Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1237: Advice

We bid farewell to the experts and watched them file into the building that had changed before. Even if people died after encountering something like that, I couldn't see the slightest hesitation in their every move and expression. But it's not like determined to break all obstacles and face the fear, and it's more like never experienced that scene at all. I don’t know what happened to them in the three days I lost. However, when facing such an abnormality together, they were full of negative emotions, and the spirit was stimulated, but it was a blink of an eye for me. After that, it seemed that nothing happened.

If it wasn't for me that something was wrong, something happened to them. Of course I prefer the latter, probably because of what the seminar did. I thought so, the tall girl glanced at me and said, "You guys are quite familiar. Huh?"

"Well, I should have been diagnosed and observed." I said.

"Should?" She didn't quite understand my words.

"I lost my memory for three days. When I was awake, I was no longer in the psychiatric hospital. I told you before." I lost them and explained again: "Mom told me that I was from the hospital. Ran out."

The two had a stunned expression, but they seemed to think of something wrong: "Did they run out by themselves?"

"I don't remember much." I smiled and got in the car first. After everyone was seated, I said to them: "But it shouldn't be because of the abuse. My mother can stare there. ."

"Is that so?" The two girls frowned, looking unbelievable, but from their standpoint, there was indeed no possibility of further understanding, and no room for intervention. "In short, if something bad really happens, remember to call us." The shorter girl glanced at the driver and whispered in my ear. He also made a call gesture.

They were really worried about me—I realized this more clearly.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." I smiled calmly. I think that only a smile like this can make them feel relieved.

As I thought, it was probably an enemy lurking in the dark, because of the failure of an attack, he was scrupulous, so. On the way to the pier, there were no more accidents.

When we arrived at the pier, some people were already waiting for the ferry. It was not the same as the desertedness when I came by boat, but it was still night at that time, and not many people would haunt the pier. Even so. On such a peninsula that feels relatively closed and few people set foot on it, it still feels weird to see more tourists than expected, and people full of life at the pier.

There does not seem to be too many abnormal things on the peninsula, the most abnormal is the mental hospital. However, I realized in advance. When it is absolutely abnormal, no matter what you look at, you will feel that it has an unusual side. Even if these people are just doing daily things, thinking of Dr. Ruan Li's description of the peninsula, seminars, and development process, there will be a vague feeling.

There should not be so many outsiders who have nothing to do with the seminar. Tourists or something, except for the two girls who were deceived, everyone seemed to have known such a tourist attraction a long time ago. Isn't this situation contradictory to the situation mentioned by Dr. Ruan Li?

I watched the people around me, but I couldn't find anything weird about them at all. Just like in the wooden house area before, before the anomaly is displayed in the field of vision in a phenomenal way, the weirdness at that time cannot be regarded as caused by mysterious power at all.

This peninsula is different from the mysterious areas I have experienced in the past.

I raised my head and looked into the depths of the river, where the clouds were very low and smeared with a faint gray. It looks like it's going to rain, but it's still brewing. That kind of gloomy atmosphere made the sound of the river beating on the pier embankment, making it extraordinarily gloomy. Wow. Wow, wow... when there was a strong wind, someone shouted immediately, and a straw hat was blown up in the air, floating towards the river, looking like it could not be caught. Visitors watching the excitement point and gossip, making the owner of the hat look discouraged.

I smelled the damp smell in the air. It hadn't been so strong before. The sunlight on our side was good, but the clouds had accumulated more than before. Everyone is saying, is it going to rain? When it rains, whatever you do will become troublesome. I thought about it this way. The tall girl had already taken out her mobile phone and took several photos of the current scenery, and then asked the person next to her to take a group photo for us.

"Take it as a memorial." She said, "Although something like that happened, I feel very annoyed and scared, but this kind of stimulating experience is not something that everyone can encounter. It will definitely become Good memory." It was like saying goodbye.

Two girls stood on either side of me, one on the left and the other, comparing to a scissor hand. The tall girl smiled happily, while the shorter girl had an angry expression. Of course, they all have shotguns on their shoulders.

