[Comprehensive fear] Borrow your life

Alex, will die at STONE in Mount Abraham, New York.

——Write it down in a notepad.

Alex turned on the stove steadily, controlled the flame in an extremely stable state and heated up a pot of polenta, then closed it extremely cautiously, and ate.After washing the dishes, he turned off the faucet very strictly so that it would not drip even a drop of water.

In the past three months, he has developed a habit similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder: no matter what it is, he must be sure that nothing will go wrong.What if the faucet is not turned off properly and people end up slipping and falling?What if the furnace switch is not turned off properly and the house burns down?

If these ideas were put in the past, he would definitely feel that it was too much of a fuss.

But now, he thinks it is very necessary, after all, he is the one being targeted by the god of death - since a certain famous air crash, he has been targeted.This is also the reason why he locked himself in this small room for three months without going out.He even wondered desperately whether he would always be like this.Because there are too many accidents in the outside world, each accident is enough for Death to kill him.

The Grim Reaper is not a creature that can be explained by common sense, it is more like a law, some invisible magnetic field-like thing, omnipresent and impossible to capture.Every small mistake can be used by Death to bring great fear to the living.

A small cigarette butt can start a fire.This kind of thing is not uncommon, but it is relatively rare, and it is probably a masterpiece of death.For Alex now, being targeted by the god of death means that the probability of such an accident happening has been infinitely magnified.

He clearly knew that this was not persecution paranoia.

It's a pity that life doesn't allow him to do that.As soon as he turned on his computer, he found that he had an email from the school, and it didn't take him to think that it must be urging him to go back to school.

He struggled for a long time before going out.After all, Alex did not have the courage to give up his studies, give up his life, and lock himself in a small room for a lifetime.He can only pray for the one in ten thousand possibility: maybe the god of death has let him go.Thinking optimistically, he believed that he had a way to deal with Death's ingenious design.

After three months, he walked out of this cabin at the foot of Mount Abraham in New York.

The air outside is very different from that inside, with a faintly sweet scent.Alex wasn't in the mood to enjoy it, he looked around nervously, looking like a madman.No one knew, he was afraid, afraid that the god of death would take his life all at once.

There didn't seem to be many people on the street, and there were only a middle-aged man and a girl not far from his side.The middle-aged man was farther away from Alex, and his staggering steps seemed to be very unstable.Sure enough, after a while, the frail man fell down.

Alex is eager to help, but his inner prudence makes him worry that this is a part of the design of the god of death. If he is not careful, he will die due to a mistake. At this time, he should focus on the surrounding environment superior.Fortunately, the girl passed by first, so he slowed down with confidence, thinking that the middle-aged man should be fine.

But looking at it, he found that the development of things seemed to be very wrong.

His good eyesight allowed him to clearly see that the girl was not helping the middle-aged man, just standing aside and talking.At this moment, a gust of wind blew past, shattering the girl's words into pieces.

Alex only vaguely caught the words "don't want to die" and "get up". The word "death" made him very sensitive, and it made him even more frightened. It felt like being suddenly poured a bucket of ice water over his head in the cold winter, which brought him a more sober mind. Consciousness and utter cowardice.

Words like this are likely to be the God of Death's prediction!

Alex tried to keep an eye on his surroundings while walking towards the girl.But the girl walked away early, leaving behind the frail man.From the beginning to the end, the girl did not take the initiative to show any concern, kept a distance from the man, and kicked her away when the man suddenly grabbed her. Although it can be seen that the girl did not use too much strength, It doesn't look like it was intended to cause trouble.

The man curled up on the ground in pain.While reprimanding the girl for being cold-blooded in his heart, Alex carefully lifted the man up and walked towards the stool on the street.

He didn't want to ask more about what happened just now, but the man took the initiative to talk about it, although most of them were insults to the girl without substantive content.Alex didn't pay attention to it, and still looked around nervously.

However, when he had already taken the man away from the original place, a car crashed into the street without knowing what happened. Fortunately, the two of them were separated by a relatively long distance, and there was no substantial damage except for being frightened.

