Cthulhu

In the McDonald's restaurants that can be seen everywhere on the street, two young boys sat opposite each other.

Al picked up the burger and took a big bite. The tender and crispy chicken, accompanied by the sour and sweet salad dressing, gave it a crunch.

Incense

Finished a burger in 2 minutes, and drank half a cup of Coke in one breath.

Al seemed to be resurrected, enjoying the French fries.

This is his favorite snack, long French fries, dipped in red ketchup, sweet and sour and soft and glutinous, extremely delicious.

"Al, why did the school explode? What happened over there? I heard that the gymnasium was destroyed." Peter said hurriedly.

Although he was talking, Peter's movements were no slower than Al's, and he had already eaten a burger and a portion of crispy fried wings.

His hands kept picking up the fries, and he put them into his mouth without even dipping them in ketchup.

Al glanced at Peter, hum.

You think I'll be fooled

Eat slower while talking

nonexistent

Al didn't answer and stuffed things into his mouth faster.

Al's accelerated movements were like a signal, igniting the dinner table war.

The two of them suddenly turned into big eaters on the street. They grabbed the food and stuffed it into their mouths without even chewing.

The guests at the tables around him glanced sideways, whispering and laughing.

Soon, everything on the table was cleared, leaving only a drink for each of them.

Al took a sip of coke and said seriously: "Peter, remember, we didn't go to school yesterday, and we don't know what happened at school.

I was playing at your house and stayed over late, did you know? "

Peter was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding why Al did this.

The boy was full of energy and curiosity, but he didn't ask anything.

"Okay, I get it." Peter didn't say anything, didn't ask any questions, and just helped Al lie.

Al was about to explain, but was stunned when he heard Peter's words.

He glanced at Peter with a strange look and said, "I thought you would ask me why."

Peter smiled heartily: "Aren't we friends?

If you don't want to say it, there's no need to say it, I support you. "

Al's heart was suddenly shocked. This kind of pure friendship was something he had never experienced in his two lifetimes.

He reached into his pocket and took out 50 dollars and put it on the table.

"Although our friendship cannot be measured in money, it was the fifty dollars yesterday that I decided to fill into the funds of our Chinese restaurant."

Peter's eyes were shining, and the words "Chinese restaurant" were all in his ears. There was delicious food again.

He grabbed Al's hand with excitement and nodded.

At this moment, a waitress came over, picked up a small object on the ground, and handed it to Al.

"Little sir, this is what you dropped. I picked it up for you."

Al was a little confused about his own thing. He looked over and saw that this thing turned out to be his younger brother's protective umbrella.

I don’t even have a girlfriend, where did this thing come from?

Al was a little confused. He suddenly remembered that in the morning, when he was very sleepy, his father seemed to secretly stuff him something and told him to pay attention to his safety.

He has a black hair, please be safe

So you are such a dad

The young lady's eyes wandered between Al and Peter with some strange eyes.

One last look at Al and Peter's clasped hands, and smiled.

Turn around and leave.

The two of them vaguely heard the young lady's murmur, "I didn't expect men to use this thing."

Peter also saw the things on the table clearly, and immediately retracted his hands as if he was electrocuted.

A little embarrassed, Tuntton drank orange juice on the side.

But the young lady's words were obviously heard by other diners, and everyone looked at the two of them with hidden eyes.

Neither of them dared to say anything more and left the restaurant as if fleeing.

"Al, see you at the museum tomorrow." Peter left behind and ran away.

Al sneered, "I don't have any concentration at all."

He turned around and returned to the restaurant. In front of everyone, he stared at the young lady who just spoke, and followed him shamelessly until he got the young lady's phone number, proving that he could let her have a try. He was just like Peter. Only friends are willing to give up.

The young lady laughed and gave Al a small note.

There was a list of phone numbers written on it, along with her name, Serena.

Al was finally satisfied, and slowly returned home and went upstairs.

砰

After closing the door, his mind returned to normal and he couldn't wait to go to the bookshelf and carefully pulled out the Nameless Book.

With the Illusory Brain, after the weird thoughts that could affect people disappeared, Al was finally able to open this book safely.

The idea of ​​picking up this book will not be inexplicably distorted into picking up other books.

“The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is the fear of the unknown.”

The message on the title page is engraved on the page like a seal. It is just a few lines of text, but it is like a black abyss, exuding endless ravings and murmurs.

Everyone who sees this sentence will have the deepest fear in their hearts unconsciously, making people tremble all over.

However, this fear of my own is real, and it is just a drop in the ocean compared to the fear of the unknown and what the subsequent chapters of the book will contain.

Strong fear evokes the deepest feelings in people's hearts, and these are all turned into a line of text, left behind by the passers-by.

However, faced with this silent fear, if it were Al from before, he might have been unable to control his body.

But with his illusory brain, his brain is like a firewall, blocking out this information.

But he couldn't help it and picked up the pen at hand.

I brushed and wrote on the title page, leaving my mark.

"Only hope and tomorrow will last forever"

The black text suddenly seemed like an earthworm, twisting on the title page, shaking its body, and got into the page, leaving nothing behind.

But Al seemed to be recognized, and the murmur in his ears gradually stopped.

Books can be opened normally.

Open the second page of the book.

It is a map, a map of New York that defies human administrative divisions.

This map is divided into territories based on the locations of weird existences and their respective areas of activity.

On the black ground, there are strange black shadows painted one after another.

The black shadow was not humanoid, but just looking at it made me feel sick and upset.

If an ordinary person saw this map, they would go crazy without even having a chance to think.

This is a forbidden map.

It's not that the map itself is a taboo, but the content depicted on the map, the dark shadows depicted, are a taboo.

Al quickly found the location of his home, where there was a gorgon head with sharp teeth.

The thick black shadow made it difficult for Al to see the whole picture.

But suddenly, a name suddenly emerged from his heart.

Gug Giant

Is this the monster I felt last time?

The monster passing by my door

Facing this kind of creature, Al didn't have the slightest idea.

Not only because it cannot be defeated, but also because this kind of disorderly and chaotic monster can only live in the illusion world.

It will not interfere with the order of human society, just like there is an invisible wall that separates humans from these monsters.

Each other does not affect each other.

Al suddenly felt dizzy, and he quickly closed the Nameless Book.

He knew that this was a manifestation of his excessive mental consumption.

After finally getting rid of those dark shadows, he didn't want to lose his mind and face those monsters again, especially now that he knew the danger of those monsters.

Al went to the refrigerator and poured a glass of milk. Milk can soothe the mind and help relieve mental stress.

I went back to my desk and wanted to find a book to read, but when I looked at the bookshelf of mythology books, I suddenly lost interest.

"How is Kathy doing? I remember she lives next door to me. She said she was going to fall asleep after eating too much. I don't know how long she would be asleep."

Al pushed open the window and looked at the building opposite.

The room opposite Al's window was Cathy's room.

The sense of voyeurism I often felt before came from there.

The curtains are still closed now, but there is no inexplicable sense of peeping, and no Kathy urging her to read.

Al felt inexplicably empty in his heart and didn't know what to do.

How could I think so? Al shuddered.

sleep