The person upstairs was rummaging through boxes in the middle of the night, making a racket. Furious, I went up and knocked on her door to give her a piece of my mind.
She opened the door, and I saw another me.
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Zhu Jiu never imagined that the world she knew so well could be turned upside down by a fifty-yuan tour group.
The others said they had fallen into a rift in the world. Here, time and space were in disarray, and people could become trapped in their own memories.
Just as they described, everything here was eerie and grotesque:
A mountain god temple that worshipped tree roots, a tree-shaped slot machine spewing steam, lumps of flesh that wanted to become human, lotus candles that never stopped burning...
Someone had sewn a human head onto a dog's body and leaned close to her ear, speaking in a coaxing whisper:
Have you ever considered that the seemingly abstract, absurd illustrations in the Classic of Mountains and Seas were not ancient people's imaginings, but realistic depictions?
They were beings beyond human comprehension, impossible to record or convey even with words.
Zhu Jiu was driven to the brink of a mental breakdown. Only after being pushed to the edge of death and finding a way to survive did she realize that all of this was an elaborate, carefully woven lie.
After tearing apart every lie, Zhu Jiu returned to reality, only to find that her memories from childhood onward were out of order, cause and effect had collapsed, and everything had blurred into an indescribable panorama.
She also kept hearing a ceaseless murmur, like someone talking in their sleep.
Every clue pointed to the sinkhole in Longevity Village.
Four thousand seven hundred years ago, Gonggong angrily struck Mount Buzhou. The pillar of heaven broke, and the bonds of the earth snapped. The land collapsed in a corner of the southeast, becoming a place abandoned by the world's laws.
A month ago, Zhu Jiu escaped from this place. Now she has returned to find an answer.
What exactly came out of the sinkhole back then?
A sweet-on-the-outside, dark-on-the-inside researcher of ancient script as the heroine x a naive, good-hearted hero who can control dreams
Reader's guide:
A fictional setting, with a touch of Chinese-style Lovecraftian horror. The early story includes dreamcore and weirdcore elements; the middle and later parts are road-trip adventures.
The heroine's experiences run through all the dreams, and every element in them is foreshadowing. Contains extensive unreliable narration. Follow the timeline clues to identify what is real.
There are twists, and all known clues may be overturned before the final ending.
The heroine is no traditional good person. Her greatest golden finger is her tenacious will to survive and her unyielding determination.
There is a male lead, and he has plenty of scenes.
Reader comments are open. The author's notes will occasionally feature rule-based horror stories. Feel free to continue them!
Theme: Only I can save myself from danger
Very thought-provoking. 🤔
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