The man seemed extra terrified because the place where the car hit the hardest was where he had been lying down before.He kept thanking Alex like a repeater, and at the same time he kept cursing the girl who "wouldn't save her".

"Did you know? That female cousin just stood aside and looked at me like that, and said something that she didn't want to die, so she just got up by herself and didn't let others help. This is basically cursing me," At the end, he still didn't forget Praise the little handsome guy who saved him, "If it weren't for you, I might really be cursed to death by that damn witch."

Alex accidentally figured out what he couldn't hear clearly a few minutes ago, but it didn't bring him any happy feeling.

Almost, if he and this man had walked more slowly just now, they would have been hit by a car!That's right, this must be the design of the god of death, the god of death... really came.

hint?There must be hints before the god of death kills. As long as you find the hints, you can avoid them and survive.So what was the hint just now?Is it a girl's word?

what about now?Will Death still make a move?Alex looked around nervously.He tried his best to capture the information around him, and suddenly found a piece of paper floating in the wind in the distance - a post-it note.

Ordinarily, it was impossible for Alex to capture the handwriting on it all at once.But coincidentally, there are five large capital letters on the sticky note - STONE - for Alex to see instantly.

He subconsciously thought it was a hint, and tried to think about it. stone... stone... wait!It's bricks!He noticed the most things on the street.

However, at this moment, he felt that something warm and greasy was flowing from his face, and some of it even flowed into his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and touched it tremblingly, almost without any surprise, he found that it was bright red blood.The essence of life that came from the human body was pouring over his head like water watering flowers and trees, leaving fine red marks.

The Grim Reaper's design was successful, and the accident had already happened, but it was on the man beside Alex.

After saving the man's life, he escaped, and the price was the man's death.The man died when he was hit on the head by a brick. If the angle was a miracle, the man's life would be killed in an instant, and Alex's face would be splashed with blood.

No screaming, no fear of being unable to move, because this has happened many times before, but this time it was not against him.He didn't know why all this happened, so he could only force himself to call the police calmly.

At this moment, the post-it note floated close to him again.He walked over blankly, ready to pick up the piece of paper that represented the hint of death, however, a hand appeared in front of him and picked up the piece of paper.

He looked up suspiciously, but saw the girl who "cursed" the man earlier.

It wasn't until then that he noticed that the other party was all black: black hair, black coat, black sweater, black trousers, black leather shoes, just like the Grim Reaper's dress in Alex's impression.Of course, there is the most noticeable thing, those eyes that are as dark as the night sky, just looking at them like this, it feels like a black hole is about to suck people in and grind them into nothingness.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Alex felt that the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear, and he could only hear the girl's proficient and soft English:

"Are you Alex?"

Without waiting for Alex to answer in the affirmative, the girl immediately made the next move: crumpled up the post-it note she picked up, and threw it into the trash can.

"Don't tell the police!" The girl suddenly approached and asked softly.

It turned out that the police car had already arrived.

When the transcript was over and after going through some tedious procedures, Alex came to the trash can again, and it took him a long time to find the note that had been crushed to death.

The hint above can be said to be explicit:

Alex, will die at STONE in Mount Abraham, New York.

It's just that in the end, Alex wasn't the one who died... and the girl threw this piece of paper without even looking at it. Could it be hers?Can she predict death?

wait!If she can really predict death, shouldn't she think that man is Alex?How can you ask like that?

The girl has already returned to her home, found her note paper, wrote down today's date, and wrote two lines:

A middle-aged man was rescued by Alex, and then he was crushed to death by bricks in Alex's place. (STONE has been identified as a brick)

Alex borrowed the middle-aged man's life to escape the pursuit of death.

She was thinking about whether she should change something to remember these things, but in terms of convenience, only sticky notes were more suitable.But today, just as I was about to turn over the page that recorded Alex's death notice, a gust of wind suddenly blew the note away.

There is no doubt that it is the masterpiece of her "old friend" - Death.