We talked about some school life, and then I told them some of my adventures. Of course, because it was told in a story, they didn't feel that it was all real things.

"I will write your story in the story." I said to them.

"When you finish writing, be sure to let us see." The shorter girl said, "Is the protagonist based on us?"

"No, you are just passers-by. Therefore, your story is just a detail that brings out other important information. In the entire length, it is not very important." I answered bluntly.

"This is not good. I think we are qualified to be protagonists." The tall girl couldn't help but said: "Nowadays, adventure stories like to use women as protagonists. Do you know why? That's because women most of the time , Will appear weak, but will become strong at important moments. Such women are prone to create a tense atmosphere and twists and turns of storytelling, making readers unable to help but care about the protagonist. You see, you have it right before your eyes. Two women full of heroine breath, you should not waste resources."

"But you are just ordinary people, aren't you?" I said.

"It sounds like you are not an ordinary person." The shorter girl said with contemptuous eyes.

"I am not an ordinary person, but a mental patient." I answered calmly.

The two girls rolled their eyes suddenly.

At this moment, there was the sound of a siren in the distance. The ferry has arrived. We turned our eyes, and saw that many people had already ran to the fence and leaned out their bodies to look over there. After a few breaths, the hull turned out from behind a small sandbar, and everyone's discussion became even more heated. It makes people feel. They seemed to be impatient to leave by boat. They didn't have any nostalgia, but were happy to know that they could leave. However, this is just my personal feeling, and the two girls around me don't seem to be confused.

Five minutes later, the hull arrived ashore, and it was not much different in size from the ferry I had taken before. But obviously not the same ship. The crew put down the sampan, but no one came out of the inner cabin. I looked inside and there was no passenger where I could see. This turbulent feeling makes me uncomfortable. However, the others did not hesitate, picked up their luggage and boarded the ship. After a while, the inside of the ship became more and more heated. When the two girls lifted their luggage, I took a step ahead of them, talked to the crew, and asked why there were no other guests when the boat arrived—according to the route I knew. These ferry boats do not go directly to this peninsula. Along the way, they have to pass through the piers of several small towns. These villages and even small towns, on the map, are like guarding the mental hospital here. In the past, the mental hospital. The scope did not extend to the peninsula. But in the perception of locals, the peninsula is like a buffer zone between the "normal living area" and the "dangerous area".

Even if flights to the peninsula are now opened, it is impossible for these ferries to abandon other piers and come directly to the peninsula. That night, the ferry we took when we arrived on the peninsula was contracted out of our own pocket for the seminar. Especially coming at night, it directly hit the concerns of people in the surrounding towns. It must have been a very expensive price.

Others may not have thought about these things, but I think that the empty ferry boat to pick up people on this peninsula is a puzzling situation in itself.

The crew also didn't make it clear. It just claimed that all the passengers had just been put down on the road. This explanation is also quite reasonable, but it still cannot explain my doubts.

"Will you go further upstream later?" I asked.

"No, these passengers are going to return." The crew stared at me with strange eyes.

"Are there any next ships?" I asked.

"This is not clear." The crew said perfunctorily: "Why wait for the next batch? Just sit on our ship."

"There are still people on my side who haven't come." I casually made up a lie, "Will you come here later?"

"You have to ask the captain." The crew looked at me and said, "It's going to rain soon. If the rain is too strong, the river will become very dangerous and it won't come. And, this Once it rains in the season, it will continue for several days, and it is basically impossible to sail."

"You mean, if it rains later, there might not be a boat coming here for several days?" I couldn't help repeating it again.

"That's it." The crew nodded, "So, if there are really people on your side who haven't come over, you may not be able to leave from the river for a few days, but it should be okay from the land side. Look at this The weather, probably when the current guests are sent home, it will rain halfway." Speaking of rain, he seemed a little irritable.

