Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

A large living person disappeared without a trace in the toilet, which surprised me more than fear. I do n’t have deafness, and someone did come in, so how did he disappear? There is only one exit.

I realized that this is almost a classic case of the back room.

Reasoning and answering, this is a game that everyone who likes logic will be addicted to.

Prudent people are usually gifted in mathematics. To put it bluntly, my mathematics scores are very good, and I also like Olympiad questions and personal reasoning very much.

This is the perfect place for me to develop my skills.

I started to search the toilet cubicles and imprinted their positions in my mind, studying the traces on the concrete floor and the wall like Holmes and Dubin in the "Maoge Street Blood Case". Then in the penultimate compartment, I found someone using soot to write such a sentence in obscure corners:

"Don't put your hand in the dog's mouth."

'S handwriting is very sloppy. For a while, most of it was intermittently blocked by moss, and it would be impossible to see it without deliberately looking for it.

I squatted down as a toilet and lit a cigarette.

The missing guy was wearing sneakers with soles of rubber nails and grass scraps. He was probably the student who had just finished playing.

Screamed before disappearing.

Judging by the sound, what should be encountered is not a disgusting thing, but a really surprising thing.

Thought of this, the thought paused.

I suddenly realized that people will scream, in addition to being surprised, there is another situation, that is, can not be caught.

I recalled that cry again, yes, I was caught off guard.

I smoked my cigarette and lowered my head, just where I was squatting, the shoemarks disappeared, but there were a few traces of mud.

He fell.

According to this direction of thinking, I stood up holding a cigarette, trying to simulate the way he walked in, where he fell, and his posture when he fell.

His feet slipped forward and his body fell backwards, so that the person who fell might want to grab something in front, or support his body backwards.

Is his sight forward or downward, or upward?

I bounced off the soot and raised my gaze. Above my head, there seemed to be a strange pattern in the shadows of spider webs and dust.

Ah, this is what I always ignore.

I thought, trying to open my eyes wide, and wanted to see what pattern it was.

Part of the pattern is like eyes, there are three pairs from top to bottom.

The image of that time appeared in my mind.

The man came in a hurry, slipped, and tried to grasp something to stabilize his body, but he still dropped his four feet to the sky, and the body lying on his back made him see the three pairs of strange eye patterns.

Then screamed?

Is not right, what key is missing.

his hand.

Where did you face when you fell?

Three pairs of eyes?

My arm naturally lifted up, pointing at the pattern of the three pairs of eyes.

Suddenly a word flashed in my mind:

"Don't put your hand in the dog's mouth."

The strange pattern on the head suddenly illuminates the red light, the red light flows like blood, and the complete pattern breaks through the blockade of spider webs, dust, moss and shadows, clearly reflected in my eyes.

That is a wolf, or a dog, but a real wolf dog does not have three pairs of eyes.

The strange dog bit the cross, three pairs of eyes full of blood, staring at me fiercely.

It seems to be human. Its cracked lips and exposed teeth are like mocking.

It seems that the next moment, it will pounce on me!

Don't put your hand in the dog's mouth. This sentence echoed in my mind, the dark wave instantly submerged my vision and perception.

Before the darkness receded, my consciousness was not always sober.

Is like having a long dream, but the actual elapsed time may not be so much.

Once he woke up, his head quickly recovered.

Is like a clear straight line, the middle of which is erased by rubber, leaving a black piece.

I woke up and found myself still in the toilet.

I lay on the tile aisle, and the tiles here were polished to make people look good.

No ammonia odor, nor nausea marks and moss.

Bright and bright.

Ceiling light.

Is not a school toilet.

This is where? do not know.

I remember what happened before the coma. Missing student, mysterious message, strange red light, six-eyed evil dog.

Don't put your hand in the dog's mouth.

I held out my hand to the six-eyed evil dog, but if it was to reach into his mouth, it was more like a bite.

Was really bitten. My soul is fainting.

Is the missing student also here?

Standing in an unfamiliar place, I didn't have the slightest fear. When I realized this, I was also very surprised.

My reason is working, but my emotions shrink in the corner.

Logic is rational.

Because of the blank created by coma, my logic has a dead end.

I want to know where I am.

So, I went out.

Outside the toilet is the corridor, on one side is the lined room, on one side is the glass sliding window. The sun is shining outside the window, green carpets, short trees, there is a small pond, spring water flows from the water bottle on the shoulder of the mermaid stone, there are benches in the shade of the tree, and there are some horizontal bars, sandpits, swings and seesaw Class community rides.

Wenxu, tranquility, and peace-such wonderful words could have been found here.

However, human bodies are everywhere.

Digged soil, dried blood, broken limbs and internal organs scattered all over the ground.

Is like a battlefield swept across, leaving behind scars of shock.

Scenes and smells full of facial features are disgusting.

As far as you can see, the half-destroyed building exposed the steel structure, faint black smoke scattered around, and the inexplicable black shadow jumped on the roof, like a goblin wandering in the cement forest.

Is very strange, I have no fear at all.

My reason is playing a role, UU reading www.uukanshu.com sensibility is shrinking in the corner.

Logic is rational, it whispers in my ear.

This is the slaughterhouse of the end.

The roar of the dead came clearly.

The brick wall surrounding this land is very high, about two meters, and the broken glass stuck in the cement on the top of the wall sparkles in the sunlight. The entrance is a five-meter-wide iron gate with fancy grid, which is tightly closed. A buggy parked on the road outside the door, revealing a black trunk.

A group of ragged, dry and ugly guys wandering outside the iron gate.

No matter how you look, if you lose half of your head, your chest is cut open, and people whose internal organs have been dragged all over the place, you can't be alive.

They, no, they are a group of walking dead, resurrected undead.

Zombie——

The most vivid title.

Is really a ridiculous scene, just like dreaming.

I lit a cigarette.

Other than that, no matter the garden or the road outside the door, there is no trace of living people.

This is already an abandoned and desolate institution.

Only the strange silence remained.

Makes your heart beat faster.

Is there anyone else here? do not know.

Zombies wandered outside the door. Are they lurking here? maybe.

I walked straight along the corridor, here is the third floor, the house number always starts with three, all the rooms are closed, I did not open.

There are stairs in the middle of the corridor, and there is a spiral **** beside the stairs. I have seen this structure in a well-equipped public place. The **** is for wheelchairs.

It looks like an orphanage or nursing home.

There is a standing fire cabinet at the staircase. I took off my jacket and wrapped my elbow, shattered the glass, and took out the fire axe.

The bark came from the floor.