! Doctor! Uh." Someone urged in an impatient voice, "Story! Doctor! New story!"
"Ha! I can't wait~" The clown seemed to be enjoying himself, "Then I will skip some professional terms that you don't understand anyway. In short~ Bishop, what is it like when you enter the hospital? After so many days The treatment has passed, including surgery, physical therapy, nursing care... everything the hospital can do has been done, but he is still the same. He has not gotten better or worse!"
"Then?" Someone seemed to be disdainful, "He is a vegetable. My uncle is a vegetable... uh, my neighbor's friend." Anonymous...
"Ha! That's right!" The clown waved his arms, "Someone knows something! But you are wrong, Bishop is definitely not your uncle... ha, the neighbor's friend. He is conscious, he can see, he can say, he can do anything Things that healthy people can do, of course, require the help of a few beautiful little nurses, he is very weak. But!" The clown's excitement increased, "His wounds won't heal~his heart rate won't pick up~his breathing It’s not clear~His…”
The clown stopped and turned the red ball on the tip of his nose, "He's going to die? But he doesn't want to die~ He's going to recover? But he doesn't recover~ He's stuck in the middle, haha, let me learn the knowledge in my life, no, All the majors of doctors and nurses are like a joke and have no effect. Are my knowledge and majors fake? No! It’s true! But I can only watch Bishop maintain that state day by day, no It's getting worse and not getting better~ Haha, you should visit his ward. The monitoring chart displayed on the instrument, haha, is called a pattern~ because it never changes. It is the most complete copy you have ever seen, over and over again. Repeat the map of the previous second over and over again, haha, as if time and space have been frozen there~"
After a moment of silence, Ma Tou spoke up when Madison was clutching his arm, "I hope Bishop can recover. If any big shot like Barton loses, countless ordinary people, such as Herman before, will be unlucky. My life is just because of..." I was kicked out again by the work number man next to me. Return to silence.
The clown enjoyed the silence and began to bow, "My life is not real, because what happened in front of me, haha, is really real, not real. Thank you everyone~"
Rabbit also asked for applause, "Who will share next?"
"Here I go~" A woman stood up, "My life is not real."
A slightly tighter applause of encouragement, "My life, no, our lives, are not real. We are the toys of something, God, maybe?" The woman seemed calm, and her mask suited it, The unpainted faceless mask, "It's still the worst kind. We are weak and vulnerable. In front of certain, good things..."
Madison is at her limit.
He stood up abruptly and tugged at the nostrils that were shrunk to the tip of his nose again, "Sorry! You look like an ordinary lady!" Madison also consciously apologized for her abruptness, "But I can't..." Madison snorted irritably. , directly pulled off the obstructive mask, "I can't! Just listen!"
"You want to share!" As the woman slowly sat down, Madison felt all eyes focused on him, "I'll share!" He immediately pointed to the rabbit that had raised its plush paws, "If you dare to let If you applaud, I will chop off your claws!"
The rabbit retracted his paw.
Madison took a deep breath, and it felt so good to have her face touch the air. "You want to hear me say, 'My life is not real'? Better, let me tell you! These, these!" Madison's bracelets circled, yes Pointing at everyone, "None of it is true!!"
Probably without a mask, the eyes behind the hood looked strange. Madison continued with satisfaction, "You want to know why? I'll tell you why! Because of this! This is just a dream! My dream!"
Madison had a meaningless smile on her face, "Do you know how I found out?" Madison looked at the masks. Of course, no one would care if someone went crazy, "Because I can't remember how I got here. ! One moment, I was still criticizing my homework by Mr. Morris, and the next moment! I am here! With a bunch of weirdos, oh, don’t deny it! A boy who refuses what life throws at you as soon as you start living!" refers to He raised his head and said, "You are clearly a psycho who should have your medical license revoked!" Pointing at the clown, "And you! What are you going to say? Madam? What kind of conspiracy theory?" Madison finally looked at the rabbit, "What a bunch of Sad weirdo, haha, in my dream! I guess I'm the biggest weirdo here..."
"Mai, Madison..."
Someone was calling Madison, but Madison was immersed in her own 'sharing', "Huh. There's nothing strange about me. I have to admit, I've been under a lot of pressure recently. Business closures, alien races, and, my vampire boss..." Madison seemed to be performing a one-man show, better than the clown, "It's not surprising to have such a dream. Oh, so tell me, how could this be true? If I don't even know how I got here ! Dreams, aren’t they all like this! No matter what you are doing, you suddenly jump to... "
"Madison!"
