lost narrative poem

Chapter 1 Prologue

"Huchihuchi..."

Breathing violently.

"Da da da da..."

Running footsteps.

This seemed to be an old street shrouded in smog, but it was empty without a single figure, as if entering a lifeless, fog-shrouded world.

In this thick, cold and humid smog, the nose seems to be unable to breathe air normally, or the air inhaled is particularly pungent and choking. It can not only stimulate the olfactory nerve, but also really irritate the eyes. Makes the eyes sting.

Xia Ran, who was fleeing in it, felt very painful, extremely painful... He was enduring unspeakable suffering, and there was almost no hope of getting rid of this painful experience——

It's like a victim who trekked alone and hard on the desert under the scorching sun and in the yellow sand, and would die of dehydration and heatstroke at any time.

It was like a drowning person who couldn't swim, struggling desperately and helplessly, but was about to gradually suffocate.

He could only gasp for breath as if it was difficult to breathe, while raising his hands from time to time to rub his eyes, and by the way, he staggered and ran hard in the boundless, seemingly endless range of thick smog.

——as if someone was seriously injured and dying.

Well, maybe this statement is a bit exaggerated, but his physique has always been relatively weak, and his foundation is not very good. He was often prone to fever and illness when he was a child, and he spent the last few months in a hospital bed .

Right now, in this kind of thick smoke and mist, it is almost impossible to see the looming scenery around, and it is not clear whether it is day or night, gloomy and gloomy environment. For Xia Ran, it is really a kind of experience. torment.

Difficulty breathing……

eye stinging...

Coughing desperately like having asthma...

Even the air he breathes seems to be blocked in the nose, and it can't go down to the lungs at all. It seems that even if the air is breathed in, it is blocked in the chest and cannot be transported to the whole body.

It seems that the harder you breathe, the more you will suffocate, which is unbearable.Coupled with other bad feelings, including stinging eyes, as well as the wetness of the body and the greasy feeling on the touch... it can be said to be bad and disgusting in all aspects.

If he hadn't been "familiar" with this kind of situation, and could even be said to be "proficient", Xia Ran thought that he would definitely not be able to bear it.

But even so, even if he comforts and encourages himself time and time again, telling himself that this situation will not last forever, it will end sooner or later, and he can be relieved at that time...

——However, his mood still inevitably slipped a little bit, becoming more and more gloomy and depressed.

Especially as his lungs became more and more suffocated, his legs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't move his legs. His throat and lungs were burning, and his body was getting weaker and weaker. I'm going to give up on myself.

Or just like this...

Just give up...

Being caught up by the lunatic behind is just a pain for a while at most, and it will pass quickly, but if you struggle slowly like now, the suffering will be longer, and you don't know when it will be the end...

Escaping doesn't solve the problem, but it does help.Thoughts like these kept appearing in his mind, lingering and lingering.

After all, this is also the truth. There is an old saying that suffering is blessing, but it only encourages people not to be afraid of suffering, not to encourage people to take the initiative to suffer.Xia Ran considers herself to be a very normal person, and does not have any settings similar to "Shaking M Physique".

If he had a choice, he certainly wouldn't be able to take the initiative to come to this disgusting, cold, slippery smog to receive lung washing, and have a thrilling thrill with a lunatic murderer who can't communicate at all. An adrenaline death race.

……

……

A little more time passed.

"Huchihuchi..."

Finally he couldn't run any more, his legs were so heavy that he couldn't move at all, Xia Ran leaned down on his knees and gasped desperately, looking around dully with stinging and red eyes.

In the dead and silent world, it seemed that only his heavy breathing showed his presence.

Nothing has changed, day and night are still unclear, and a thick and gloomy smog seems to cover the whole world, making things a little further away appear blurred, neither visible nor invisible.

He seems to be trapped in a real "fog city", but he can't tell the direction at all, and he is not familiar with the terrain route. He wanders around like a headless chicken in the empty, cold, dark streets and alleys .

Now I don't know how far I ran, where I ran, and whether I got rid of the lunatic murderer behind me...

