If I could choose, I would rather not wake up that night.
It rained heavily and thunder roared. But the scene that flashed with the deafening thunder was indeed more shocking. In the pitch-black wilderness, one could see through the flash of explosions that no less than twenty corpses were lying messily on a small mound. Probably because of the exposure to the sun in the past few days, the corpse had become extremely rotten, and only a hideous look of terror remained on the unrecognizable face.
I forgot everything. I only remember that the rain was really heavy that night, so heavy that I couldn't hear my own crying~~~~
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