Doomsday Wonderland

This night passed in the tremor of the constant rumble.

In the morning, it came silent, and when I saw the sky, it was whitened, and it was so fast that it was so wrong. When Lin Sanjiu returned to God, she still stood in the same position, and the hand had not even taken it from the switch. Come down.

She stepped down the stairs and rushed out of the door to see that the streets and roads were all cracked out of the deep seams, as if they had just experienced an earthquake; all the poles were broken into countless sections, and Together with the flattened car, the twisted and broken can not see the original shape. The outer wall of the house where she is located has been smashed, but it is fortunate to be compared with the neighbors across the road: the houses have all been crushed. From the ruins, it is even hard to see that it used to be It is a residential building.

The road was empty and there was no one. The mountain on the left disappeared, leaving only a piece of earth that was flattened by it; the morning light was blocked, and half of the road was immersed in the shadows.

Lin San wine slowly turned his head and looked at the mountain along the road.

A mountain smashed the surrounding houses, as if there was a huge, protruding sore in the town, engulfing the houses and streets around it in the darkness it cast. It stood there motionless as if it were originally part of the town.

The town is quiet, except for the occasional wind, almost like a dead city.

She slowly walked a few steps forward and found a piece of black-red blood in the ruins of the opposite house.

Lin Sanjiu rushed to the ruins and struggled to remove the half of the beam. His eyes swept down, and his heart shook. He almost lost the beam and went back. There was only a little left. People - or a little bit of people.

The bones are soaked in a small white paste mixed with bloodshot, and a few wet hairs are mixed in the blood and brain. Other parts don't know where to go. Only this one may be a brain that bursts under pressure.

She stood up subconsciously and went back in succession.

There is a mountain in the town. How can people be so quiet?

Her voice creaked and slowly turned around, and then the nerves jumped again.

The opposite neighbor's window was half-draped with curtains, and the other half was as black as a hole. A pair of lenses reflected in the darkness, looking at her without a trace. The man stood far, except for the light on the lens, the whole hidden in the shadow.

"good morning everyone!"

The sudden broadcast sound suddenly shocked Lin Sanshui’s hop, and told her to have a cold sweat on her back: “At six o'clock, the new day officially started! Under the leadership of the Mayor of the Night, today is again We are full of positive and energetic positive days!"

The voice of the host who broadcasted in the car last night was uploaded from the trumpet rods one after another on the road. Lin Sanjiu clearly remembers that there was no such a trumpet on the roadside yesterday - but the world of dreams, it’s normal to change your eyes when you close your eyes.

As if I heard some kind of permission, the doors of every household on the street were opened, and people came out one after another.

The neighbor with glasses also opened the door. He had already been dressed neatly, and he still had a briefcase in his hand, but he kept sitting in the window and didn’t go out and didn’t move. He seemed to wait for the radio to ring; he glanced at Lin San’s wine with numbness and turned his head. Going to the direction of the mountain is like going to bed.

Lin San wine almost wants to scream.

Didn't anyone find the mountain? Didn't anyone realize that a mountain has entered their town and killed several people?

But then she knew she was wrong.

Everyone who came out of the house obviously saw the mountain. As it was blocked by the way, the residents who came out of the home of the ten families in the mountains came to the foot of the mountain and invariably turned into a small road. She couldn't help but immediately stepped up and stepped up behind them.

The group of people silently followed the path to a street and walked for a few minutes. In these few minutes, every time Lin San wine looked up, he could see that the tall mountain was standing behind a row of houses. In the daylight, there is a faint blackness in the whole body.

There is no vegetation left on the body, and the mountain rises and falls slightly and seems to be breathing slowly.

This group of townspeople are somehow incomprehensible and not very friendly. No one was chatting along the way, and no one smiled and smiled. They didn't even say hello to each other; she followed the group of walking dead people and turned left, and found that they circled around and came to the other side of the mountain.

I don't know when, a group of people have gathered at the foot of the mountain; in the distance, there are many black spots that are coming together in this direction. People are arranged into three or four teams. The team grows longer and longer like life. It touches the end of the street, turns a corner, and disappears.

