Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 623: Broken memories

The girl in red who came to this room suddenly disappeared outside the bathroom door. I'm not sure if she knows the situation in the bathroom. The only thing that is certain is that she did not enter the bathroom through her special ability, maybe she can't. , Who knows? In this room, she and I are as if separated by the door of the bathroom in two worlds. Although there is not enough evidence, I still feel that we can't directly ēchu, at least not at the moment. шШщ网|

I think it was a coincidence that she entered this room. In this realm, even if the parts that were temporarily generated due to abnormalities are excluded, there are countless other passages and rooms that can be freely entered and exited. Either I or she had a relationship with the owner of this room, who was probably also the person who wrote the message in red in the bathroom. This relationship to me should be maintained by "Jiang". It was "Jiang" who created this boundary line and unearthed the secret in the heart of the commenter. I was only guided by the secret, and accepted this secret. It's just like a transportation tool and recording device, then, what about the lady in red? What kind of connection is at work in the dark, guiding her to this room?

I stayed quietly for a while, convinced that I couldn't see the girl in red at all, nor could I hear her moving. At this time, the water overflowing from the bathroom was almost reaching the door. The sound of the water doesn't seem to stop by itself, although the faucet doesn't seem to be opened by someone. I cautiously stepped on the water and approached the bathroom, and through the frosted glass door of the bathroom, I could see that there were no humans in the outline inside. Maybe you will be attacked by some abnormalities when you open the door. I think so, hold the fire axe tightly, and be ready to turn on the quick-sweep super power at any time, and then turn the door handle and gently push the door open

There is really no one in the bathroom, and the bathtub is full of water. It is overflowing from the side of the tank, and the side shower is turned on. A slight steam rises in the air, and the temperature is quite high. For most people, it is only in the cold winter when there is no heating that it will be adjusted to such a temperature. I don't know what these scenes are suggesting to me. However, it is the most normal way to close the valve at this time. I did this without any accident. After the shower was turned off, the air in the bathroom was sultry and humid. On the contrary, the overflowing water from the bathtub brought a completely unheated cold feeling, which made me suddenly realize that I did not. Wearing shoes, I could not help but step on the water again. When the thin water surface rippled, the broken reflection was not like my face. Can't see clearly. But it was definitely not me. The long hair spreading in the water obviously came from a certain woman.

She lay under the water and seemed to be looking at me on the water, but it was not quite so. Although the outline of the woman was blurred and broken in the ripples, I couldn't see the true face of this woman's reflection, but Her image is groggy. Very decadent feeling.

Bloodshots surfaced on the water again, flowing outward along the water. This time, these bloodshot eyes seemed to flow from the wrist of this woman's reflection. Such a situation makes people unconsciously think of her self-harming behavior when she is playing with a wrist cut, but it better explains the groggy decadence.

I saw the image of another person in the reflection of the water. Although there are indeed reasons for surprise, I am no longer thrilled by this little thing.

And when the water calmed down, the reflection changed back to me.

However. I am sure that what I saw must not be a mere illusion, which implies some important information. For example, this woman's reflection describes the owner of this room, who was dug out by Jiang to leave a secret message. Now, even her former appearance and state have been presented by "Jiang" with the power of the boundary line. I am also not sure. She maintains this appearance and state in the normal world. Perhaps, the reflection in the reflection shows the past. An impressive memory of her.

Mentally traumatized, I want to commit suicide in this bathroom, but may not succeed. As for the reason for suicide, it may be related to the description in the red handwriting. She saw people she shouldn’t have seen, but she saw people who were very important to her, perhaps her relatives, loved ones, family members, no matter which one, it was very important. Most likely, the other party was dead, but appeared in front of her under the influence of the mental integration device.

In an anomalous place, seeing the illusion of a dead person is nothing short of a "mystery", and there are too many "mysteries" that can be done. However, if it is realized through a spiritual integration device, there must be a place of mystery that is different from the general hallucinations, and it is this particularity that makes this woman's spirit overwhelmed.

In my mind, these few clues continue to expand, forming a complete story without more evidence. I know, I know, that may not be the case, but I still enjoy this feeling of extended thinking and some elements of this story that faintly touched my heartstrings.

I carefully tasted this fictional story. The life and death, sadness and despair of the protagonists, and the emotions contained in this experience must have extremely strong emotions, otherwise she would not choose to commit suicide. NS?

