[Comprehensive Yingmei] Really nothing happened

"Laura?" Shadow called tentatively.

Her appearance was exactly the same as his wife's, but Shadow always felt that there was something different about it.No, not the difference between life and death, but more inarticulate than that.

Her appearance had not changed, but Shadow felt that she was much more beautiful than when they last met (well... Laura was dead at that time), and there was an air of inviolable nobility about her.

Hearing him call her, Laura didn't call him like before. Instead, she showed doubts and walked towards him, as if planning to say something...

Suddenly, everything in front of me disappeared.

……

Shadow suddenly opened his eyes, leaned forward, but bumped his head against the back of the front seat.

Wednesday was flipping through a magazine when he woke up and called casually: "Oh, you're awake. I thought you'd sleep in Derry."

Shadow replied: "It will take a few days to reach Delhi."

"Maybe." Wednesday turned a page without looking up.

If Shadow had been a deep-minded person, he would have been suspicious: Wednesday's words showed that he had never been to Derry before, and not only knew nothing about it, but he didn't want to bother to know it.And Wednesday had said before that he had a sound plan, but it was obvious that the trip to Derry was improvised, because something had happened there that made him think it was necessary to go there immediately.Well, just by checking the local news, he could have guessed a lot—too bad he wasn't.

He's just a hired man, paid on Wednesday, and he's obliged to do his job.

Shadow reached out and pressed his temple, with a strange expression on his face: "I seem to have had a dream, but I don't remember what it is." He didn't know whether he was talking to Wednesday or talking to himself.

Yemengard, who was sitting behind them, narrowed his eyes and glanced forward.

There was no response Wednesday.

……

Eddie Casperbrak never went where there were crowds.

His mother was extremely doting and protective of him.He is obviously in good health, but his mother always thinks that her son is seriously ill and weak.

"Love" can be described in many words, but usually, "like a cage" is definitely not one of them.

Eddie's mother's love for him is like a cage. On the one hand, it protects him tightly, and on the other hand, it does not let him go into the outside world.

He knew that his mother loved him, so he never resisted.

His mother told him that there are bacteria everywhere in this world, and everywhere is dirty, especially places with a lot of people.

He remembered every word his mother told him, and he believed every word because he knew that it was all for him and for her son.

After so many years of repeated explanations, he has gradually developed a fear of the whole world.

So he knew that taking the Augusta-to-Derry bus would be the fastest way, but he still didn't do it.

This new way of traveling is too dangerous! ! !In his heart, his mother's voice cried out.

And you never know how many germs are there.

Just thinking about those things made him feel like his asthma was about to attack.

……

"I'm hungry, William!"

"Come on, George."

"But I'm hungry!!"

"I told you not to make trouble!"

"If you hadn't eaten all the snacks, I wouldn't be making trouble!"

William sat on the bus with his head down, lost in his own memories.

He told his wife that he loved his brother very much.

Maybe it's because memories can really beautify a person. Those past events that were not considered very good are now so precious.

That was his younger brother, his blood relative, the person who was closest to his heart.

But he was gone at such a young age, and he never had the chance to grow up again.

For a long time after George's death, William always felt that his brother hadn't left, that he was still in this family, in this house.

He still remembers the way George died, missing an arm and covered in blood.George just stayed there by his side—by their side, watching them.

Did he resent his parents and brother for not being able to rescue him?

Or is there another reason?

He loves George, but is terrified of George's ghost, which is normal.

But, he thought, how did he forget George before?

No, not just George, but his past—their past.

……

Yemengard found that after coming to this world, she couldn't help but think of the world she lived in the longest—the world with countless old rulers.

It is obvious that the SCP Foundation is the same as that world, with all kinds of unexplainable "abnormalities".

This world... well, from a human point of view, it is not so peaceful, but in comparison, this world, like the world of the Old Ones, has some "chaos" and "disorder" elements exist.

The SCP Foundation has a unit called the Hume Index, which is used to measure the stability of reality.Generally speaking, the higher the Hume index, the less likely reality is to be changed.

