[Comprehensive] This is unscientific

"I'm just here for tourism," Su Miao said, "Why did this happen?"

She is a beautiful girl with big eyes and long eyelashes. She has fair skin, eyebrows and bangs, and long black hair hanging on her shoulders. She looks like a doll from Asia, smart and well-behaved.

But the doll was looking at the landlady across the dining table with a bitter accusing expression.

The dining room was a mess, with shards of glass and pottery all over the floor, mixed in with large chunks of water.What was originally called a "glass window" can only be called a "window" now.The neatly arranged tea sets were smashed, and the light and beautiful knick-knacks were not spared.The remains of porcelain were scattered everywhere, vividly painting a tragic scene of suffering.

When they said this, they glanced outside at the same time, and then sighed at the same time.

There are two dark circles on Su Miao's face, which are quite eye-catching against the backdrop of her fair skin.This is usually evidence of not getting a good night's sleep the night before, which she didn't.

This is a remote town in Maine, USA, with a beautiful scenery, a small population, and no decent hotels, so she can only borrow residential houses.In fact, the town is not a tourist attraction, she just wants to live for two or three days to sketch because she likes the scenery of lakes and mountains here.Unexpectedly, the next night encountered a storm that never happened in a century, and both the landlord and the guests had to move to the basement to sleep overnight.

The landlady was not in a hurry to respond to her depression, and she played with smoked beef, chicken breast slices, Italian sausage and other cold cuts, stacked them into a hill, sandwiched them in the middle of the crispy croissant, and served them with tomatoes and lettuce And pickled cucumbers, poured some mayonnaise, and handed it to her.

After making two sandwiches, she replied in a wrong way: "There is a power outage, a total power outage, so there is no coffee and no hot food. I just tried it, and the phone can't be connected, and the mobile phone has no signal. I really don't know." what happened."

For modern people, the lack of mobile phone signal is a serious problem.Su Miao was taken aback, immediately put down her breakfast and went to check her mobile phone.

Her mobile phone brand is the most popular black apple nowadays, which is both beautiful and practical, with excellent standby and performance.But after unlocking it, the first thing she saw was not a communication signal, not a network signal, but a huge dialogue window that spanned the entire screen—"Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to really... live?"

Normally, she wouldn't mind clicking on it to see which funny app would send this kind of funny push, but it's a pity that now is not the time.She only blinked, and chose "No" without hesitation.

"Enter 'If you are funny, go down to the [-]th floor'."

"..."

Su Miao had no choice but to press the main screen button several times, and went back to the desktop to look, and found that what the landlady said was correct.She couldn't make calls or connect to the Internet, and her love phone had become a thin brick.

This is undoubtedly worse.Her slender eyebrows furrowed into knots, "That means I can't leave today, right?"

There was no need to ask if the situation was bad. Through the window, they could clearly see the situation outside.Even the big trees that couldn't be hugged by one person were broken by the wind and rain, and they lay miserably on the road, let alone other thinner trees.

Seeing such a bad road condition, she certainly wouldn't naively think that everything was fine and that the long-distance bus would definitely arrive on time.

The landlady shrugged, "It's hard to say, maybe the situation on the main road is better than ours, maybe it's worse, someone will always take care of this matter. God knows when the power will be restored, I have to clean up and go The supermarket, so as not to be robbed of food. You come along and find someone to inquire about the news."

The landlady's husband passed away a few years ago, and she herself is getting old and living alone, so she agreed to rent with Su Miao for a few days.She wanted to clean the house, so of course Su Miao was obliged to help.

The dining room was not the only place that suffered from the storm, all the rooms with windows were equally unlucky.The most important thing is that when she came back from sketching every day, she would put the easel and paintings next to the sofa in the living room. Now the easel fell down and the paintings were soaked in water.

Su Miao was very, very unhappy.She kept her mouth tightly pressed until she picked up her backpack and walked out of the house.

"From another point of view, this matter is also beneficial." The landlady also likes art, and she regretted those paintings. Seeing her expression of stepping on dog poop, she comforted her.

"What's the benefit?"

Su Miao opened the door of the blue Chevrolet and got in, "Should I use candles instead of electric lights, or cold milk instead of hot coffee? To be honest, I can't enjoy this kind of green pastoral life without electricity."

"Although your easel and paper are ruined, there are some available in the supermarket." The landlady started the car, her eyes fixed on the road, and carefully walked around various obstacles on the road, "You can still draw the scene after the storm, right? Is it? Not every painter has the opportunity to witness a natural disaster.”

Su Miao was silent for a while, then said wearily, "I would rather never witness it."

"But you are really unlucky. You only lived here for three days, and you encountered such bad weather."

