Fear Collection

What Jin Zilin didn't expect was that the moment she kicked the door, the door of 501 next door also slammed.

She looked stiffly at 501 next to her, remembering what happened to Liang Wu the next night, and decided to go back to 402 where she lived.

Jin Zilin turned and walked towards the stairs. After she left, the door of 503 opened again. Bai Ange watched her leaving back, turned around and packed up the drawing boards and paints from the room, and went out to climb towards the top floor.

Jin Zilin returned to the fourth floor, opened the door of 402 and walked in. She was still thinking frantically about what her counterpart was.

No clues, or no ideas, what Bai Ange said would have enough clues, but what exactly are the clues?

After Jin Zilin finished washing, she was about to go into the bedroom and go to bed. She would continue to work tomorrow. She didn't know how long she could last. However, as soon as she entered the bedroom, she heard a series of sounds of something falling to the ground.

Jin Zilin looked at the source of the sound—the wall opposite her bed. At this time, pieces of wall skin fell off the wall, and the original face soaked in water was fully formed. It is also connected to a whole human body, and the reliefs are generally highlighted on the wall.

When Jin Zilin saw the face on the wall, she felt more familiar than she was afraid... This inexplicable sense of familiarity made her stunned for a moment, and this was the moment when the face on the wall suddenly opened its eyes, broke free from the wall.

The man who broke free was completely covered with, or consisted of, white putty.

Jin Zilin had already reacted at this time, screamed and turned around to run, but the speed and strength of the man who broke free was far above her, it rushed over and grabbed Jin Zilin from behind, turned around and pushed Jin Zilin back into the human-shaped pit from which it broke free.

Jin Zilin kept screaming and resisting, but the white putty on the person who broke free was continuously transmitted to her from the arm that held her down.

Jin Zilin's body was slowly covered by that thick layer of white putty, and the man who broke free from her pressure gradually revealed his true face...

It turned out to be herself!

Jin Zilin recognized it, it was herself!

No wonder she found this face familiar just now, because it was her own face, and it was her own face before plastic surgery.

"You! No!!! Don't...Bai Ange!" Jin Zilin still wanted to struggle, she crazily called Bai Ange's name, hoping that Bai Ange upstairs could hear her voice and rush over to save her life.

After all, she knew what her counterpart was... She knew it!Damn it, there was a wall in the shop where she worked and there were a lot of framed pictures, big and small, but there were no pictures in them, and she always thought they were purely decorative.

But... But among the photo frames hanging on the wall, there is only one white photo frame with a plaster texture!

Save her, save her... No, don't, don't!

The white putty covered her whole body, gradually blocking her nose, mouth and ear canals, merging her into the wall.

The person who got out had Jin Zilin's face before plastic surgery, she had let go of her hand before she knew it, and sat and watched the putty in front of her cover Jin Zilin layer by layer, making the wall smooth again.

Soon, the wall surface returned to being flat, white, and smooth, except for an inconspicuous black stain, which was particularly eye-catching on the white front wall, and looked more like a cat's eye to the people inside the wall.

"Thank you, now it's your turn." 'Jin Zilin' got out and said to the black spot, after she changed into her pajamas, she was ready to go to bed.

"After all, I have to go to work in the store tomorrow."

Outside the unit building community, the last word "生" on the light board that no one had seen suddenly lit up, and the five blood-red characters of "Early death and early death" radiated red light in front of the dark community.

The gloomy atmosphere that enveloped the entire community, market, and department store seemed to be instantly activated, and the entire fragmented world shook: the skin of the walls of the unit building cracked, revealing the densely packed corpses inside, and floating ghosts flashed through one window after another. The land of the market is constantly bulging with graves, and the shops on both sides are distorted and broken, revealing the appearance of tombstones; the department store is silent, only the clothing area on the fourth floor, the floor tiles have turned into black rotten flesh, and the chandeliers have become black. It became the eyes of different people, and the walls were smeared with black liquid...

For a time, the world was turned upside down.

Bai Ange is currently on the roof of the unit building, watching the world tear off its disguise, slowly, slowly revealing a morbid smile mixed with fanaticism and madness.

He didn't laugh out loud, but laughed like an exaggerated pantomime.

When he finally stopped, he suddenly said: "Sure enough, I'm not crazy, it's just like this."

"Sure enough, that's what it was like."

Bai Ange tore the painting he brought to the rooftop to shreds, and shook out a huge advertisement painting from the painting tool. The nylon advertisement was sprayed with large swaths of bright yellow, which looked like a flower A blooming sunflower.

"My counterpart, what I have long been taken away..."

Bai Ange let go and shook the huge poster off the roof, and the next moment he disappeared on the roof.

There is only one advertisement picture in bright yellow, floating down like a sun, falling into the abyss of death.

……

In another fragmented space, Muta woke up suddenly, looked around and found himself lying on the living room floor of Xie Jinxi's house, with a plastic model lying beside him.

