Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

The sky was cloudy and very dark, which was different from the warmth of the sunset. The rain was swept away by the flowing wind, like a woman lifting the bangs hanging in front of her eyes, and the water droplets hit the window pane from sparse to dense, and the sound began to come from the ears.

The moment Sister Di and I walked into the small bedroom, the rain had already begun to fall, of course, we didn't know that it was connected to the flood in the hotel. When I pushed the door open, I not only screamed, but also pointed to the big house and couldn't speak. This is because the scene in front of me is the scene of a scuffle in a nightmare, the bedside table is kicked over, and the milky white door is smashed. I've fought a monstrous woman who's ridiculously tall here, and then she's thrown out of the way. Even on the wooden floor, there was still filth dripping from her mouth.

And looking at the bed again, it is even more unsightly. On both the square pillow and the sheets, there was a thick lump of stiff black dirt, and there was even a piece of ivory-yellow linen pajamas that had been discarded in the corner, and the hem part was almost completely covered with them.

Did this be the first dream? I walked briskly to the other side of the bed, and quickly rummaged through the linen to the bottle of the antique perfume, and as expected.

Since being dragged into the phantom days, all experiences will be forgotten when we move on to the next round of nightmares, so we have to rely on clues to piece together clues. And this initial dream may be the beginning and the end. Sister Di asked me to put it aside for the time being, and when I checked it carefully, I found another set of pen prints, for some reason they were dissolved by the water, and they looked blurry, and after transcribing them, they were roughly like this:

"Poison, black reefs grew inside the door, mountains and valley waterfalls appeared, the impurities themselves were blue, there was no trace of demonic law, they drooped, they were educated, and they were purple and blue. "

The two of us searched Zhou up and down, confirmed that there was nothing missing, grabbed the sticky notes and studied them.

"It seems that we have traveled much further in the previous rounds, and none of the things in the record have appeared. At that time, we felt that it was necessary, so we wrote it on our bodies, but for some reason we were still dead, so we were teleported back to this big house again. As she spoke, she went to the window and picked up the jute pajamas, leaned close to her nose and sniffed it, frowning at the same time, and said, "This is vomit, and there is a lot of hair loss, and the woman in the dream you saw is very weak?"

She staggered, her mouth drooling with saliva mixed with all kinds of filth, and from a distance she looked like she was sticking out her long tongue, which was terrifying. The man was delirious, with his neck tilted, and appeared top-heavy. Anyway, the state is very poor, but it is still more than enough to beat me flat. "

"Judging from these characteristics, she was most likely poisoned," Sister Di looked around, and suddenly pointed to the glass of water that fell to the ground, "There, see if there are any small half-puddles of water stains and some pills." Maybe this person has severe insomnia, so he will swallow diazepam before going to bed, feel unwell and get up and plan to go to the bathroom to vomit, but he bumps into you who sneak in. "

The poison in the clue may refer to this. Through the investigation of the water stains, Sister Di believed that it was thallium poisoning, and the water was filled with colorless and odorless sodium poison acid, which caused the person to be extremely uncomfortable, and began to vomit violently when he sat on the bed. Therefore, I thought that she had heard the noise and misunderstood that there was a thief in the house, which was a pure miscalculation. This reflects a message, that is, shortly after the withered woman fell asleep, an acquaintance came to the house, and took advantage of her unpreparedness to secretly poison the water cup.

It can be seen that it predates the disappearance of the guests of the Fruit Core Hotel 72 years, which is supposed to have happened during the mass travel service. No one knows whether Room 0514 was used by tourists at that time, or whether it was rented to others as a residence. In short, as far as I can see, it is a rental house, which was converted into a home by that woman, so the detective's reasoning is correct, and the source of the strange thing is here. "

At this moment, the process began to trigger again, and water began to gush into the room, and the sound of someone walking and coughing in the direction of the living room was heard, and the whole building tilted like an iceberg shipwreck. The contents described in the records came as expected.

"I didn't expect this, what should I do next? "I was a little panicked in the face of the upheaval.

"Why are you listening to me, as if you were the one who broke into the phantom sun to save me. She snickered at the inopportune moment and pushed me back to the smoking room.

"Well, I thought so before I confided my secret. But after getting acquainted with it, I realized that you are the one you can rely on. I lamented and said, "If you still die this time, then the next time you wake up, we will no longer remember this." I didn't like to believe in this kind of thing in the past, but now I've learned it myself. "

"Have you ever experienced something similar?" she asked, looking intrigued and curious.