Madison pushed away the person who was trying to hold her back, "So! I guess I just want to save everyone the trouble and end this boring dream. I..." Madison turned around and moved the chair. Get up, look at the posture, it looks like it is going to hit you.
"Madison!" A face appeared in front of Madison's eyes, a middle-aged woman, Ms. West, "Madison! Are you okay?"
Everything, like a page in a book, has changed.
Madison stood in front of the desk, holding an exercise that was graded zero, and in front of her was Ms. West, Madison's friend, who wrote everything that came true. Of course, it was Zach who asked Madison to be her friend.
"Haha, you don't need to listen to Mr. Morris's criticism. You know he just doesn't like your kind of subject matter." Now a true friend, Ms. West started to help Madison clean up the desk, "I like it very much. ~" West smiled, "So, will this be your contribution to "Urban Legends" this week? A female reporter found that there were hoho, vampires, alphas, ghosts... aliens around her, hoho, and then began to worry about herself. A story about ordinary people worrying?”
Madison shook his head, nothing has changed, no, nothing has changed. At the end of the class, Teacher Morris successfully criticized Madison, the student he despised the most. Now the get out of class is over, "I, I..." Madison Sen was speechless.
West had already stuffed the packed bag into Madison's arms, "Haha, you have a problem recently. Are you always wandering around like this? Are you under work pressure? Is there no progress in the police investigation of the theft of the funeral home?"
Madison shook her head hard again, "No, it's nothing, let's go." He put his bag on his back and said, "I'll take you back." He pulled West and walked out of the classroom. It was getting late, and as usual, he would send his friends home.
"There's no rush today." West smiled and patted the black cat hiding in the bag. "I'll take you to an interesting place~" He pulled Madison out and went directly to the deepest part of the dim corridor. Walk.
"Uh, where are we going?"
"Do you remember that craft class? It was in the classroom at the end." West replied with a smile, "They always made weird things, like masks, costumes and so on."
Madison wasn't listening, because he saw James on the side of the corridor, but the focus was not on James, but on the woman who threw James away in the corridor - "Don't follow me! Sorry, I can't do the same as you." Those, those... things! Treat them as friends! I'm a human being!! Ordinary people who don't know anything!! I'm scared! I... stay away from me James! I need to... handle these things by myself. , if, if I can... stay away from me James!!" (Reporter Kate, faceless masked woman)
"I always felt that the handicraft teacher was secretly selling his students' works~" Of course, Ms. West only continued.
But Madison still wasn't listening, because what he heard was a voice on the phone on the other side of the corridor—
"Sorry, the hospital is working overtime, and Bishop's condition requires monitoring... I know, I know... tell your brother I'm sorry... but dear, you know I'm a little afraid of your brother... Haha, I know, tell Director Cologne, uh, you Brother, I'm sorry, I will definitely be there next time..." (Doctor, Cologne's brother-in-law, clown)
West was still saying, "Haha, but these are none of our business~ At least Mr. Morris never stole our works~"
Still, Madison still didn’t listen to his friend’s words, because he saw middle-aged and young men in work clothes standing in front of him—
"Vinson! You have to focus! You are my brother's only support! Don't say that you don't know where your life is going! Today I will show you those guys who are so fucked up that they don't believe they are living. People! Do you want to be like that? You can decide after seeing it!" (Vinson's uncle, who doesn't want Vincent to share too many work numbers)
Madison's face began to pale—
West pulled Madison towards the end. Before entering the door, he took a look inside and saw a middle-aged man putting a rabbit head on his head. "We're here~ Madison~ This is a good place~ Teacher Morris told me "." West's voice was very small, "A group of people are here anonymously sharing all kinds of things that make people doubt life ~ Good subject matter, the teacher asked me to come and listen to it for inspiration ~ He thinks I always write about irrelevant love The story is such a waste~”
With that said, West had already taken out a mask from the box and waved it in front of Madison, "This one suits you~ Try it~"
Madison looked at the mask with the nostrils in the wrong position at a glance, and her heart skipped a beat.
Then, ah, the obvious result—Madison turned around and ran away, in a panic, running for his life. (.)