Advent

"Don't bother with that guy, he's just crazy."

Rafael suddenly spoke to Allen.

After a short pause, he added: "...and this time things are very tricky, I think you understand. The people above are going crazy. They have been putting pressure on, so Duran will be a little... impatient."

Allen didn't say anything.

In fact, he doesn't really care about those people and things.

From the moment he left the "ward", his head had been aching, and when he was walking in the narrow and secluded corridor of the Virgo Military Base, that vague headache had turned into something that seemed to be eating his brain. Nerve-like severe pain.

That kind of headache didn't even make him have the strength to speak, he let Raphael lead him through the heavy iron doors, and finally arrived at a living cabin.

Thankfully, in a remote base like Virgo, the living quarters seem to be spacious enough that Allen can enjoy an entire bed (instead of a coffin box-like dormancy compartment), as well as a separate shower room.For a remote place like the Virgo military base, Allen's living conditions can already be called luxurious.

And this undoubtedly came from Rafael's preferential treatment, which made Alan feel very grateful, but at the same time extremely apprehensive.

After many years, he still doesn't know what kind of attitude he should use to face the kindness of others correctly.

If I had to say it, it might be easier to deal with something as malicious as Raymond.

"Alan, please don't be nervous, no matter what happens, I will find a way to protect you... It doesn't matter if it costs my life..."

Allen heard a muffled murmur.

A chill ran through his back, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the gentle-faced officer beside him.

"What did you say?"

Allen asked involuntarily.

"I said... I'm... sorry."

Rafael seemed to be in a trance, he didn't seem to realize what he had said until this time.

He widened his eyes in shock, and then looked at Allen for a moment.

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

Rafael's voice was as hard as small stones.

"I mean, please rest assured, we just want you to cooperate with us in waking up Colonel Raymond Morecambe, that's all."

In the following time, Rafael has been trying to maintain a businesslike attitude.

But judging from the look on his face, he looked like he had seen a ghost.

After sending Allen to the room, the way he left could almost be described as fleeing.

It's just that Allen didn't have the heart to explore Raphael's weirdness.

His experiences from childhood to adulthood have told him that if possible, it is safest to pretend that he did not notice anything, that he did not notice anything.

It is precisely because of this that after dealing with the weird and somewhat worried officer Rafael, Allen fell on the bed almost as soon as he closed the door. He didn't even have time to take off his clothes and directly Just closed his eyes.The tiredness and exhaustion of this day made him completely exhausted.

He originally only planned to rest for a while, so that he could have more strength to deal with the next thing, but after closing his eyes, he quickly fell asleep.

Allen should have slept soundly and deeply.

But...he was dreaming.

【Hiss...wurse...】

He dreamed about when he was very young.

【Hiss... hiss...】

"Alan, it's a little lunatic! Alan, it's a little lunatic! Alan's mother is a big lunatic! When he grows up, he will turn from a little lunatic to a big lunatic! Hahahahaha..."

The young children, dressed in exactly the same school uniform, held hands and surrounded him in the garden, singing especially piercingly.

Allen lowered his head numbly, looking at his slender and thin palm.

This is... a boarding school...

In his dreams, his thinking was always chaotic and fuzzy.

Those children with blurred faces should be his classmates back then?Allen couldn't remember.

But Alan unexpectedly remembered the songs they sang very clearly.

This is his talent.

From an early age he was exceptionally good at dealing with rhythm and melody.

But what this talent brought him was by no means preferential treatment, but countless troubles.

Alan's mother had an accident during her pregnancy, and since as long as Alan can still remember, his mother has been imprisoned in a mental sanatorium on a remote planet for mental reasons.

And if having a crazy mother wasn't bad enough, it was even worse that Alan also exhibited a number of minor mental issues due to his mother's influence.

For example...

He can always hear voices.

An unusually distant, vague sound came from beyond the extremely dark sky.

People said it was Allen's hallucination.

But when the young and innocent Alan sang those obscure and weird voices repeatedly in front of the adults in order to prove that he was not lying, the adults would change their faces and insult and push Ai with crazy expressions. Lun comes.

【"Shut up—shut up—damn don't make that nasty noise again!"】

【"Hiss... woo... hiss..."】

【"This child is possessed by a devil, oh my God, this is terrible..."】

【"Hiss... hiss..."】

【"Normal people can't make such a profane sound..."】

……

Later, Allen learned to shut up.

Even if the chanting lingering in his ears became louder and louder, so loud that he couldn't sleep every starry night, so loud that he even wanted to deafen his own ears...

He never opened his mouth to tell others about the voice he heard.

When Allen grew up, even he himself thought that the voices he thought he heard were just hallucinations created by his brain.