"No, it's another thing, similar to unsolved cases and the like, which is why the detectives came to us to work with. Rubbing my face, I briefly described the contents of the Lukugu Mansion about freesia, and lamented: "She is locked in purgatory, which I still have no way to enter, and I don't know her at all, but she washes her face with tears every day in that ghost place, and she has gone mad." "

I thought she was incomprehensible, but Sister Di blinked her eyes and said something similar to Fan Fat. She said: In the material world, what we come into contact with are things with volume, temperature, and weight, so the senses are divided into front and back, and there are cognitions of the past, present, and future, while in the immaterial world, they belong to the ideological category, so there is no concept of time. It's like a wooden door, until you open it, it's closed in any way, it's in constant flux. Therefore, behind the door can be the past, the present, and more importantly, the future that has not yet been experienced.

"How can you understand such heresies?" I asked, not only suspiciously, "Do you want to study it in private?"

"Isn't it amazing? Actually, they're all basics. It is not some heresy, but a conclusion reached through various experiments. Of course, there are also those that are in the hypothetical stage and have not yet been verified. Some people love to research, some people find it boring. Due to my work, I usually come into contact with all kinds of people, so I use my spare time to recharge my batteries so as not to be cold. "

"So you're willing to believe what I'm describing without thinking there's something wrong with my head?"

"Of course, some things are like genes that happen before they happen. The emotions that arise from the forgotten experience are deeply imprinted in the bottom of my heart. It's like when I hear you say those words, I have an incomprehensible emotion, even if you want to disgust me, I can't hate it. She pointed to where the detective had stood, and said, "Remember Desmond teasing me that I wouldn't be afraid of anything if I went through it a few more times? And the words I just copied from you, the issue of education, I didn't understand it at first, but now I can understand it, and that's exactly what I want to say now. "

"Education? What you wrote on me? Who is educated? I am a person with no education. I grinned and replied.

"If you can escape from the Phantom Sun, I want to sponsor you to complete your studies. You've lost the chance to grow up normally, so you think I'm just like that fat man, talking about these popular concepts is very profound, and he's just showing off. There are many examples of self-taught, but the lack of discipline in higher education, there will be a wild horse and unbridled imagination, it is easy to be seduced, and it is not too late that you are still young. Why did I suddenly have a thought, maybe something equally important had happened, but the memory was erased. She was speaking meaningfully, when she suddenly pointed to her feet and shouted, "Don't talk patronizingly, you see, footprints." "

I looked at it, and sure enough, a faint set of dirt footprints appeared on the wooden floor, which should have been left by the withered woman stepping on vomit. and all the way to the front door of the living room. I grabbed the copper handle and looked back at her, Sister Di nodded to indicate that she was ready, and as soon as I opened the door, I was immediately shocked by what I saw.

The doors of all the guest rooms on the fifth floor were crooked to the ground, rising and falling along the water, and the black rocks that appeared from those rooms for no reason seemed to have someone wrapping the whole mountain with a house. I was about to drag her to the sixth floor, but I was dragged by Sister Di. She pointed behind her and motioned for me to look. It was a footprint behind the door, behind our backs.

Since I knew the fifth floor by heart, I instinctively looked to the right when I went out, so I never paid attention to the back. However, at this moment, there is an extra stairwell in the corridor where the air window was originally used for people to smoke, and the withered woman who left the house is going to the other side of the wall. This kind of small change made Sister Di, who was not familiar with the hotel, notice at a glance.

"Now that all the information about the decapitation is emerging, we can't go wrong with it. She pulled my hand up, nodded, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know where this feeling comes from, but I have the urge to protect you and witness more impossibilities." Whatever you see, keep track of it. Besson, we're going to be able to turn evil into good fortune. "

Walking into this newly opened walkway, it was indeed an emergency fire ladder, and the purple and blue footprints lingered a few steps in front of the platform, and then staggered all the way down, and the walls along the way were full of dripping vomit, which showed that at that time, the man was in a hurry to leave. In other words, it is impossible for anyone to choose to go downstairs, the flood is from the bottom to the top, and going down is equivalent to plunging into the water.

Sure enough, after walking the turnaround staircase, the sewage had swallowed up the third floor and began to climb at the speed of light. At this moment, the hotel is tilted at 60 degrees, like the stern of a ship that has been broken by the pressure of the water, and will sink underwater at any moment. Endless rocks smashed through the stone walls and barbed in like dogs' teeth, and the narrow staircase became more and more cramped, and people had to cross their bodies to barely get through. Looking at the dark green stinky water, I couldn't help but stop, and began to hesitate whether to continue or not.

"There's nothing to worry about, it's a big deal to die again. However, we have recorded it in detail, and even our bodies are fully marked just in case, so we won't hesitate as much as we used to. Before she could finish speaking, she set an example and plunged headlong into the water.

"You wait first. "Before I could come to my senses, she had disappeared on the other side of the sewage. So I gritted my teeth and chased after it, never thinking about being choked immediately after entering the water. This stinky water is so bitter and salty that it's not a burst pipe at all, it's seawater!