"...I understand that it is not him. There is no **** in this world, and the dead will return to the dust. I should let go, seeing him in this situation is blasphemous, but I love him, I love him so much. Henry, I promised you that I will give you a child and I will leave this necklace to her, but now..." A woman’s voice echoed in my ears like a hallucination: "I will take it with me. Leave. Love your Maria."

When this auditory hallucination came to an end, an intangible but very strong impact stirred my brain. It was a complex emotion of frustration, despair like a cold hand holding it. My heart makes it hard for me to breathe. When I struggled out like a drowning man, I was already dripping with cold sweat. No longer looking at the reflection in the water, I walked quickly to the bathtub, fumbled to the drain, and lifted the lid.

The sound of the water in the water was heard, and the water line in the bathtub fell rapidly. When the last layer of water was also swept away, an oval pendant necklace appeared on the sieve cover of the drain. It seems that after being soaked in water for a long time, the cross layer on the necklace and pendant has peeled off in many places, showing reddish-brown rust.

Pendants are often seen, the kind used to hold photos, I opened the lid. I saw a photo of a man and a woman, maybe a couple, maybe a young couple. They are smiling and very close together in the photo

The woman in the photo, Maria, should be the suicidal woman reflected in the water before, and she is also the commenter in the bathroom.

I carefully observed Maria's appearance. Her outline was a bit familiar. I'm not sure if I saw her somewhere.

I hung the necklace around my neck and continued to look for it in the bathroom, though. There are no more clues in this place. The water no longer overflowed. The water on the bathroom floor quickly drained from the drain hole. I left the bathroom barefoot. The outside was still wet, but when I looked back, the doorway to the bathroom became a sealed wall. .

The bathroom disappeared.

The remaining places that have not been searched are the washroom, when passing by the toilet. I opened the door again and probed inward, but no new clues appeared inside. But it is not without exception. The most obvious is the change in the entire toilet environment. It looks like the outside world peeked by the cat's eyes. It has become dirty and old. The edge of the toilet is covered with a layer of gray, and the original smooth walls have also turned yellow, like Was corroded yàng. I touched these places with my hands. In terms of touch, although it is still strong, there is always a feeling that stains have penetrated into the surface of the material.

There is an emotion that has penetrated into my heart. I am not sure whether it is because I am in touch with the scene, or the emotion left by the former master here has entered my heart. Compared to the feeling of despair, grief, and frustration that I felt in the bathroom. What I feel here is just a kind of vague touch and sentimentality, just like in the memory. In this toilet, things that are also nostalgic happened.

What warm and memorable things can happen in the toilet? I think so, maybe, for the owner of this room, for Maria, all the time spent with Henry in this place has given every corner of this room a beautiful layer of color.

For Maria, this is the home of the two of them, preserving their yearning for a better life. After Henry's death, the huge blow made her more and more able to suppress her painful heart through the memory of this room. This is the secret in Maria’s heart. It was sealed together with the memory of "that place". It was only now discovered by "Jiang". Before that, maybe Maria in a normal society had lost her memory even though I imagined it, But these contents still make me feel something wrong. I can't tell what's wrong, but since it's a product of imagination, it's not something that doesn't match the facts, and it's not something worth studying.

With the abnormality of the toilet and bathroom before it, when I enter the bathroom, I am accustomed to encountering an abnormal event again. The emotions left in this place once again shocked me. I have a headache, but I have become accustomed to the pain. This feeling is very similar to the pain I felt when I entered the boundary line two times before. , It’s just that the source of the former is just one person, while the source of the latter comes from plural consciousness.

When I was in the bathroom, it was like experiencing a certain memory segment of a black and white scene. Although the color was monotonous, the photo showed me more clearly than before in the toilet and bathroom, what happened here young Henry combed Maria's hair here. This scene was reflected in the mirror. On the cabinet behind them was an antique record player. A soul blues style tune sung by a low female voice slowly flowed out of the trumpet. It was a very warm scene, however, when the song arrived in the middle, Henry in the mirror suddenly turned into a pale death with bleeding facial features.

Maria screamed, as if pushed by the screaming sound, I immediately withdrew from this memory.