Although the situation of this ship makes me want to wait for the next batch, the crew's words have to make me hesitate. If the two girls do not leave by boat now, there may not be a chance to leave. Obviously, once it rains, the peninsula is likely to evolve into an isolated island environment, and in such an environment, mixed with "mystery", it will evolve into the same plot in most horror stories. I don't expect anything, during this time, nothing will happen.

On the contrary, the intelligence brought by the crew is like a hint-after the rain, there will be a mysterious event like "the unavoidable horror in the isolated island" will happen.

This is not to say that the crew is suspicious, but to look at him from the perspective of "destiny" or "script." He seems to be playing such a specific role.

Of course, I also know that the crew themselves would not think of themselves that way.

This ferry is suspicious, but it may also be the "last chance" that is common in the story. Because this trace is suspicious, from the overall perspective of the upcoming story, it may not be malicious, but a kind of "reminder." Because it is a "reminder", it is necessary to have something special so that a careful person can figure out the strangeness.

Compared with this kind of anomaly, I think it would be more dangerous to stay on the island. So, I did not stop the two girls. After embracing and biding farewell to them again, he exhorted a few words like "be careful". Of course, I also expressed my doubts about this ship, they also hesitated, but finally decided to leave. Because they were trapped in the peninsula by heavy rain and couldn't get out, for them. It's a greater torture-they also think that the towns outside are more reassuring.

"Good luck to you all." With that said, I looked around the inner cabin, which was starting to become lively, and walked out. There are not too many people on the pier, but the ferry will stay for about ten minutes. Several crew members also got off the boat to relax and stretch their bodies. I walked to the crew member who spoke before. Passed him a cigarette and lit one himself. Without any hesitation, he took it and started to suck, and his face became much calmer.

"Are you underage? What do you come to this island for? This is not a fun place. I heard that there are developers who want to make tourist attractions, which is really whimsical." The crew spoke to me on the initiative: "I know The scenery here is good, and now many people like thrilling places. Especially those with a certain history. For example, piercing the duke’s castle, the town where murderers once lurked, and so on. But that’s mostly exaggerated. Used to attract people's attention. But here is different. Do you know the history here?"

I nodded.

"Those are true. Until now, the people around are still very afraid of this place. This fear seems to be rooted in blood." The crew's face was somewhat reluctant. "Not only in the past, because there have been many madmen in this place, in my opinion, many people are already crazy now." He meant something, but didn't intend to elaborate.

"In short, this is a cursed place. The peninsula, there are also mental hospitals." He said: "The closer you are to the mental hospital. The more strange things are likely to happen. Developers just want to use this as a gimmick. It’s a group of black-hearted guys. Hey, I believe that if the guests have an accident, they will not end well. That’s not to say. They have to pay the legal responsibility.” He said that, and he became a little excited. As if he had seen the punishment that the developers would be punished, he stared at me brightly and said: "Before they will be punished by the law, they have become sacrifices to the souls of the victims of the past and present." He said here. He paused, and said to me cautiously: "Child, if you can, leave here as soon as possible. If you can't leave, get as close to the pier as possible, don't try to leave from the direction of land, because there is a mental hospital. The more The closer it is, the more dangerous it is. On the contrary, the pier is safer. Have you ever heard of such a saying? The pier is water on one side and land on the other, but it is actually the boundary between the two worlds."

He made a "divide" gesture and said: "In the past, many people were saved after jumping into the river, but I can't guarantee anything. Because jumping into this river during the rainy season is itself extremely Dangerous behavior. But, if there is really no other way, let’s be a dead horse doctor."

He was always talking, and I listened in silence. Then he threw away his cigarette **** and murmured: "Hey, what did I say to you as a kid. It should be fine. Good luck, little boy."

"I am a mental patient, and I have just been sent to the mental hospital here for treatment by my mother." I said to him suddenly.

He reacted with a cry of "Oh". Seems to be frightened, staring at me with rounded eyes.

"You, you..."

"You seem to hate the rain. Is it because it rains and you can’t work?" I asked calmly. When I looked directly into his eyes, his eyes were a little evasive, as if subconsciously trying to avoid Open, but don't want to appear so timid.

