I sat up suddenly in the cold at three o'clock in the morning.
The dormitory was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat. I reached out and touched the lower bunk next to me. My fingertips only touched a cold bed board covered with a thin layer of dust - that bunk had been empty for three days. I hurriedly took out my phone and flipped through my address book. It was as if something had wiped the names of my three roommates out of thin air. Not even half of the chat history was left.
A temperatureless mechanical sound suddenly sounded in my ears: "The loading of the Doomsday dungeon has been completed, and the player has been bound."
Most of the blood in my body instantly cooled, and I rushed out barefoot to find the dormitory aunt. She stared at me for a long time, as if she were looking at a non-existent person, and said that there had never been a room number 307 in this dormitory building since it was built.
It turns out that I was trapped in this non-existent dormitory.
The virus spreads along the corridor, and black mucus oozes from under the walls; the abandoned cars scattered on the road contain keys that can rewrite the entire cycle; beneath the smell of disinfectant wafting from the school doctor's office, there is a shocking secret that can span three levels of space.
Every time I press the select button, I push the boundaries of my dream. Su Yan carried all the memories that were only valid for me in hundreds of cycles, and stood waiting for me at the door of my dormitory the first second after I came back from the dead; Lu Ye stuffed the car keys that could help me escape the wilderness into my pocket, and he always blocked me behind me on the highway surrounded by zombies; Shen Shiyu was the only person who could freely travel through the three-layer space. Every time I came to a dead end, he always smelled of disinfectant and left me the last escape route.
It wasn't until the sound of fingernails scraping against the door panel came from behind the dormitory door that it was not of this world, that I reacted belatedly——
In this doomsday game where I tried my best to survive, the reward for completing the game was never to become a survivor.
It made me really wake up from this big dream that had trapped me for three years.
Intent: Use the three-layer nested doomsday dream cycle shell to complete a spiritual salvation about "self-affirmation"