Thunder

In the new world, the indescribable is resurrecting and the weird is walking. In this world where people eat people like bloody millstones. I'm struggling, and so are you. How should I live? Who can tell me the answer? Who can save me. He, she, it is coming, if it doesn't work, I have to escape. Help me, help me. Please, please, please, don't come, don't come... He, she, it opened my chest, is that my heart? My eyelids are so heavy and my chest hurts. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.