Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The quiet and spacious aisle of the mansion is full of the atmosphere of night, as if the unspeakable mystery, like the water vapor of the foggy sky, moves in every breath of people. The stone floor covered with moonlight is smooth enough to reflect the figure, and there is a thick red carpet on it, but it can't hide the hardness under the thick and soft when falling. The exterior of the mansion is full of the atmosphere of this era, but the interior decoration is like making people go back centuries ago. Gregia sometimes couldn't help but imagine in her mind that there was such a group of people dressed in red and black robes, like vampires, like some religious people, or maybe, the mysterious person who passed the time, traveling through this In the mansion, at this time, in the blind spot of their vision, they trailed themselves, or walked beside themselves, and passed by themselves, and they could feel their existence, but they could not directly confirm with their eyes.

Everything is very much like the scenes and experiences described in horror phantom novels, even though Gregia clearly knows that this is just her own illusion and illusion. Those who live here are full of modern flavors, but she does n’t care No way can be avoided, outline the imagination of Naru's simultaneous light retrospect in his mind. Once, mystery was only an illusion, but for her now, it is already an unavoidable reality. She thinks that her own experience, behavior and perception are completely different from normal people.

This is not an interesting feeling. It may be novel at first, and it still has novelty. However, the more you go into this kind of life, the longer you will be exposed to these things that ordinary people will never be exposed to. She felt that her common sense was collapsing, and it seemed that she was increasingly unable to leave this mysterious world and return to the lives of normal people. Even if there is no abnormality for a while, it often makes her feel that something weird is about to move in this ordinary calm. If these symptoms are described in conventional psychology, it is entirely evidence of mental patients.

Of course Gregia doesn't think she is a mental patient, but how normal is she in the eyes of outsiders? She did not dare to be sure, and never dared to tell her relatives and friends about the work she was doing. even. She is trying to avoid getting ordinary people involved. And such thoughts and practices are not special in the mystery circle, or this is one of the reasons why the mystery circle is mysterious and inherently exclusive.

In Gregoya's eyes, even the maid leading the way revealed a mysterious taste. Although the other party's attitude and dress are within the scope of ordinary seriousness and professionalism. However, she just couldn't treat the other person as a normal person. She might even think that since this mansion already belongs to a place where other mysterious organizations are hosted by the Internet, it is naturally impossible for the internal service staff to be ordinary people.

However, whether there are ordinary people in this mansion is temporarily unable to verify. At least, the people here did not show mystery, even if those people survived in the end. It can only be said that the behavior is strange.

Gregia began to feel depressed. She had had similar feelings in the 51st base. However, although it is not clear, there seems to be some subtle differences between the depression felt in this mansion and the depression produced in the base of the 51st district.

If you can. She would rather stay in that comfortable five-star hotel.

Following the maid in the front, he turned a few corners, went upstairs, and turned a few more corners. Gregia was not the kind of person with a bad sense of direction, but. Obviously it was just a few steps, but she started to feel dizzy. She even felt that the area she walked by added up to a much larger area than the mansion observed from the outside. She looked back at the place where she passed by, as always, there was only a deep road, and there was no trace of anyone except her own, so she seemed extremely empty.

"Excuse me-Miss Maid." Gregia couldn't help but ask: "Are there anyone other than us living here?"

"Yes, in addition to everyone, there are fifty-six guests, and more people will be staying in the near future." The maid stopped, with a touch of light, but it didn't seem rigid, but she couldn't see anything. Emotional expression, said to Gregia: "If you want to communicate with other guests, you can go to the depths of the jungle in the morning and afternoon. There is a special place for you to communicate. This residence only provides normal accommodation. Please also be considerate to the rules of this mansion, do not dispute here, and do not deliberately damage this mansion, if possible, please avoid going out late at night in the mansion and communicate with other guests. "

There are so many rules, and it ’s not polite. This is Gregia ’s first impression of the maid ’s words. However, she also knows how much the meaning of “guests follow the master”, but the maid ’s megaphone Being a faction still gives her a feeling of being a big bully.

She thought a lot and had many questions to ask, but eventually she was able to resist and only asked: "Why can't you see those people now? And, can this mansion accommodate so many people?"

"The structure of this mansion is special, and the internal space is much larger than it looks from the outside. Moreover, for some factors, the aisle and room structure are designed to be a little more complicated, and many visual effects are used to meet the needs of the original building." The maid explained calmly: "Plus the time is a little late, basically, no guests will come out at this time. If the guests want a more lively environment, the last survivor's camp is a good choice."