"...My luck has always been pretty good, so maybe something is wrong with the director of my life."

The landlady laughed loudly, Su Miao heard her laughter, and remembered the misfortune of last night.

The beds in the basement were uncomfortable and the air was stuffy and humid.She kept her eyes open all night, watching the lightning and thunder outside from the small window, and heard the thunder and rain in her ears, mixed with the loud sound of furniture falling and dishes breaking on the first floor.Not to mention generating inspiration for painting, even sleeping is impossible.

This experience is really once is enough.

The landlady didn't let her go, and said with great interest: "The situation near my house is not bad. The scene on the other side of the lake must be more spectacular. There are big trees everywhere, and they will fall on the house... By the way, the lake There’s also a painter living next door who contributes to film companies in New York, does some posters, maybe you can meet him in the supermarket.”

Su Miao started to frown again, and said casually, "This kind of person probably can't be called a painter, but should be called...uh..."

This kind of person should be called an illustrator, or a poster designer.These two words are very familiar to her, and she should come out of her mouth.

But for some reason, when the landlady mentioned the painter by the lake, she felt ominous, as if something bad was about to happen.The premonition interrupted her, but luckily the landlady was just babbling on her own, without expecting her to think of the words.

The landlord's house is about 10-[-] minutes' drive from the town center, neither too far nor too close.The largest food supermarket in the town is in the center of the town, next to the pharmacy, but the supermarket also sells daily necessities and a little medicine.It is said that there is a pay phone, a sheriff, and everything that is urgently needed in daily life.Now the whole town must be huddled there, preparing for the possible life without power in the future.

She had been playing with the phone in her hand, when the fuselage suddenly vibrated, indicating that she had received a message, which made her almost cheer for the recovery of communication.But after looking at it, a surprised smile suddenly condensed on his face, and gradually turned into suspicion.

The content of this message is: "The military base is finished, hurry up and escape with Billy." Below the message is a countdown clock with a time limit of 24 hours.

"Are you uncomfortable? Your complexion is very ugly." Su Miao stared at it for a while, and heard the landlady ask with concern.

This is a very common question, but the voice suddenly becomes very ethereal, blurring the boundary between reality and illusion, bringing an indescribably strange feeling, like hearing it in a dream, or a memory from a long time ago.She was stunned for a moment, then shook her head instinctively and said, "No, I'm fine, but I feel...uh, I feel a little cold."

After the heavy rain, the temperature drops suddenly, and of course it will be cold.The landlady nodded approvingly, thinking they should add cold medicine to the shopping list.

Su Miao didn't speak any more, changed from huddled in the seat to sitting upright, and began to look around the car nervously, and even turned her head several times to look at the car, but didn't know what she wanted to see.

The Chevrolet drives smoothly.The closer she was to the supermarket, the stronger the ominous premonition became, and it became more and more familiar, more and more like she had seen or experienced it somewhere, making her restless.

"What are you looking at... Hey, what is that, is it smoke?"

Looking to the right front of the road, the huge signboard with "Food Supermarket" is getting closer.As she expected, because people with brains flocked to the supermarket, many cars were stuck at the intersection, moving forward at a tortoise speed, including hers.So when Su Miao turned her head to look back for the eighth time, the landlady finally couldn't hold back her curiosity and followed suit.

She failed to see Su Miao's pupils shrunk suddenly, but saw the white mist coming from behind the car.

There is a beautiful big lake in the town, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the air is quite humid, so she is no stranger to fog.But this white mist is extremely thick, and its moving speed is much faster than ordinary fog.It was still quite a distance away from them, but after a while, it engulfed several cars and continued to sweep in this direction.

The covered vehicle disappeared from their field of vision, leaving only the white barrier that could not be seen through.

She subconsciously said "smoke" instead of "fog" precisely because it was too thick, more like billowing white smoke from a fire.

Su Miao's reaction was extremely strange, as if someone poured a spoonful of ice water on her head, she ignored her at all, and after a short cry, she suddenly turned around.She glanced ahead and found that the road conditions were still not optimistic. She quickly grabbed the landlady's arm, dragged her and shouted, "We have to get out of the car right now! Get out of the car now! Hurry up!"

As she spoke, she hurried to open the door.But the car door was locked, and she had to take time to open it. When she turned her head and saw the respectable lady still staying in the seat, she immediately became furious, "Get out of the car first, and run to the supermarket. I'm not kidding you! Are you Haven't seen the movie called The Mist?"

Su Miao halfway opened the car door, and immediately there was a dissatisfied horn from outside the car.The landlady looked at her like she was looking at an alien, she didn't move, and she didn't intend to get out of the car immediately and throw the car on the road.

"……what movie?"

"Mist! The one with monsters in the fog!"