This smog city is like a dead city, or a ghost city. Xia Ran is not even sure whether there are still people living there, although through the thick and cold smog, some dim lights can be vaguely seen in the city. Shining and swaying, a desolate and gloomy look.

But he tried to knock on the door many times before asking for help, but he didn't get any response, and he didn't know if there was no one inside or he just didn't plan to come out to be brave and lend a helping hand.

It's really a downturn in the world, and people's hearts are not old...

However, considering that this is a "nightmare", no matter how clear it is, it is only a "dream" in itself, so it is not incomprehensible.

He didn't complain too much, but after holding his knees to catch his breath, he straightened up and rubbed his red eyes, feeling like tears were coming out of him.It's not because I feel wronged or scared to cry, but because the surrounding gas is really too irritating.

Xia Ran even wondered if he had already contracted an upper respiratory disease. He now misses the smell of disinfectant in the hospital very much. Although the smell is not very pleasant, he also hated it before.

But if you compare it now, the latter is simply a real paradise!

Xia Ran thought about these things, and kept looking around, looking at the surrounding environment. Although he knew it might be meaningless, he still wanted to see what he could use.

Although on the surface, except for the stinging and red eyes caused by force majeure, the tears flowed continuously, and the constant coughing and asthma, coupled with the previous rush to escape, made him look very embarrassed now.

But in fact, he was not too flustered, but with a kind of helplessness that he was accustomed to, and a strange calmness.

Running away is one thing, being afraid of fear is another, he ran away because he knew the situation was critical, but it doesn't mean he panicked - just like a person wants to drink water because he knows he is thirsty .

A very simple matter, nothing to do with any other emotional issues.

After all, this is not the first time he has experienced such a situation. Although it is not the same every time, it is a very similar dangerous scene.And he had indeed had enough of these inexplicable things, and this scene naturally couldn't make him feel so much fear.

Of course, this does not mean that he will calmly accept all this happening, and accept the fate imposed on him.

Anything can be endured, only the dead.If you are in a hurry, a dog will jump over the wall when you are in a hurry. It is the same reason that people can do anything when they are in a hurry... except math problems.

Xia Ran is now approaching such a state, with huge waves suppressed behind the calmness.

That's right, why is he always the only one who is abused unilaterally?There is no such reason...

Maybe it's like a spring, he has accumulated enough negative emotions such as depression, anger, resentment, etc. before, and now it probably explodes directly at this time, so that the more he thinks about it, the more angry he becomes.

And at this moment, he heard footsteps coming from the end of the alley behind him.

——that madman murderer is catching up... Maybe it should be Jack the Ripper?The notorious end-of-the-century London murderer?

It was not without reason that Xia Ran made such a judgment, and it was not just because he happened to break into the murder scene before and saw with his own eyes that lunatic just brutally killed and dismembered a struggling woman.

——Although in the dark alley wetted by the cold and thick fog, the blood winds into a carnival feast for criminals, that scene is really visually impactful, and it also made him expose himself by accidentally making a sound, In the end, it attracted the relentless pursuit of that lunatic.

There is also this weird fog city covered in thick fog that seems to have fallen into a demon world, some completely retro painting styles, the hazy light and shadow cast by the gas lamps on the street in the distance... and he happened to read some of this subject matter a few days ago information.

These have become an important basis for his judgment. After all, even if it is a dream, it is impossible to really create something out of nothing.

Thinking every day, dreaming at night.This sentence makes sense. Freud once said that any dream reflects the subconscious self and subconscious thoughts, which are reflected in the dream through some kind of change.

From a scientific point of view, when a person often pays attention to the same aspect of information repeatedly for a period of time, then when sleeping at night because the brain cells are not completely dormant, the information received during the day will be integrated and processed, and it will be very fast. It is possible to have a similar dream.

Because this kind of strange situation always occurs in himself, Xia Ran has also found relevant theories and consulted relevant experts, so he knows the reason.

He thought it made sense, and he was a man who believed in science.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps approaching rapidly, something dimly revealed its outline in the moving mist vortex, but he probably didn't expect the prey to stop, he subconsciously froze for a moment, and stopped in his tracks.

This is the moment——

Xia Ran took a deep breath, and then... rushed over without hesitation.

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(End of this chapter)