Preserved Flowers and the Grotesque

That day God gave Qin Que the mysterious power of immortality, but after that day, everything changed. . . He woke up from a bed and found that he was not in a familiar home, but in a bedroom he had never seen before. He rubbed his messy hair and walked out, only to find that the room was empty and there was a strange black cat looking at him blankly. He slowly walked to the door of the room, ready to open the door to find someone to ask about the situation, but there was a knock on the door. Looking through the peephole, it was a strange uncle. He was probably wearing a blue overalls suit from a factory. His eyes were very inconsistent on the left and right sides of his face, and his whole face protruded very strangely, like a fish. You opened the door in confusion and were about to ask about the current situation, but the uncle spoke first. "Can I help you put on your shoes?" I had a face full of doubts, what kind of mysterious unfolding was this, but before I could say anything, he handed me something. What is this? A chocolate? Before I could figure out what he gave me, he rushed into the house very quickly and started rummaging around. I followed him and saw him picking up a red ball of wool from the corner of the sofa. Only then did I notice a note on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Just when I wanted to pick it up and take a look, Uncle Fishhead pierced my heart with a machete that he didn't know where it came from. I just felt that my eyes went black and I lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes next time, I appeared again Everything about this bed and this room is as if I have never been here. . .