He was gradually being blinded by sothing, everything he could see was getting darker and darker. Of course, it was already dark around here, there was no light to be seen at all, only the cold, desolate moonlight shining down on the earth from the night sky. The darkness couldn’t block his vision; the world enveloped in darkness was as bright as day to his ears and eyes. It’s just that now, in his eyes, this world that was already enveloped in darkness was getting even darker.
How should I describe this feeling? It was like playing a 3D ga when after triggering certain events, the screen starts to get darker from the edges, and then the darkness keeps expanding, slowly devouring the screen you can see, until it’s all black!
At this mont, Tang Ye felt the sa way; everything in front of him was being swallowed by complete darkness, then he was plunged into an abyss of blackness, no longer able to see anything. It was not just visual blindness, he also felt all his senses fading away, like his hearing, sll, touch, and the sensation of gravity as he stepped on the ground, all gradually vanishing until they were gone completely.
He didn’t know how much ti had passed, but suddenly a glimr of light appeared in the darkness in front of him, growing and growing, just like before, engulfing all the darkness, and at last, he saw the ceiling of the hotel!
Groggily getting up from the bed, Tang Ye was confused, not understanding what had just happened. But after a while, he rembered that he had clearly been in the zoo, holding a knife covered in blood and flesh, and with two crows, but now, there was nothing in his hands!
"Uh? What happened?"
From the start of the no-go hours, he had opened his eyes, walked around the entire hotel, turned on the corridor lights on all the floors, had a chat with a man in a room on the second floor, then went to the Martyrs’ Cetery, and learned about so permissible regulations from Lu Xin and the girl Little Ru, and finally stole two crows from the zoo.
His experiences from the night flashed through his mind one by one, the sensory details of each mont intact, as if they really happened. But at this mont, Tang Ye’s subconscious seed to be telling him that everything he had experienced that night was a dream! Now recalling every detail from last night was filled with a vague, dreamlike sensation!
Everyone has this feeling where you can’t distinguish between dream and reality while dreaming, but the mont you wake up, you know for sure that it was a dream. Tang Ye felt this way, with last night’s experiences being so blurred, filled with a flavor nad "dream."
He rembered that he had closed his eyes during the no-go hours last night and had fallen asleep, never waking up until this mont.
"Which one was real?"
Muttering to himself, Tang Ye took out his smartphone, peeled off the piece of flesh and blood from it, and saw that the ti was now 7:33. Through the window, so white fog was floating, and so street vendors had already set up their stalls along the road. People were buying a bit of breakfast and hurrying off to work, their figures one by one disappearing in the morning fog. A cool breeze blew by, shaking tree branches and scattering droplets of morning dew onto the ground.
Opening the contacts on his phone, Tang Ye’s pupils suddenly shrank. The phone numbers of the contacts he had saved yesterday were all gone, only the contacts of the phone’s original owner remained. Among them, the original owner’s mother had made three missed calls - one last night at 7 o’clock, and two this morning between 6:11 and 7:26.
Tang Ye did not pay much attention to the first missed call, but the last two missed calls made him subconsciously feel that sothing was not right. However, in the next second, the familiar feeling of forgetfulness hit him, preventing him from catching that fleeting thought in his mind as he fell silent.
After a while, he opened the dial pad, recalling the phone number of the man in the hotel room on the second floor from yesterday, and dialed it. The area code was the sa as before.
As the phone buzzed with the dial tone, Tang Ye waited a long ti, but no one picked up the phone on the other end.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable..."
Stunned, Tang Ye persisted and redialed, needing to confirm sothing. While waiting for the call to be answered, Tang Ye glanced at the piece of controlling flesh and blood he had just taken off his phone, his eyes narrowing.
He hadn’t questioned it before, but now, for so reason, this piece of flesh stuck to the phone felt sowhat deliberate?
With a thought, the piece of flesh rged into his palm, indeed a part of himself.
After a while, soone finally answered the phone on the other end.
"Hello, are you a friend of this guest?"
The voice from the other end was unfamiliar, not at all like the man from yesterday but a woman, and her tone imdiately struck Tang Ye as odd; it was a professional tone that he felt he had heard sowhere before.
"What?"
"Are you a friend of the phone’s original owner?"
"I... I am." Tang Ye hesitated for a mont but admitted it. He wasn’t sure if this number was really that man’s from yesterday, but the woman on the other end said the phone’s original owner was their guest, which was almost certain. But then, it seed sothing had happened to the phone’s owner?
"I am sorry, sir, but your friend violated the permissive regulations yesterday and has died. Please inform his family to co to Xiangyi Hotel to claim the body."
"Violated the permissive regulations?"
"Yes, sir."
Tang Ye fell silent imdiately. Xiangyi Hotel, that’s the hotel he was staying at!
Also, if this phone number really belonged to the man in the room on the second floor, it also ant that the dream he had yesterday was an actual experience of his. So deciding which was real and which was fake was an easy guess, and that he had fallen asleep after the no-go hours started last night was a fake mory!
"Hello sir? Are you still there? Please..."
The person on the other end saw that Tang Ye had been quiet for a long ti and urged him once more, but before she could finish, Tang Ye had already hung up the phone.
Putting away his smartphone, Tang Ye walked towards the second floor. As he reached the staircase, he saw a crowd of hotel staff gathered around Room 203 on the second floor, and a few people wearing black gowns walked out of the room, carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher lay a person without any signs of life, covered with a white cloth, making it impossible to see who it was.
But Tang Ye was certain that the body on the stretcher was definitely that of the man from yesterday, and that the room he had entered was Room 203. If not him, then who else could it be?
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