Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 8 Listening
When Su Mengfan heard Cage's words, he felt a little familiar.He interrupted and quickly asked, "What about the survivors?"

Cage glanced at Su Mengfan, and was not angry when his speech was interrupted. He took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and said again:

"I asked the survivors of that accident. Only seven people survived, including five men and two children. I heard that the two children were brothers. And the survivors were only a few feet away from the railway tracks. The tram is relatively close.

Even more fortunately, it was the Savyolovskaya station or the entire Moscow Metro Line [-] that saved them.

Fortunately, they were close to the subway station at that time. These sweat-soaked escapees shouted for help, and the guards at Savyolovskaya Station pulled them back from the death line.

At the same time, the guards on guard quickly tore off the cover of a flame launcher. It was a local product assembled by local craftsmen with accessories, but its firepower was extremely powerful.

When the first group of giant rats came into view, and when the paws of thousands of giant rats were heard scratching the ground in the darkness, the guards fired their flame launchers.

They didn't stop firing until the fuel ran out.

The orange-red flame roared and filled the distance of more than ten meters in the tunnel, burning the giant rats that kept rushing up. Ten minutes, 10 minutes, and 15 minutes passed, and the fierce flames kept devouring the giant rats. "

"Five men?" Su Mengfan asked suspiciously.

"Well, those of us who have been to the All-Russian Exhibition Hall station before, I didn't see them before, they should have gone out or died.

After all, I also inquired about this accident many years ago. It is difficult to determine whether they are still alive.

And the two children might have died too, after all, it is not easy for the two children to survive in the current environment. Cage shrugged.

Su Mengfan followed Cage's words and nodded.But based on the auditory hallucinations just now and the accident Cage told, Su Mengfan felt that he had grasped clues about his memory.

When I have a chance, I will go to the All-Russian Exhibition Hall station and ask if there is anyone who knows.

After the story was told, everyone saw that Su Mengfan was fine, so they picked up their speed and continued to move forward.

Su Mengfan shook his head and put this matter aside for now.

The atmosphere of silence once again made it difficult for Su Mengfan to calm down, and in this terrible environment, presumably, except for believers with a high degree of faith, few people can stop thinking wildly.

Listening to the creaking sound of the handcart, the mind inevitably became impetuous.

The pipeline here is not damaged as it was during the journey from Alexeyevsk to Riga, but on the surface, it does not look any different.

But there was something that belonged to it—a particular smell, from the tunnel vents, or a particular mood.

An atmosphere, which belongs only to this one tunnel, gives it a personality which makes it different from all the others.

Su Mengfan remembers being told that no two tunnels in the subway system are the same.This extreme sensitivity, honed through years of travelling, is something that very few people possess.

The man called it the "listening tunnel", and he had such a "hearing" that he could be proud of.

Therefore, he often told Su Mengfan that the reason why he survived so many adventures was due to this "hearing".

Although many other people have also traveled through the subway system for many years, they do not have this ability.

Some people have inexplicable fears, some people hear voices and movements, but slowly lose their minds, but everyone has this consensus:
Even if there are no ghosts in the tunnel, it is certainly not clean and empty.

Something unseen and barely palpable dripped slowly and viscously over them, filling their souls with its presence, almost like cold, heavy blood dripping from the veins of great stone monsters.

Now the voice of the base manager at Riga Station was lost far behind him, as the officer tried in vain to see if there was something rapidly thickening in the darkness ten steps away.

Su Mengfan began to understand what that person meant by "the feeling of the tunnel".

Su Mengfan knew that there seemed to be more people, other people—beyond the blurred boundary, where the firelight could illuminate, where the red firelight met the trembling light and shadow—but at that moment , he was not sure whether it really existed.

It seemed, ten paces away from where the light of the fire could illuminate, that life ceased abruptly, and there was nothing but death and a black void before them, and when you shouted there was only a dull echo pretending to answer Deceive you.

However, if you sit down and no longer prick up your ears to listen, and no longer look into the depths of the tunnel, but try to take back your gaze fixed on the darkness, and become one with the tunnel, become this Part of a monster.

Or when there is a cell in this huge tissue, there will be a sound from the isolated outside world, penetrating your fingertips and passing through your auditory organs.

Slowly but directly into your mind with a simple melody - an unearthly voice coming from the depths of darkness, vague and incomprehensible...

It's not the disturbing or disturbing noise that comes out of the pipe rupture in the tunnel between Alekseyevsk and Riga stations.

No, it is a strange thing, it is clear and distant.

He seemed to have realized something from the melody like a peaceful river, and suddenly he understood the essence of this phenomenon—not with reason but with the intuition awakened by the noise from the broken water pipe.

The sound of running water from the pipe was like an anesthetic to him, slowly filling the entire tunnel, but they were rotting inside the pipe, infected by something unknown, boiling anxiously.

So they burst through the walls of the pipes when the pressure was too great in them, and the rot surged out on its own, propelling itself into the world, a little apologetic in it, making all living beings sick and mad.

Suddenly, Su Mengfan felt that he had stood on the threshold of figuring out something important, as if he had wandered in the tunnel for the last hour in the pitch-dark darkness.

At the moment when his consciousness became blurred and weakened, the mysterious curtain in front of all reasonable creatures was suddenly lifted. Knowledge of the true nature of this new world created in the belly of the earth.

Realizing this made Su Mengfan feel scared again, as if he just peeped through the keyhole on the door just because he wanted to know the secret of the door, only to find a beam of unbearable strong light coming over, almost burns eyes.

If you open that door, an uncontrolled burst of light will burst forth, incinerating anyone who dares to open the forbidden door.In fact, this scorching light is knowledge.

All these thoughts, feelings and worries twisted into a whirlwind, whipping Su Mengfan violently like a whip, which he was not prepared for at all.

So out of fear, he retreated - and he said to himself: No, this is all just fantasy.

He heard nothing, realized nothing.It was just a game his imagination played with him.

With mixed emotions of relief and disappointment, he noticed for a moment that a scene astonishing but indescribable appeared before him.

The scene faded and faded again, dissolved into the air, and his thoughts fell once more into the haunting haze that had accompanied him for so long.

He was afraid of this knowledge, so he took a step back, so the mysterious curtain was lowered again, and perhaps, it would never be opened for him again.

This storm in his head came and went quickly, leaving him shocked and weary.

Su Mengfan shuddered as he sat there trying to figure out everything—where fantasies ended and reality began—wondering if there was something real about these feelings.

Gradually, gradually, his heart was filled with resentment.He was so close to the truth of the matter, so close that it was only a stone's throw away.But he has no courage, he dare not fully devote himself to the tunnel space.

Now, all his life he wanders in the dark because he was too timid to meet the light of true knowledge.

(End of this chapter)