Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2: Beixu

A big living person disappeared without a trace in the toilet, which brought me more surprise than fear. I am not deaf and dizzy. Someone did come in. So how did he disappear? There is only one exit.

　　 I realized that this is almost a classic secret room case.

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

　　 People who are logically careful, usually have a talent for mathematics. To put it bluntly, my mathematics scores are very good, and I like Mathematical Olympiad questions and basic reasoning very much.

　　 This is a great place for me to give full play to my strengths.

　　 I started searching for toilet cubicles, imprinting their location in my mind, and studying the traces on the concrete floor and walls like Holmes and Dubin in the "Maug Street Murder". Then in the penultimate compartment, I found someone using soot to write this sentence in an inconspicuous corner:

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

　　's handwriting is very scribble. For a while, it was blocked by moss intermittently, and it would be impossible to see it if you didn't look for it deliberately.

　　 I squatted down in a toilet position and lit a cigarette.

　　The missing guy was wearing sneakers, the soles were glued nails, and there were grass clippings. It was probably a student who had just finished playing.

　　 screamed before disappearing.

　　 Judging by the sound, what I encountered should not be disgusting things, but really surprising things.

　　 Thinking of this, my thoughts paused.

　　 I suddenly realized that people would scream. In addition to being surprised, there is another situation that is unprepared.

　　 I think about the cry again, yes, I was unprepared.

　　 I was smoking a cigarette, lowering my head, where I was squatting, the shoe print disappeared, but a few faint mud marks were left.

　　 He fell.

　　 Following this direction of thinking, I stood up with a cigarette in my mouth, trying to simulate how he walked in, where he fell, and his posture when he fell.

　　 His feet slid forward and his body fell backwards, so that the person who fell might want to grab something in front of him, or hold his body backwards.

　　 Is his gaze forward or downward, or upward?

　　 I flicked the ashes off, raised my eyes, and above my head, in the shadow of spider webs and dust, there seemed to be a strange pattern.

　　, this is what I have been ignoring.

　　 I thought, trying to keep my eyes open, trying to see what pattern it was.

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

　　 Images of the time appeared in my mind.

　　 The man hurriedly walked in, slipped, trying to hold something to stabilize his body, but still fell all fours up to the sky, lying on his back, let him see the three pairs of weird eye patterns.

　　 and screamed?

　　 is not right, what necessary key is still missing.

　　His hand.

Where did 　　 face when I fell?

　　Three pairs of eyes?

　　 My arms naturally lifted up and pointed at the pattern of the three pairs of eyes.

　　 suddenly a word flashed in my mind:

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

　　 The weird pattern on the top of my head suddenly lit up with red light, and the red light flowed along like blood. The complete pattern broke through the blockade of spider webs, dust, moss and shadow, and reflected clearly in my eyes.

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

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

　　 It seems to be human. Its split lips and sharp teeth are like mocking.

　　 It seems that the next moment, it will come at me!

　　Don’t put your hands in the dog’s mouth. This sentence echoed in my mind, and the dark wave instantly flooded my vision and perception.

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

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

　　 Once awake, the head quickly regained consciousness.

　　 is like a clear straight line, the middle is erased with rubber glue, leaving a dark piece.

　　 I woke up to find that I was still in the toilet.

　　 I lay on the tiled aisle, where the tiles are polished so that people can learn from it.

　　 There is no ammonia smell, no disgusting urine marks and moss.

　　 shining brightly.

　　 ceiling lights.

　　 is not a school toilet.

　　 Where is this? do not know.

　　 I still remember what happened before the coma. The missing student, the mysterious message, the weird red light, the six-eyed dog.

　　Don’t put your hands in the dog’s mouth.

　　 I stretched out my hand to the six-eyed dog, but if it were to reach into its mouth, it was more like a bite by it.

　　 was really bitten. My soul is aching.

　　The missing student, is he here too?

　　Standing in a strange place, I didn't have the slightest fear. When I realized this, I was very surprised.

　　My reason is working, but my sensibility is shrouded in the corner.

　　Logic is rational.

　　 Because of the blank space created by the coma, my logic has a blind spot.

　　 I want to know where I am.

　　 So, I went out.

　　 There is a corridor outside the toilet, with numbered rooms on one side, and glass windows on one side. The sun is shining outside the window, with green blankets, small trees, and a small pond. Spring water flows from the water bottle on the shoulder of the mermaid stone sculpture. There are benches under the shade of the tree. There are also some horizontal bars, sand pits, swings and seesaws. Class community rides.

　　 Warmness, tranquility, and peace—you could have found such beautiful words here.

　　 However, human corpses are everywhere.

　　 The excavated soil, dried blood, stumps and broken arms and internal organs scattered on the ground.

　　 is like a battlefield swept across, leaving scars that are shocking.

　　 The sight and smell of the facial features is disgusting.

　　 can be seen farther, the half-destroyed building exposed the steel structure, faint black smoke drifted around, inexplicable black shadows jumping on the roof, like a fairy wandering in the concrete forest.

　　 is very strange, I have no fear at all.

　　My reason is working~IndoMTL.com~ but my sensibility is shrunk in the corner.

　　Logic is rational. It whispers softly in my ears.

　　 This is the slaughterhouse of the doomsday.

　　 The roar of the dead came clearly.

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

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

　　 No matter how you look at it, a person who loses half of his head, his chest is cut open, and his internal organs are dragged to the ground, it is impossible for him to be alive.

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

　　 Zombie——

　　 The most vivid name.

　　 is really a ridiculous scene, just like dreaming.

　　 I lit a cigarette.

　　 Besides, there are no traces of living people in the garden or the road outside the door.

　　 This is already an abandoned and desolate institution.

　　 Only a strange silence remains.

　　 makes your heart beat faster.

　　 Is there anyone else here? do not know.

　　The zombies are hovering outside the door, are they lurking here? maybe.

　　 I walked straight along the corridor. This is the third floor. The house numbers start with three. All the rooms are closed. I didn't open it.

　　 There are stairs in the middle of the corridor, and there is a spiraling **** next to the stairs. I have seen such structures in well-equipped public places. The slopes are for wheelchairs.

　　 This is like an orphanage or nursing home.

　　 There is a standing fire cabinet at the top of the stairs. I took off my jacket to wrap my elbows, smashed the glass with force, and took out the fire axe.

　　 There is a dog barking upstairs.