
Second Layer of Sludge
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Lin Shen is a mechanic at a sewage treatment plant. He heard the squeaking sound of the mud scraper countless times and saw all kinds of things washed into the mud-dead cats, rags, plastic bags. Until that day, he took out a piece of carbonized bone from the pump. That night, rhythmic tapping sounded in the walls. In the dream, the black mud cracked open, and countless gray hands dragged him downward. There were more than a dozen fingerprints on the legs, and the skin on the fingertips began to peel off like a snake. He fainted at the top of the pool and fell into the brown sludge mixture. Among tens of thousands of overlapping whispers, he heard a voice that did not belong to any living thing. After being fished out, everything seemed to be back to normal. There was only an oily bone on the pillow, a hard object growing out of the flesh next to the Adam's apple, and a reflection in a white robe on the water late at night, stretching out a hand with curved fingers towards Lin Shen. It was teaching him. In other words, it was inviting him to go back under the mud, back to the place where it all began.
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