Siren Blade

Chapter 1 Death and Rebirth
When I was still in school, there was a girl at the front desk who looked like a fish and a wild goose.

Smart eyes, clear voice, always fragrant.I have a crush on her, but am ashamed to say so.

Unexpectedly, she disappeared unexpectedly during the class's spring outing to climb mountains.The teacher immediately called the field search and rescue team, but I was a hero and sneaked into the mountains to look for it, and almost lost myself.Finally, the search and rescue team found me in the middle of the night, but she never heard from her.

After this incident, whenever I recalled that night, I couldn't help but imagine that I was the front desk, wandering hungry in the mountains and forests late at night.The call of the search and rescue team and the light came faintly from a distance. I shouted and chased at the top of my lungs, but I couldn't get closer.In the end, the sound and light were gone, and I was forever abandoned in that lonely and gloomy world.

This horrific imagination accompanied me through countless tossing and turning nights like an evil spirit haunting me.

Five years have passed, and I have been promoted to universities in other provinces and cities, and I returned to my hometown Liucheng during the summer vacation.The mountain that once carved a gloomy memory for me is located on the outskirts of Liucheng. When I checked the route back to my hometown last time, I noticed that the train I was taking happened to pass by here, and I had a plan to revisit the old place in my heart.And now I am already on this train. When I dozed off on the seat, the sound of the train announcement woke me up in time:
"The next stop is 'Wu Ming Shan Station', open the door on the left, please give up the love seat to passengers in need..."

I simply cleaned up my mental outlook, got off the train immediately after arriving at the station, walked through the turnstile and the exit all the way, and took a taxi to send myself to the foot of the mountain.It was noon at this time, it was still hot summer, the sun was very hot, and I had to climb the mountain again, so I somewhat retreated.But it’s the worst thing to give up halfway, so I secretly cheered myself up, then went to a small store first, bought a few bottles of water and put them in my backpack as a hydration supplement.

Just then, something bizarre happened.If I were a ghost story writer, I would spread this matter with embellishment.

Just as I turned to leave, the shop owner stopped me, "Are you going to climb Wuming Mountain?"

"Yes."

Nameless Mountain is the name of that mountain.I heard that there are countless mountains with this name in the country, and this place is still a natural scenic spot.In Liucheng, my hometown, many people who like to go outing and have a picnic will come here at least once.

The shop owner opened the drawer on the back side of the counter, took out a photo from it and handed it over, and said, "My friend's daughter, she disappeared on the mountain. If you see her later, can you do me a favor?"

I didn't agree immediately, but took the photo first, and then looked down.

And it was this weird photo that shocked me unexpectedly.

I couldn't help but be surprised. Although this photo is only a frontal photo of a girl, the girl's face is surprisingly similar to my front desk that has been missing for many years.Black mid-length hair, a delicate face, and a white carnation hair ornament on the side of the hair, reminiscent of the budding flowers in spring.If there is any difference, the girl in the photo is obviously a young girl who is still in elementary school.

Are the store owner's friends the parents at the front desk?Are they still looking for their missing daughter?That being the case, why did you use a photo of her when she was still in elementary school?

"This girl..."

"This little girl disappeared a month ago. It is said that she got lost while having a picnic with her parents on the Wuming Mountain." The shop owner sighed with sympathy, "Her parents were in a hurry and looked for them on the mountain like crazy. I was too busy, but I couldn’t find it. I don’t know if it was kidnapped by someone.”

"Did she disappear a month ago? Wasn't it five years ago?" I looked at the photos repeatedly, "How old is she?"

"Ten years old." The store owner looked at me suspiciously, "What's the problem?"

"My classmate also disappeared here five years ago. They look alike... Sorry, I misunderstood."

"Really. This mountain is quite evil." The shop owner didn't ask, "Anyway, I'll leave it to you. It's not too troublesome, just pay attention when passing by."

"Ok."

I walked out of the small shop and looked at the photos on the way up the mountain.

This missing toddler is really similar to the front desk from the past.But once I knew it wasn't the same person, I didn't feel at ease anymore.I haven't seen the front table for five years, and her voice and smile have gradually faded in my heart.Perhaps the two are just similar in spirit, and the details of their appearance are not so similar.

But I still can't let it go, and even then, I have to focus on the task at hand.

I walked to the top of the mountain step by step along the mountain road that had been battered by wind and rain for many years.