"Basically, I can't work. But it's not just that." The crew stammered a bit, and it took a long time to recover their calm. The eyes looking at me became even more weird. "At the mental hospital, something strange happens when it rains. The surrounding towns... sometimes are affected, but most people are suspicious. After all, the history here is not very good... In short, no one likes rain except those who are crazy. Especially The kind of heavy rain that will make the river rise drastically." The crew said that they planned to leave.

"If the water rises, how far will it go?" I asked.

"...Basically, standing anywhere on the peninsula, it is impossible to see the land from the river." The crew hesitated and described: "It's like a sandbar, a town, except for the peninsula. Ah, they are all gone. Even the part that connects with the inland may be submerged. At that time, when you stand at the highest point, you will feel that you are in an isolated island in the vast ocean."

"In this case, isn't the peninsula separated from the mental hospital?" I said.

"This was the case in the past, so the peninsula was relatively safe in the past. However, the mental hospital has continued to expand and invaded the peninsula." The crew used the word "invasion", "Anyway, good luck. I think , It will rain in the afternoon at the latest, and it will be the kind of heavy rain that will drown everything."

So, he caught up with the other crew members and pulled the sampan back into the boat after boarding. Now I am the only one left on the dock. No one came out of the cabin, only the faces could be seen from the window. The crew members were busy, and the hull slowly moved off the shore amidst the sound of the whistle. I watched them go away. Ahead of them, a gust of wind was becoming fierce, the clouds became deeper, and the black color seemed to drip out at any time. I think the crew has estimated the weather too well. It probably won’t be until the afternoon. It will start to rain before they send the passengers on the ship.

Looking at the river that seems to be roaring more and more with the deterioration of the weather, I can't help but imagine that after the river rises, it swallows everything, leaving only the scene of this isolated island on which I am.

There is a familiar feeling.

I couldn't help but substitute the real scenery of the hospital into my imagination.

There is such a mental hospital in both worlds, but the difference is that the mental hospital here does not have the iconic mysterious tower. The surrounding area is only river water, not sea water.

I threw the cigarette **** into the river hard, turned and walked towards the driver who had been waiting for a long time.

The driver who drove us over was not the one I was familiar with. He seemed to be chewing gum boringly. But when I approached, I suddenly said to me: "Boy, are you going to the mental hospital or send you back to the villa?"

I stared at him, he was a little impatient, and urged a few more words.

"Villa." I said. I also want to talk to Dr. Ruan Li about the crew’s information. The current situation is a bit like playing a game, even with the same character, you need to talk many times, and every time a new situation arises, the content will be different. This information may or may not be useful, but knowing it is better than not knowing it.

I think this driver is probably not ignorant of things here.

The car started moving. On the way, I asked him about the rainy season, the peninsula and the mental hospital. The driver looked uninterested, and said in a perfunctory tone: "So so, I haven't encountered the strange things that the locals said. Of course, the rain is too heavy. If it is, it’s quite scary, as if the island is about to be washed away. I don’t think anyone likes this kind of climate, even in the villa area, they can only stay in the room. Isn’t it very conflicting with the goal of tourist attractions? ? However, I don’t quite understand what the big guys mean~IndoMTL.com~ They will develop this, and they have other ideas. This is not something we hired people should think of."

"Where is the mental hospital?" I said: "The wind evaluation is not very good, are you not afraid?"

"It's all bragging." The driver said disdainfully: "This mental hospital is not the kind that accepts severely ill patients. Before I came here, I had investigated."

However, the current situation is that the driver's intelligence is out of date.

In the current mental hospital, at least seven people are severely mentally ill—seven patients including me and Marceau.

The driver doesn't like to talk about these rumors. He always has a boring expression on his face, but he doesn't take the initiative to look for topics. If I don't take the initiative to speak, the atmosphere in the car will be silent. When the car was halfway through, I heard a light tapping sound from the window. I turned my head and saw water droplets slipping off the glass, and more water droplets slapped on the glass again.

It's starting to rain. Obviously there is still a lot of sunlight not far away. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)