After that, Allen also skillfully learned to use drugs and some kind of micro-electric shock therapy that acts on the cerebral cortex to block the voice that has never stopped since he became conscious.

It's just that when his body was in an extremely exhausted state, occasionally, the voice in the auditory hallucination would still become loud again.

"Hiss... hiss... Alan... my... Alan..."

as it is now.

Dreams fade away, like sand paintings blown away by the wind.

In an instant, there was only endless darkness left in Allen's dream.That darkness seemed to have substance, so thick that it could swallow his entire soul and even his physical body in reality.

"Well……"

Allen suddenly opened his eyes and sat up directly from the bed.

The nightmare made his brain a little chaotic, and he almost fell to the ground without grasping his balance.

Fortunately, at this time, the intelligent system sensed his activities, and the soft light lit up. Allen stared blankly at the strange environment around him for a moment, and then slowly recovered.

He lowered his head and looked at his fingers—although he had awakened from the nightmare, there still seemed to be a part of his body remaining in the distant and dark dream.His fingers were twitching unconsciously, dancing lightly on his thigh, as if they were beating time to some rhythm.

There seemed to be something wrong with the air filtration system in this cabin, and a strange smell was spreading in the room.

It's hard to say whether it's the aroma or the stench, it's a complex but extremely strong smell.

And that smell made Alan feel even more uneasy, his heart kept beating wildly, as if it was going to smash through his chest in the next second.

Allen had never encountered such a situation before. His body seemed to be in a state of extreme excitement, but his soul seemed to be stripped away. He was in a daze and didn't know what happened to him.

Maybe this is a hangover from the so-called interstellar jump?

Allen thought.

On the way here, Rafael had kindly instructed that people who made this level of transition for the first time would more or less suffer from sequelae.But Alan couldn't remember the specific symptoms of the sequelae.

Do not……

The first priority is to calm down as soon as possible.

Allen thought.

He took a deep breath, trying to count his breaths to focus.

Then, he reached into the inner pocket of his clothes, trying to find the sedative pills he used to take, but it wasn't until his fingers touched the smooth fabric of the uniform that he suddenly realized that his coat had been piled up on the bed at some point the other end.

A faint strangeness quickly slipped across Alan's heart, but he didn't think too much about it.

He staggered and leaned over, grabbing his ugly but safe old coat.

"Oh—damn—"

But the moment he grabbed the coat, the wet and sticky feel of the coat made Allen involuntarily curse.

He subconsciously threw his coat on the ground, and then he heard the heavy fabric make a wet sound when it was in contact with the ground because it was full of moisture.

Allen looked at his coat in shock. Under the bright light of the living cabin, the little dark green mucus oozing from the coat splashed on the smooth ground, looking so conspicuous.

【Hiss... Zi..."】

Slight... hallucination-like auditory hallucinations passed through Alan's eardrums.

What exactly is going on……

Was it the engine oil leaking from the living module in the cabin, or did he accidentally get it on something because he was restless on the way here?

Allen's reason issued a weak answer in his exorcism.

But none of these explanations could control Alan's instinctive chills and fear.

The unique green color of the oozing mucus made Allen feel extremely familiar.

Where did I see it... Think about it...

Must, must have seen it not so long ago...

By the way, it's the rescue capsule.

Allen gasped, looking in fear at the motionless coat on the ground.

Raymond's carrion-like body, and the spoiled liquid that wrapped that body, those disgusting green gels.

The scene kept flashing in his mind.

Only this time, Allen felt that the scenes he saw before seemed to have changed.

He seemed to be able to see Raymond who was lying in that "ward" now.

call……

call……

call……

The fleshy tubing quivered as Raymond breathed.

And in Allen's hallucination, the gel that wrapped Raymond also seemed to have life, and was moving regularly.

"Alan Morecambe?"

Just when Allen felt as if he was going to be swallowed by his hallucinations bit by bit, the communicator at the door suddenly rang.

Rafael is outside the door.

"Sorry, I hope you haven't fallen asleep yet, I have prepared some emergency luggage for you, including toiletries and bedding..."

Allen shuddered, and suddenly recovered from the hallucination.

He subconsciously looked at his coat—the coat was still covered with dark green slime, piling up wetly on the ground.

"Ai... Allen?"

"Please, please wait! I'll open the door right away."

Allen looked straight at the coat and then said dumbly.

Everything is normal.

It's just that the coat got oil on it accidentally, that must be it.

Allen thought.

The author has something to say: Director: ... Your Majesty the Emperor, do I think this plot needs to be changed?You see, you are completely illegitimate...

A certain attack: hiss... hiss...

Director: So let's shoot like this, it's good.I will communicate with Allen, I will communicate, ha, ha ha.