"Are you planning to drive our guests out?" Gregia stared at the maid with a strange expression. The other party seemed a little indifferent and replied: "We are only providing some suggestions for the guests' requests. After all, many guests do not like the environment of this mansion, but this mansion will not change the rules for this. All distinguished guests If you choose to live in a mansion, please adjust your mood as much as possible, and we will strive to make you feel at home. "

"It's really overbearing." Gregia murmured dissatisfiedly. "Shouldn't the host be a guest? Make it as if we are not welcome." Although her voice was soft, it was clear in a claustrophobic and quiet environment Audible. Gregia noticed this immediately and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

"The owner of this mansion is the most perfect and powerful prince in the world, the beautiful and tolerant Her Majesty the Queen." The maid still answered quietly: "There is no one in this world who can allow the Queen to move in." The attitude was full of sense, but it made Gregia even more upset. She wanted to refute a few words, but she felt that her shoulder was held by a thick and steady palm, and those words she wanted to say were swallowed back into her stomach immediately.

"Sorry, we're a little tired. We want to take a rest as soon as possible." Takagawa, the prostitute that prevented Gregoa from speaking, said so.

The maid immediately bowed to apologize and continued to lead the way. Everyone remained silent until they stopped in front of a room with double doors. The maid took out the keys, which are many old styles with keys attached to an iron ring. As in the movie, each key is thick and long, and as soon as it swings, it will rattle. Gregia still looked at it all with a stubborn gaze. Originally, I felt that the quaint atmosphere had been completely destroyed by the previous dialogue. Now that she looked at the keys, she felt that the maid, and even the owner of the mansion, wanted to put their own group as criminals. In prison.

However, she remained silent and silent. Watching the maid open the door, please ask others to enter.

After the prosperity Takagawa and Misaki went in. Gregia suddenly said to the maid, "What's your name?"

"Dear guests, there is no name underneath." The maid replied respectfully: "If there is anything you want, please ring the hand bell on the table." So to speak, in the silent gaze of the prostitute Gao Chuan, once again After bowing, he continued to leave deep in the corridor.

Gregia entered the room and closed the door a little harder. She wanted to work harder, but thinking of the information revealed in the previous dialogue, she unconsciously lightened some movements. In any case, the maid's old-fashioned and stubborn, even makes people feel a strange belief attitude. As well as the information revealed from her mouth, Gregia could not completely release her emotions and personality. Although she is still young, she has experienced more things than ordinary young people and understands where to be cautious.

She felt that the mansion was more and more like a prison, and she could n’t help complaining: “No wonder those people would rather set up tents outside. I ’m sure that those who can stay here are all weirdos.”

"Weirdo? Do you mean us?" Miyaki laughed. Although she was not much older than Gregia at the age, she couldn't help but use the old-fashioned tone when she looked at Gregia.

"Are we really going to live here until the end of the meeting?" Gregia looked at the prostitutes Takagawa and Sakuya with a bitter face. "I really don't want to stay here for a moment."

"Yes, we are going to live here." Yichuan Gaochuan said without hesitation.

"But it's like a prison!" Gregia's voice was a little louder. "They're like treating us like prisoners."

"It's just that the rules are stricter, the maid is just following the rules, and hopes that we will follow the rules." Miyake shook her head carelessly. "You come from the United States, which advocates free and unrestrained, and it's understandable that the old British don't call. But, I still hope you can slow down your mind and seriously integrate into the life here. "

"Say what!" Gregia looked at Misaki in surprise, and said, "You really don't care at all?"

"Working abroad, it is inevitable to encounter all kinds of problems, basically get used to it." Miyaki said in the tone of the people who came over: "If you are too independent in the work place, it is not easy to start work."

"I still ..." Gregia paused, and finally shook his head, saying that he had no opinion. She knows that she still has a lot to learn, and she also knows that this kind of patience is the last thing she wants to learn. However, as a person who has just entered the mystery circle, the strangeness and danger brought by the mystery are all Reminding her not to be angry, it made her somewhat discouraged.

At this time, the prosthetic body Gao Chuan said: "This is not normal." Gregia looked at him, wasn't it obvious? Anyone can feel the abnormality here, it is like a thick fog, the blur is suffocating.

"The more anomalous place, the closer you are to the goal." Yichuan Gaochuan smiled and comforted Gregia. "Anomaly is the mysterious concentration standard. The more anomalous, the more active the mystery, and the mysterious active place, To release our power. "

"But. What are our goals? To ally with the network ball? To attend the meeting?" Gregia shook her head in confusion. "I don't think there is anything else I can do."