On this side of the mountain, there is a low, ambiguous vocal sound; suspended above this vocal is a slow "咕叽", "咕叽" sound, there is The rhythm rang.

Lin Sanjiu did not join the team like a neighbor. She stood on the street and looked at the people at the foot of the mountain. She was in a confused moment.

The people at the top of each team are crouching at the foot of the mountain, and their heads are low. In front of the team closest to her, a young couple, all with a black hair. They curled up their bodies and pressed the two black heads against the mountain. The husband was vaguely ignorant of what he said; Lin San wine went closer, and countless silent eyes were nailed to her. Turned over together.

Rao is a man who has fought in battle and still feels uncomfortable.

She did not look back and stopped when she was a few steps away from the couple.

"...After the town hall has completed the routine registration," the husband closed his eyes, and the Tianling cover was tightly connected with a piece of dark mountain skin. It was covered by hair and looked like a deformity on the mountain. people. "I returned home at 9:45. Josephine has not yet returned home. I watched the speech of the Mayor of the Night Olympics. She came back and said to me, 'It’s cold outside,' I Say, 'I think it's OK'... At about ten and a half, I said to Josephine, 'I am sleepy, how about you?'..."

What are these things?

Lin San wine only felt that she was witnessing a huge horror, but she could not understand the meaning of this scene.

The black-haired wife, who should be Josephine, followed her mouth when her husband’s voice fell.

"I entered the house at ten o'clock, very accurate, and there was nothing wrong with one minute. I said, 'It’s cold outside,' Moody said, 'I think it's OK'. This part and the 10:30 dialogue It all happened. But he reported a little less detail. When I got home at ten o'clock, he was sitting on the sofa with a remote control in his hand."

She also closed her eyes and said to the dark mountain in her throat.

"How strange, when he was watching the speech of the mayor, he wanted to change channels!"

When she said this, both of them fell into a dead silence.

They didn't talk anymore, they just kept the weird posture; the townspeople behind them suddenly stepped back a few steps and opened a distance with them.

When Lin San was lost, the mountain suddenly opened a hole. The pile of mushy muddy landslides revealed a deep hole, and the blackness of the cave was not at the bottom; Moody’s head suddenly lacked support, and when he went forward, he was all alone. It was suddenly stretched out, like a mountain of two lips, wrapped in a mountain, and was pulled into the hole in the blink of an eye, and even a scream was not sent out.

"The first glorious guard was born today. She is the hostess of 128 Oak Street, Josephine Luer!"

The electric horn slammed a loud and cheering cheer, and all the residents in the town slap their hands together; the applause suddenly resembles the ocean stirred up by the storm, one after another, one after another, rushing half small town.

Josephine did not stand up.

She still maintains her original position, and her head is on the mountain, and her face is filled with a blush that is flattered and excited, but it doesn't last long. With the sound of "squeaky, squeaking" from the mountain, a piece of dark mountain skin stuck on her head and squirmed for a while, and Josephine's face paled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lin Sanjiu had a sigh of anger, and felt that the clothes on the back were attached to the skin. The cold wind blew, and she was shivering, and her mind began to faint and seemed unclear. What is this mountain in the end? Where is the evolutionary dream of it?

I don’t know when there are a few policemen armed with guns across the road. I found her different kind at this time.

"Hey, you!" A policewoman, about thirty or forty years old, yelled at her. "Don't queue up for a report, what are you doing there?"

Her sorrow, the attention of other townsmen was also attracted. Lin San wine steadily breathed, nodded at them, and walked toward the end of the team vainly; she could feel that the town police had been staring at her until she stood behind an old man, and then they withdrew them. Eagle-like gaze.

The team slowly moved forward. She walked with the crowd for a while and finally realized one thing: the time in the dream is obviously not straight ahead, but jumping forward. This will explain why the town produced this change overnight.

What kind of story will it be next?

Lin Sanjiu thought for a few seconds, but he had no clue. It would be nice if you could discuss it with another evolutionary who dreamed of this mountain...

She walked around and passed a house without a window. The TV was on, and there was a vague, impassioned speech from a person; she subconsciously followed the sound into the room and saw an evolutionist on the TV screen.

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