Muta immediately leaned over to take a look, and found that the crack in the chest of the plastic model was filled with new flesh and blood, and the skin was slowly covering the exposed flesh and blood.

Obviously, Xie Jinxi's body is undergoing reconstruction.

At the same time, Muta sensed it, and he was relieved to be able to sense Xie Jinxi's soul from this reconstructed body.

Then he looked down at his chest. After noticing any wounds, there was nothing unusual on his body. It seemed that he was healed directly because he returned to Xie Jinxi's Fragmented World in time.

Muta carefully walked around Xie Jinxi, who was on the ground, who was reconstructing his body, and walked to the window to look into the distance.

It's morning now, and the sky of Fragmented World is as blue as a curtain. The sun is pouring down on the whole world without hesitation. The breeze shakes the shadows of the trees. There are no vehicles or pedestrians on the road outside.

Outside is the city where Xie Jinxi was born and grew up, even if this city is only a false reflection of the real city at this time, in Muta's eyes, it still feels like a world away.

This time, they came back here after going through two worlds.

Even if he is as strong as Muta, he still has the feeling of returning to his own home at this time, and some subtle joy and nostalgia can't help but grow in his heart.

Home……

People's hearts always need something to sustenance, even if it is only a fake world, even if the city he lives in in the real world is not what it looks like outside for Muta, as long as he is with Xie Jinxi and lives a safe and peaceful life, he will Can't help but define this place as home.

Muta looked back at the plastic model on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh...

Wake up as soon as possible, Xie Jinxi.

We are back in your world.

Fortunately, Xie Jinxi's body recovered quickly. When he regained consciousness, he felt as if he was put in a shell. He quickly recalled the previous events and realized that he was probably inside the plastic model, so he struggled hard.

Fortunately, the outermost plastic shell was thin and brittle, and there was already a hole in his chest. He broke the plastic on his chest and shoulders without struggling a few times, then lifted his upper body with all his strength, and hit the ground. The plastic shell on the head was knocked open.

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was the crimson glow of the room.

Xie Jinxi looked sideways out of the window, stunned for a long time, and suddenly heard Muta's voice: "I thought you needed me to help you."

He turned his head and saw Muta walking up to him in a loose, dark house coat, and said, "Do you still need my help?"

The light of the setting sun shone on him, making him look like a carefully carved statue.

"Need," Xie Jinxi also relaxed, put his hands on his back and stood up... Just about to smash the plastic shells on his waist and legs, he realized that he was naked at this time.

In front of Muta, Xie Jinxi felt a little embarrassed, and asked, "Can you bring me a bath towel?"

Muta turned around knowingly and brought him a bath towel, Xie Jinxi wrapped the bath towel around his waist, and then broke the remaining plastic shells.

The white plastic shell shattered all over the ground, and Xie Jinxi finally broke free from the synthetic shell and came back to life.

He stepped on the ground with bare feet, stretched his limbs while watching the sunset outside, and said to Muta: "I want to take a shower and change clothes, here in the living room..."

"I'll come to the plastic debris on the ground, you go."

Muta turned around to get the broom and dustpan, swept the debris together and dumped them into the trash can with garbage bags, and then threw them into the trash can downstairs when he went out next time, and the trash thrown in would disappear automatically.

Xie Jinxi didn't refuse, went to take a shower, changed into clean and restrained pajamas, and when he came out in slippers, Muta had already tidied up the living room, and there was still a cup of hot milk on the coffee table.

Xie Jinxi nestled back on the single sofa, turned on the TV and tuned to the one that was showing the variety show. Although the TV was only playing the program on April 4th repeatedly, the familiar variety show stars and loud laughter were on the floor. The muta and warm milk on the table finally made Xie Jinxi feel like he was finally alive.

To be alive, I used to take this state for granted. Only after I died once can I truly understand how precious it is to be alive.

Although Xie Jinxi can no longer pass through walls after being revived, and can't directly perceive other resentful souls in the state of soul body, at least now he has flesh and blood and body temperature, and can drink a cup of hot milk that Muta prepared for him, and can also truly Hugs and kisses from Muta.

Xie Jinxi put down the empty glass, and under the cover of the noise and light and shadow of the TV, his gaze involuntarily slid to Muta next to him.

The author has something to say: It's over!Let’s sum up this world. To be honest, I’m not particularly satisfied with the writing, because this world is actually a combination of two ideas. I planned to write two worlds, but due to the space, I still spelled it into one world. Fragmentation and rhythm are old problems.

In this article, the light sign of "Early Death and Early Survival" was inspired by S|CP-078. Although it basically has nothing to do with that, the inspiration for the hangings that Jin Zilin saw came from the school scene in Escape 2.

Another problem is Bai Ange. I didn't write out what I wanted to write. After thinking about it, I still don't add superfluous things. I will mention him later.

Well, after one or two chapters, I entered the next world, a world I've been thinking about for a long time.

A world about folklore and Chinese horror: Sansuo Village.