"No matter what you want to do, try to stay in a mysterious and active place to unfold." Yichuan Gaochuan patted Gregia on the shoulder. "Every life and every organization has an environment that is most suitable for their own survival activities." For mysterious organizations, this mansion is more suitable than a five-star hotel. The online ball will not deliberately plunge its allies into prison. The environment here is quite uncomfortable by ordinary people ’s standards, but , We are not ordinary people, are we? Be patient, Gregia. "

After a long moment of contemplation, Gregia said, "Okay. You convinced me, deputy president," and then asked, "Then? What are we waiting for, waiting for things to find us on our own?"

"This sounds a little restless, Gregia, do you want something to come to your door?" Sakuya came with a weird gaze, Gregia was speechless for a moment.

"But we really don't have any goals." Gregia said sullenly: "Everything is done, isn't it? As long as it's at the end of the meeting. You can go home."

"Then hope everything goes well." Yi Chuan Gao Chuan smiled and said, "We are not here to add chaos." Although said. But the actual situation is far from the same, because, what he has to do, would have caused the network ball to suffer a certain amount of suffering. This mansion is full of abnormal smell, its background, its residents. Its owner is destined to not be as quiet as it is in the future.

The guests of the online ball are here, and the energy of the online ball cannot be deviated from here, either to resist foreign enemies. It is still internal friendship, which involves more than one or two mysterious organizations. Her queen ’s chips placed on the network ball make the whole of Britain must dance in this vortex. And the more complicated the background, the more complicated the actors, the more stories and flaws are constructed. It is completely logically close, and there is no slight difference in the gear structure. It is completely impossible to appear here. Prostitute Gao Chuan thought, the opportunities for young Gao Chuan and "Jiang" had already arrived. He knows very well that as a carrier of "virus", welcoming himself into the internal network ball is equivalent to being in an infectious germ bank, and its own resistance is not strong enough to resist this virus. The point of erosion.

Yes, no matter observing the development in this doomsday illusion at the "reality" level, or justifying it from the perspective of the doomsday illusion itself, this fact cannot be avoided-Gao Chuan may not be the core of everything, but at least it is the main supporting role Among the key factors in the story's unfolding is his share. Whether active or passive, wherever he passes, he will roll up the vortex, deviate from the expectations of others, causing headaches.

"No matter what happens afterwards, do you want to go to bed now?" Gao Chuan, the prostitute, said to the two of them, "Go to the exchange place deep in the jungle tomorrow morning, maybe there will be gains."

"What can be gained?" Gregia said as if she had a premonition: "It's fine if you don't cause trouble. It's clear that the set things are done, but you have to stay in this uncomfortable place. It's unlucky." Now. "

Prostitutes Gao Chuan and Saki Ye looked at each other and smiled at each other. Gregia's complaint is like a copy of their past. Because of the unsatisfactory environment and various accidents, this is where the newcomers need to hone. Although Gregia will probably not carry out similar tasks after this field work, she will be responsible for the internal work of the whisperer together with Bajing, but after this experience, you can get some experience and growth.

The three started to sort out their luggage, but the living supplies in the room were very complete. The things they brought were almost useless except for souvenirs, even if they were weapons Found in this room. Moreover, the online ball seems to have made sufficient preparations. Every detail is very suitable for the preferences of the three whisperers. Compared with the big rules that the maid said before, there is nothing to be faulty. This room is the same as the room in a five-star hotel. It is a fully-ensuite bathroom, and the three have allocated their bedrooms in the old way.

Gregoya stepped into her room with a good night. Her uncomfortable mood was all written on her face. If she didn't sleep hard for a while, she might continue to care. It was the opposite feeling of the caper she showed on the way to the mansion.

The prostitutes Takagawa and Sakuya also entered their bedroom after Gregoya closed the bedroom door. Because he was not in the state of the Ashbringer, Soya, who did not have much difference in physical quality from ordinary people, also showed a tired look at this time, and soon fell asleep next to the body of Takagawa.

In the silent night, the prosthetic body Gao Chuan converges all external perceptions, and he will look for the entrance to his ideological world in the darkness of uncertainty and darkness that he is not even sure of. As to whether it will succeed, in what way it will unfold, and even whether it will actually start, it is impossible to find the answer before waking up. Because he understood that he would sleep like a dead man. To be continued. .

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