If this index is used to calculate, although various Type Greens (GOC's name for reality benders) appear in the world of the SCP Foundation, the average Hume index may still be much higher than the other two worlds.

So, this is why she has been unable to accept the Foundation?Ye Mengjia had to think.

Because she doesn't like (she doesn't know whether she has "hate" emotions, "dislike" is the most appropriate) that kind of regulations that can only deceive oneself and restrain the weak, and don't like that kind of cold and oppressive feeling.Well, but she is an old dominator in the first place, so she doesn't need to accept human organization.

……

Arkham, or Innsmouth.

It's more like those two places than it is.Ye Mengjia had to think.

Obviously, the first "it" refers to the town of Derry, and the second "it" refers to the town where the "Easter Bunny" haunts.

Few outsiders visit places like Arkham and Innsmouth.Firstly, the geographical location is really remote, and secondly, the townspeople deliberately did not pass on the news because of their secrets.

At first glance, it is very quiet and peaceful, and there are not many tourists here, it seems to be a good place for retirement as people imagine.

Obviously, there are very few tourists in this small town, but people just glance at it casually and look away.

But Yemengard could feel that there was always a malicious gaze staring at her—since she got off the bus.

She didn't show that she was aware of the other party, nor did she look around for the source of her gaze, nor did she think about the source of the other party's malice.

Because there was no need—no matter who the opponent was, they would not, in other words, not be her opponent.

……

Ye Mengjiad didn't bring much luggage, and she didn't think there would be any vacant rooms in the hotel at this time, so after getting off the bus, she didn't rush to find a room, but turned around and went to the local library with her bags on her back (Yes, the library again), check out the local newspaper.

The Delhi News is not long in history, but it still exists for more than twenty years, and it almost fills an archive room.But the inexplicable disappearance or tragic death of a child is not a trivial matter, and it is almost always on the front page.

Ye Mengjiade slowly flipped through the yellowed paper, writing something in his notebook from time to time.

She has a very good mind, and she can be called a "photographic memory", and she wrote these down for the people of the SCP Foundation to read—to show the authenticity of the things she investigated.

In fact, she can just take away the newspapers with related news, as this kind of thing may not be read by anyone for a few years, let alone bother to sort out the order.But thinking about it from another angle, I really encountered a difficult problem, and it was too late to think about taking these things out.

……

It wasn't until the library closed that Yemengard left slowly.

The sun had completely set, and there were only a few hurried pedestrians on the street.Yemengard asked people a few words on the side of the road, then took his backpack and walked towards the nearest hotel with decent conditions.

Even recently, she still has to walk two blocks and cross a bridge to get there. Fortunately, she is not the kind of spoiled person (snake).

The name of the block was very common, she glanced at it and didn't care.But the name of the bridge... "The Kiss Bridge"?What's the meaning?she thought.

Generally speaking, there must be some romantic allusion behind a bridge with such a name. Unfortunately, Ye Mengjia has no romantic cells, at most he just feels a little strange.

But... She remembers, how many children died in the river under the Kissing Bridge, right?Thinking this way, when she walked to the center of the bridge, she bent down and looked down.

The height from the river surface to the bridge is about seven meters. The river is not very deep, but if someone falls from it, at least a few ribs will be broken.The current is not very fast, and the person who fell should be awakened by the temperature of the river after a few seconds of dizziness, and then find a chance to save himself...Of course, this is without taking other surrounding factors into consideration.If the child who falls is the target of some bully, he or she may be too frightened to lose his mind...but it won't kill so many people -- in so many unexplained ways.

Yemengarde thought for a while, then slowly raised his body while grasping the railing with both hands, his eyes naturally swept to the distance of the river.

"???" Her eyes froze for a moment.

There is something at the end of the river, its brilliant color contrasts strongly with its surroundings.

Yemengard straightened up, focusing his eyes on that direction.

Unlike the snakes on Earth, Yermungandr's eyesight is very good, and she could see what the color was without much effort.

It was a guy in a colorful clown suit.