Today is the second anniversary of the mysterious crisis.
As if overnight, the mental virus known as "mysterious matter" spread rapidly like a drop of paint silently dripping into water, first on the Internet, and then in the real world. The fulfillment of the prophecy that human history will go back 100 years seems to be imminent, and countless people have fallen into fear and madness.
In the face of disaster, the only thing we can rely on is our own flesh and blood.
A sci-fi-oriented writing practice, if you don't like it, don't comment~
Intention: Just read it as it is written, there is no central theme