Apocalypse "corpse"

"Mo Qiu, don't let him die!"

"Mo Qiu, it's up to you this time!"

"Mo Qiu, you must be fine!"

"……sorry……"

"Hmm," Mo Qiu snorted softly from his slumber, and then woke up on the bench in the park.He dreamed of something, or maybe he recalled something, his head hurt suddenly, as if a steel drill was working in it, blood splashed... No, this was a hallucination, he tapped his forehead, and looked around in a daze .At this time, the gray-blue sky is already dominated by the huge moon, and a slight halo covers the half-covered big ball. It looks foggy, and it seems to be buried by clouds, leaving only a dim circle. light and shadow.

Mo Qiu propped up his upper body, where... is this place?It seems to be a park that is lonely and open at night. He is sure that he has never been here, no, he is not sure, he is not sure, the rockery on the small lake, the green singing frogs under the rockery, the plants planted in the lake, and the surrounding areas The tall cypress trees and the leaves falling in the wind made him feel very familiar, so familiar...that he would never forget it.

Maybe it was very late, even the street lights in the park began to flicker, making Mo Qiu, who was sitting under the lights, feel his eyes sour, and the scenery he saw gradually became double.

One part is white, the other part is black, and the entwined and curled things are vaguely discernible from real to fake.But just for a moment, the tall gray trees turned back to normal, and there was even a huge beetle crawling upwards slowly, as if uneasy with Mo Qiu's gaze, it slowly swayed its tentacles a few times , and flew away "thumping".

Mo Qiu was sitting on the bench, he felt very tired, his legs were trembling slightly, showing that he had been running for a long time, but why?Why do you want to run?Is it something that happened at school?No, it's not a school, no, it's not anywhere... Then what did you do when you came out?What happened just now?He covered his ears and tried his best to think about it. He seemed to remember it, but he couldn't remember it at all. The fragmented memory took away his emotions, as if all his emotions were completely evaporated in an instant, and he could only bear it.

Let's go back……

A voice in the trance told me this.

go home...

Do you want to go home?But I don't seem to remember where his home is.He lowered his arms slowly, and cast his gaze towards the brightly lit residential area outside the park. There seemed to be his home there. He remembered it, but when was it?He stood up slowly, and walked forward hesitantly, without direction or goal, as if being pushed by something, towards the other end of evil.

The trail ahead is littered with disgusting residues, like the twisted pieces of dead meat, or perhaps the fertilizer that insects love... No, no, no, no, no, Mo Qiu shook his head vigorously, what was ahead were just hamburgers and other rubbish thrown away by pedestrians That's all, what happened to me?Mo Qiu felt that he couldn't see anything clearly. To be precise, he was in a trance, his soul was totally out of tune with his body, and the twitching powerlessness made him want to vomit.

The unnatural trembling caused his legs to show a strange behavior pattern. He just relied on intuition and let a certain force dominate him. The controlled legs swung more and more, and the upper body The incline of his body became more and more exaggerated, but Mo Qiu didn't care, he knew this kind of confused feeling between life and death, he had experienced it, escaped it, what happened?He looked at his palm, there was nothing but a clear texture, but he remembered grabbing someone with this hand, and he failed.

The scene was receding rapidly, his legs seemed to be running away from something, or chasing something, Mo Qiu turned his neck, his eyes wandered without focus, and then returned to the original point as if giving up.

The familiar park still wafts the scent of flowers, a scent that he can't describe. If you take a deep breath, you will feel the pleasure of taking drugs.

Mo Qiu glanced at the watch on his left wrist. It was strange, but he was still wearing it. He felt a sense of steam in his heart, as if the watch should have been broken a long time ago, no, it should have been thrown away long ago. Yes, but now he wears it on his wrist neatly, reporting the time faithfully.

Evening, 10:30.

Ten... half past.My heart suddenly beat very fast, I have to go back sooner, I can't do it if it's too late, it's not allowed, it's not allowed!

For some reason, he felt his legs run harder, as if a pair of gears were meshing inside, making a "cracking, crunching" sound, old-fashioned and lacking in lubrication.Mo Qiu felt that every step he took was like stepping on cotton, and finally, because the upper body tilted too much, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Before his consciousness could react, he was already lying on his side here.

With the color of mottled mud and blood, he looked forward slightly, and what he saw was a person lying on top of another person, showing his ferocious fangs and the upper body with exposed ribs stained with dark brown blood. The black traces stretched far away, and he saw that person slowly walking towards him, and the sound of panting was getting closer.

Mo Qiu stared at that person and blinked slowly, but the scene in front of him disappeared instantly like a stain thrown into a washing machine.Two drunkards were chattering in front of them lying down, shouting some songs, and the liquid in the beer cans in their hands was mercilessly scattered, rendering a dark brown parabolic trajectory, shining in the dark night. their light.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at himself. It was still the pure white short-sleeved sweater. His open arms felt the chill of the dew at night, and they turned slightly blue. It shouldn't be like this in this weather. of.When he fell down, the splashed mud splashed on his shirt, staining a large area, and Mo Qiu couldn't help laughing softly, letting him scare himself.

However, it is better to go back sooner.

Walking out of the gate, there is a small flower bed. The doll playing next to it seems to be the granddaughter of the gatekeeper, wearing a fiery red dress, jumping and jumping. The old man next to him has fallen asleep leaning on the chair.Mo Qiu didn't want to wake him up, but walked over slowly and lightly.

The little girl did not know when she stood in front of him, even though she could only see the back, Mo Qiu still felt chills all over her body.

"Little brother, you will come back." She turned around slowly, her dress was as red as blood, the little girl's eyes were frighteningly black, and even the blood on the corner of her mouth seemed real, she pouted silently With sharp teeth, he smiled "hee hee hee".Mo Qiu blinked again, and dimples appeared on the little girl's sweet face. She waved to Mo Qiu with the little doll in her hand, and ran back into the house happily, with no trace of a trace on her clean face. The bloodstains, but the rag doll, seemed to be red and sad because of the tomato sauce, once again despising his courage, Mo Qiu crossed the road and walked straight to the neighborhood where his home might be go.