The reason why I decided to revisit my old place this time is not only based on a whim before returning home, but also to untie my knots over the years.Even though I live in the city, I can't help recreating the horror of that dark mountain forest in my consciousness. I don't know how many sleepless nights I have accumulated, even if it is a heart disease.And the solution I came up with after calm thinking is "climbing to the top of the unknown mountain in reality".

Fortunately, Wuming Mountain is not a mountain that is difficult to climb.As long as you follow the steps step by step, even the students who come here for spring and autumn outings can climb to the top.And needless to say, I neither deliberately choose to climb the mountain late at night, nor will I deliberately deviate from the mountain path.To put it bluntly, this is a disenchantment, a "ritual" to purify the dirt from one's heart.If you put yourself in danger for this, it is the last thing to do, so everything must be kept in the safe zone.

If there is any other anxiety... Maybe it would be superstitious to list it as an element of anxiety. Recently, I have had many strange dreams with the same scene.

During this period of time, I often have this strange dream.Said it was a strange dream, but I couldn't wash away the suspicion of lust, which made it difficult for me to confide my heart to others.The background of the dream is the very familiar mountain forest, the full moon hangs high, and the silver light spreads faintly on the branches and grass.I lay down in the bushes, hugging a soft and pale female body tightly and doing things like rain and rain.

Anyone who hears about this should first label it as a dream, but I insist that this is a "weird dream", and there is a reason for it.The strange thing about this dream is that I knew very clearly in the dream that this person who was hugging me tightly, or to be more precise, this thing of unknown origin—is definitely not a human being.Just by looking at this pale skin, one can see that even if this person is really a person, it must not be a living person, but a ghost, a ghost, or the like in a horror movie.

From a psychological point of view, dreams are the reflection of the human heart, and all dreams have a reason.Therefore, I can't help but wonder if it appeared in my dream, could it be the reflection in my dream of the front table that has been missing for many years in my memory?Because I thought the front table was dead, so it visited my dream like a female ghost?In my dream, I had sex with it so intoxicatingly, which means that my secret love for the front table has not disappeared?
How to interpret this dream from the perspective of superstitious narrative?Is it because the front table resents me for being able to be rescued alone, but he can only stay in the endless dark forest, so he wants to kill me in his dream?If so, how could it become such an erotic dream?
I have no way of knowing, and the unknown is most disturbing.

With this indescribable unease, I finally ran into even more bizarre events.

Many things will be revealed to people in the end, and people should question their good hunches and pay attention to their bad hunches.I thought, when I saw that bizarre photo, maybe I should have been fully alert, and realized that I was standing outside the door of the bizarre event; but instead of being alert, I stepped in by myself, which is really my own fault .I crossed the line between sobriety and insanity in the middle of my hard climb.

What made me suddenly aware of the sudden change in the situation was a cold wind that did not match the season.The gust of wind blew across my exposed face, neck and arms, and brought me back to reality from my muddy inner world.It turns out that at some point, I have deviated from the safe mountain path and walked to a place where there is no trace of human beings.

And what made me panic from the bottom of my heart was that the sky turned completely dark at this time, and a silver full moon hung high in the night.It seems that an invisible hand moved the earth quietly, causing the afternoon and evening to flash by quickly, and in a flash, God came to the dark world, to the old night when I was wandering hungry in the mountains and forests, and it still scares me to this day .

I stood there with cold hands and feet, and even my heartbeat seemed to stop for a second or two.

It is dark as far as the eyes can see, and only the shadows of trees can be vaguely seen by the moonlight.All I could hear were my own tiny panting, heartbeat, rubbing of clothes, the noise of the wind blowing the leaves, the harsh chirping of insects, and the movement of unknown animals crossing the bushes.For a while, I didn't dare to make any movements, for fear of disturbing something.

However, just standing there stupidly couldn't make the situation any better, so after a long time, I still took a few deep breaths to comfort myself, and reluctantly thought about how to deal with myself next.At this time, I thought of my mobile phone, took it out and looked, and the screen actually showed that it was ten o'clock in the evening.

Did I stay away for more than eight hours before?how is this possible!

And to my great disappointment and expectation, the upper right corner of the screen also displayed the symbol outside the circle, and I went to the area where the signal was not covered without anyone noticing.It was the same five years ago, no matter how many times I looked at my mobile phone, I was outside the circle, as if telling me that this place is no longer human.