Sister Di's figure became more and more blurred in the impurity-filled water, with only a rough outline. She swam down the security door into the floor and began to wave to me and sneak down the corridor, her body as nimble as a mermaid. I had hardly ever actually swam into the sea, and I used to go to the beach just to covet my stomach, and my eyes were so red and painful that I could hardly open them. Seeing this, Dixie swam back quickly, spat out many blisters from one mouth, and when he saw that I was still fishing in the water, he grabbed my wrist and then paddled with me by the waist. In this way, the two of us came to the passenger elevator in the building.

Looking around, what the hell is this? I don't remember a place like this. The whole view is completely upside down, like you're backswimming in the middle of the ocean. The surrounding walls have been replaced by black reefs, and the strange rocks are covered with many dark blue lichens. Only the various door panels and newspaper holders floating around me told me that this was still a hotel somewhere.

With a crisp bell sound, the elevator door slowly opened, and the machine could run freely in the water, which was really incredible. This is where Sister Di parked before, she left a wall clock on a sticky note and an elevator that can only go down, which can be said to be familiar with the way. I was almost pushed in by her, and as soon as I crossed the door, I fell stunned on the square carpet that welcomed me. The most astonishing thing is that this small space is actually very dry, like an invisible film blocking the raging water.

"Don't you know how to swim? Thankfully, I've completed my Level 2 International First Responder license. She leaned against the railing breathlessly, and began to twist her long wet hair vigorously, and said, "This smell is bitter and astringent, and there is so much sediment, it must be the deep sea." "

"Then further down, maybe you'll be in the deep abyss of the trench, is that okay?, and how do you tell it's deep sea?".

"Because the water flow is slow and fluctuating, the temperature is very low, and the water in the shallow sea is very light transmitted, and there is not as much sediment. You see, these soot-like detritus are the insoluble debris of deep-sea fish after excretion. She hurriedly complied, grabbed the hand I wanted to press, and motioned for the elevator to decide where to take us.

Ten seconds later, the door was reopened, and the floor keyboard began to flicker wildly, like an invisible person pressing randomly, and finally stopped in the basement of B2, and began to run slowly. In reality, the elevator does not exist, and even if it did, it would not go down to the basement, because it is a cold storage room for storing meat and an equipment room for emergency thermal coal power generation.

In her spare time, she talked to me about her interpretation of dreams. Sister Di believes that if reality is a realistic movie, then dreams are paintings based on this. Dreams will modify reality into another level of art, virtual and mixed with other elements under reasonable logic, so you will meet people who are particularly tall, exaggerated faces, and unabashed emotional outbursts. All kinds of irrationalities are pieced together, but it makes people feel that there are traces to follow. And under the guidance of dreams, it shows its necessary rationality.

Therefore, the definition of dreams lies in the fact that you can understand that the senses are not too excessive in a kind of scenario hypothesis, so that people are trapped in it and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. A special agency conducted detailed clinical observations on 150 volunteers, and the data showed that they would have a rapid heart rate, hormone secretion, and adrenaline surge while sleeping. This means that people are in a dream with feelings and emotions. It's just that the study of dreams is still very superficial, and is often confused with mysticism.

I wasn't as knowledgeable and eloquent as she was, so I could only tilt my head and listen to her gossip. The result only lasted for a few minutes, and Sister Di gradually became uncalm. The elevator is descending at a constant speed and endlessly, as if it were entering an underground tunnel. Not only that, but everything around is changing, the small space is replaced by various strange reefs, the floor beneath your feet has become a millstone, and many sea slugs are flying around.

"Is this also logical, and shows its necessary justification?" I shuddered and shuddered with purple lips, and teased her, "We are heading to the trench, and we are ready to die again." "

After about half a minute, the falling stone disk slowed down and finally came to rest at the bottom of a cliff. The whole environment is very dark, and the sea slugs floating in the air become transparent. These mollusks follow the flow of the air, moving unhurriedly and slowly, like lanterns guiding the way. The sound of the tide was heard in my ears, the drizzle was coming from the pavement, the air was clear and wet, and the thick lichen was coiled under my feet. Everything showed that we were under some mist-soaked canyon.

"It's not slugs but sea angels, follow them, it's unbelievable, why are they floating in the air? And this is inland, where does the sea come from?" Sister Di pointed to the strange reef like fangs barbs, and asked me to look at it, and said, "The thick and withered stone color, and the sediment, all proves that it is the rocky reef of the trench, and there is a pungency in the air, which is the smell of pig iron." "

Seeing the glowing sea angel swimming farther and farther, I began to chase quickly, but I didn't know that with a kick of my legs, it was like a walk on the surface of the moon, and the whole person floated into the air, and slid out seven or eight meters away at once. She also began to jump, swimming side by side with me in mid-air, and this anti-physical phenomenon gave Sister Di a new perspective, she believed that the canyon was actually a highly oxidized mantle bubble.