My three roommates are not human

"trust yourself?"

I muttered to myself.

Could it be... is this a spell?

Anyway, there was no one else, so I raised my hands, pretending to be casting a spell, and shouted: "Believe in yourself!"

It's useless, the air doesn't fluctuate.

"believe in myself!"

Useless.

"believe in yourself!"

Useless.

The calm air seemed to be mocking me for being an idiot.

I coughed embarrassingly, and took my hand back.

I don't think I should be a ghost anymore.

How can there be such a mentally handicapped ghost.

Since it's not a spell, is this sentence just superficial?

Believe in myself, under what circumstances do I need to emphasize this belief? It must be when I am in a state of "not believing in myself" that I need to emphasize it repeatedly.

So, now, is there something that confuses my heart?

But now there are too many things that confuse me: the truth of this world, the truth of my own identity, the truth of Deng Qi's identity...even the truth of the stairs.

All of these are messing with my heart.

Makes me believe in myself...but how do I do it?

I am now in a world that I don't know what to do, what strange things will happen next, and most importantly, I don't even understand what I am.

How can I trust myself in this situation?

Every step of my intuition may be misled by mysterious forces. Believe in myself, isn't it tantamount to giving up the position to others?

However, it is not others or some mysterious power that makes me believe in myself, but "I" myself.

I took a deep breath. If, according to what he said, I have to believe in myself, then the thing I want to do most now is actually the most irrational thing——

Go find Deng Qi and tell the truth about it.

I don't know whether there is a moon outside the house, but I think there probably isn't. If there is a moon, even if the light is covered by dark clouds, it won't be so dark.

The night here is really so dark that you can't see your fingers.

I stood at the door for about ten minutes before I started to walk forward slowly.

"Stand at the door for 10 minutes before leaving", even this is the experience in the diary.Therefore, it is true that the previous "I" told me to believe in myself.

What is left in the diary is the experience left by the "I" in front of me. I don't know what kind of risk I took.

In fact, the moment I stepped out the door, I also had this kind of self-awareness of "If you don't become an adult, you will become a benevolent".If I still fail to understand the truth this time, then I will also turn it into an experience in this diary and leave it for the next "me" to use.

I'm stepping on a dead body.

I climbed up the stairs, and sure enough, there were a total of 45 levels. There were 44 and 43 levels recorded in the diary, but there was never a record of 45 levels.

I turned on my phone and recorded it.If I fail, then at least through this one, the next "I" can understand that this world is not stable at all.

It's not a normal world like the one I used to live in.

Walking to the second floor, the first thing you pass by is the "my room".

I hesitated at the door for a long time, and finally decided not to go in.

A fleeting, false light can overwhelm the sanity of a person who has been in the dark for too long.

I was afraid that after I entered, just like the "I" before, I would lose my mind in an instant, rush to Deng Qi's room next door, and reprimand him mercilessly.

Thank you for your experience... Thinking of this, I was cruel and skipped this door.

As long as I can get out, I can go back to my real room!

Why suffer at this moment and use a false thing to deceive your heart!

At the end is Deng Qi's door, and between these two doors, there is a third door.

It was only then that I realized that there was another room upstairs that hadn't been explored at all.

This is totally unscientific!This...how could this happen! ! !

The records in the diary lasted at least a few hundred days, and the scope of the investigation covered the entire house, no matter whether it was a large room or a small corner, nothing was left behind.

But now, I was surprised to find that there was a room in which the "I" in front left no clues at all.

This is very strange, because there is a record in the diary that "there are three rooms upstairs", which means that this room has always existed.

So... the only possibility that no record was left is - all "I", after entering this room, directly became the next "I", without leaving any record time.

I gulped, an important entry was missing from my diary, and my confidence plummeted.I thought I knew enough about this house to know that I could go directly to Deng Qi and have a fair conversation with him, but the fact hit me in the face.

I should not be the last "I" who should talk to Deng Qi.

I suddenly realized that this missing clue may be made up by myself.

It is easy to understand what the predecessors paid for you, but it is very difficult to really let yourself give like the predecessors.Even now I know that theoretically speaking, the "I" behind is still me, we have the same body and the same soul, but when I think that all my deeds today will be forgotten, only this little book As a witness to my diary, I feel unstoppably chilled.

It was as if someone was forcing him to die.

I understand the weight of this diary even more. My hesitation now, the hundreds or thousands of "Is" in this diary may not have experienced it. It is their disappearance that made me come here. Realizing that this room is still unknown to me.

But now, from the perspective of the overall situation, I should consciously disappear, and then pass all the clues and opportunities to the next "me".

It is really difficult to admit that you are not the chosen one, but the one who was sacrificed.When I first understood what was going on here, I gave a lot of praise to the previous "me" sacrifice.But now, when I realize that I am also the one destined to make sacrifices, I am no longer moved.

Fate is destined, the me now is the me who will become the gear of fate.

I squatted down, leaned against the back of the wall, covered my eyes with my hands, and cried quietly.

what can i doDuring the [-] days in the dormitory, I always had only one belief—to escape and survive.But now, this diary and these facts are telling me that if you want to escape and survive, you have to sacrifice yourself first.

I guess, every "I" has experienced this joy, thinking that he can step on the shoulders of the "I" in front of him, find Deng Qi, and have a conversation with Deng Qi, but when he walks somewhere, he suddenly finds that It turned out that he was not the chosen one, but one of the cannon fodder on the way to escape.

But... every "I" finally chose to be the cornerstone, didn't it?

I still know mine pretty well.

I wiped away my tears and stood up.I'm still terrified, and as someone who hasn't really experienced death, I'm still terrified of the feeling of being completely removed from the world.But, but, I am not for others, I am for myself.

Only if the present me makes sacrifices, will the future me have the possibility of escape.

I took a deep breath, recorded a new entry in the diary, and then opened the unknown door in front of me.