Isn't this really a reenactment of the nightmare?How can there be such an unimaginable strange thing?Do I really have to accept such a bizarre reality?
I really don't know what to do with myself.However, no matter how unwilling and unwilling I am, I can only try my best to convince myself to face the reality instead of standing still and complaining about "how is it possible".There was no search and rescue team coming to me this time, and I wasn't the boy I was.I had to muster up the courage to save myself.

I used the lighting function of my mobile phone to light up the grass, trying to find the traces of my walking along the way, and then returned to the mountain road.

As I walked, a wonderful intuition emerged spontaneously, and I couldn't help but repeatedly look at the darkness ahead.I don't know if it's an illusion produced by my chaotic mind. I vaguely feel that there is some kind of guidance in the dark that wants to take me deeper into the mountain forest.

To be honest, I didn't want to follow any invisible guidance in this kind of magical land at all, but the traces on the grass seemed to be in the same direction, so I had no choice but to move forward suspiciously.

The more I advance, the stronger my intuition becomes, and the more disturbed I feel.

Not long after, I came to a very familiar grass.

Just glanced at it, and my eyes were firmly attracted.This meadow, and the surrounding terrain, looked exactly like the place where I had wild sex with that thing in my strange dream.

However, it is not the place that really catches my eye, but the things that appear in the place.

That's not what came up to me in weird dreams to make love to.

It was an extremely treacherous figure.

Only the word "figure" can be used to refer to him.This figure was completely black, and it seemed that the human shadow, which was originally just a plane, appeared in a three-dimensional form, and the surroundings of the body were densely swarmed with black mist particles like flies gathering next to a dead body, making me even his body. The exact outline of the figure is also unclear.Especially at night like this, when the only light sources are the high silver moon and my phone, it is not easy to see this dark guy clearly.It's just that, even though he looks so inhuman, I had a strong idea for no reason——different from the thing in the strange dream that looked human but was actually inhuman, he looked inhuman , In fact, it is a human being.

Moreover, he is extremely dangerous, crazy, and depraved.As a human being, I don't want to face him no matter what, and I can't accept that there are such people in this world—there is such a voice screaming in my heart.

Devil - this extremely clear word emerged in my consciousness at the same time.

When I had this idea, he finally took action.I saw him slightly adjust the angle of his posture and point his front, obviously looking at me.At a distance of more than ten meters, he suddenly raised the weapon in his right hand aggressively—I realized only then that he was holding an unusually huge hatchet in his right hand.I didn't find such a murder weapon right away. It can only be said that his own presence far surpasses this murder weapon.

However, there is no time to think about what he is.

He is going to attack!
I took a step back reflexively, and at the same time took off the backpack as quickly as possible, and put my arms against the backpack like a shield, protecting it in front of myself.

For a person like me who has no fighting experience, this series of quick reactions may be regarded as completely calm and quick. Even I couldn't help but take the time to praise myself in my heart when I was nervous and panicked.However, at almost the same instant, the slash struck like a thunderbolt, mercilessly splitting open my backpack, arms, chest, and internal organs like splitting foam...

I watched helplessly as the contents of my backpack exploded, the broken arm whirled in the air, and blood and bone fragments flew out.Vision simply failed to capture how he pounced on me, as if the process of moving and attacking had been edited out, only the result erupted brutally before my eyes, overwhelming with force that reduced my smug little trick to nothing. Tragic joke.My wound also seemed to be dazed by my sudden birth, and after a little delay, I finally released the huge pain that completely engulfed my consciousness.

I thought I would scream immediately, but too much pain is like too much horror, it is suffocating.I fell to the ground miserably, opening my mouth silently and vigorously.

Looking up, he turned his back to the moon and looked down at me without saying a word. The figure resembling a demon god and the shocking ax made me have weird hallucinations in the extreme pain and massive blood loss. The gradually blurred field of vision distorted and swelled, turning into a towering dark guillotine.

And the giant guillotine of the guillotine has risen to the apex with a bang.

The beautiful silver full moon, the terrifying dark specter, the fresh blood slowly flowing along the edge of the murder weapon, dripping coldly on my cheek.

The ax blade slashed mercilessly into my cheekbone.

In the midst of extreme despair and confusion, I woke up covered in cold sweat. While my eyes were wide open, I heard a familiar sound of the train broadcast in my ears:
"The next stop is 'Wu Ming Shan Station', open the door on the left, please give up the love seat to passengers in need..."

At this moment, I am on the seat of the train.The warm sunshine shines on the shoulders through the car window, and the daytime scenery outside the window flies by.

Time... back to the day! ?

(End of this chapter)