This scene is like Maria’s nightmare or hallucination. However, judging from previous experience, no matter what kind of memory it is, it will certainly not be aimless. "Jiang" excavated and screened clues through the boundary line, and showed them in front of me through anomalous phenomena, and then I confirmed the capture, and then continued to follow the clues until I reached the end of this journey. It feels a bit complicated, but maybe this seemingly redundant process is necessary for Jiang, if you think about it this way. How much can make me feel that in the current state of "Jiang", despite its powerful ability, it is not without limits, and my existence itself, the fact that it resides in my body itself, is one of the biggest limitations.

Yes. Maybe the facts will eventually prove that this is my self-deception, but if I don’t think so...

I observe the current sink, the front is a mirror, and there is still a makeup box under the mirror.

Very good, it still works, just like it used to be. Everything that exists here, everything I observe, seems to suggest that I reproduce the scene in my memory. So, I gently put the stylus on it.

The beautiful and deep soul blues seems to span time and space. Sway in the bathroom again. I grabbed the comb, if there was a strong conscious force. Hit my body hard and almost fell to the ground. At this time, the mutation came extraordinarily strong, and in my mind, the noise seemed to set off a huge wave and pierced into my ears. It became a sharp rustle.

Crimson, black, and cracked spider webs spread on walls, objects, and even my body. I almost suspected that I was going to be torn apart by these cracks. However, despite my pain, I still maintained a roughly intact profile. I heard footsteps coming from outside the bathroom, heavy, slow, chains colliding, rattling, and heavy objects being dragged on the ground.

I immediately understood that the sheep-headed demon appeared again, and it was not just the demon. The walls of the washroom at this time were all turned into a wall of insects made up of countless beetles, densely packed. The ground squirmed, and the floor under his feet turned into a cold blood-stained body tissue, like the internal organs of a certain creature. All the alienation is about to move around, making people feel like they will pounce on themselves in the next moment and drown themselves. The only good news is that they haven't done that yet.

I exclude all negative emotions and thoughts, staring into the mirror, and intuitively tells me that the only thing that can get me out of this crisis now is to finish those things that I haven’t done yet, and to hide further clues In the mirror. So, I saw that in the scene reflected in the mirror, Maria was sitting in front of me, and it was supposed to be my image, but it was not me, but Henry.

Dead Henry, a corpse with bleeding features, I replaced this man in the mirror image.

For most people, this is an extremely weird and frightening experience, but experience and intuition once again drive my body before thinking starts, combing the comb in my hand towards Maria’s hair. When I did this, another unexpected thing happened, a familiar figure walked in from the edge of the mirror.

A woman wearing a red suspender dress, a girl in red.

I don't know how she was there. I turned my head suddenly, only to find that she didn't exist behind me. This woman seems to have walked into the world of mirroring, and only exists at the end of the mirror. When I turned around, she was already standing next to Maria, looking at me through the mirror, making me feel that she really saw me this time.

After that, her gaze suddenly moved down, staring at the necklace I hung around my neck. She moved her mouth, but the voice did not come from the other side of the mirror, but as if she was talking privately to her ear: "You thief!" After that ~ IndoMTL.com ~ she appeared in her hand The two pointed kitchen knives that had been used in the night of Valpus unceremoniously turned back and slashed at Henry behind Maria.

However, although in the mirror image, it is Henry who combs Maria's hair, but it is me who mirrors the mirror image of Henry. As long as people who have a good understanding of mystics, will they feel that after this mirror image that replaces their true form is killed by the person in the mirror, the body will have nothing at all. This is simply the most classic mirror image killing technique. I don’t have any experience on how to avoid this kind of weird "mysterious" harm, and there is no specific plan in the occult allusion. It is basically just a personal subjective speculation. Maybe someone has practiced those methods, but whether it is successful or not. There is no case to follow.

I can only trust instinct and intuition. I think that the "Jiang" that exists in my body will not let me be killed just like that. I have already got a lot of clues. If I die here, it is still unknown whether the body in the "reality" will completely collapse. However, if a new "Gaochuan" is formed, more time and opportunities will inevitably be wasted.

So, in my instinct and intuition, I must carry the information from "Jiang". This information will allow me to make the right response. Although the girl in red shows a mirror-like mystery that has never appeared in the night of Valpus, the place where she displays this mystery is still the boundary line and the territory of the "Jiang". (To be continued.)

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