How to survive in a world full of weird talk [Comprehensive fear]

Things are happening too fast.

When Sydelle was thrown off the bus, she didn't even have time to grab the backpack, and the shards of the window hit her face. She couldn't close her eyes, and she just stretched out her hand to cover her eyes.

The screeching brakes made eardrums ache, the wind roared in the sky, the rain was heavy, and the environment was so harsh that Sidelle couldn't even hear whether the bus fell off the cliff or braked on the mountain road.

The moment she was thrown off, she didn't have time to adjust her posture, but subconsciously held the crowbar.

... Tens of seconds later.

The end of the sharp crowbar easily hooked into the stone wall covered with blue moss.

But it is not easy for people who cling to the cliff.

Rolling black clouds, accompanied by whistling wind, and splashing rain.The tone between the heaven and the earth is dim, as if covered with a layer of gray cloth, turning into a gray and white world.

The rain dripped down the steep and cold rock wall, and the violent wind swayed the slender saplings in the cracks in the rock in Sidelle's hand.Although it is temporarily hung on the rock wall, it is difficult to stabilize it.

Surrounded by slippery rocks, with a crowbar, Sidelle could barely support her body, but couldn't find a point to use to climb up.

This is still because of her slender stature, if it is heavier, it will only reduce the speed of support.

Sidelle forced herself to look up against the heavy rain, and the cold raindrops hit her eye sockets, splashing physiological tears.

She squinted a little uncomfortable, and just glanced at the cliff, about ten meters away from the railing.

……Climb up?Not likely with just a crowbar.

If you fall, there will be at least tens of meters from here to the ground, and you will be disabled if you don't die.

She couldn't see the shadow of the bus, so she didn't know if she fell one step earlier, was submerged in the mudslide, or turned around and fled the disaster scene safely.

Anyway, there was no sign of the bus.

It also means that there is no hope of external rescue for the time being.

Five white and slender fingers were propped on the slippery stone wall, and after only hanging there for 2 minutes, her left arm had already started to tremble slightly. Sidelle took a deep breath, knowing that she could not drag on any longer.

She looked under her feet, looking for a slightly protruding point to step on firmly, but the ground was too small, the girl had to lift her toes and touch the point tentatively before slowly moving down.

There was a scorching pain from the fingertips climbing on the rock wall, but Sidel didn't care too much, and even deliberately groped the rough and frictional wall stone, moving towards the bottom of the mountain that could not be seen clearly. During the process, Sidelle suddenly remembered a video she had watched before.

The protagonist in the video wakes up on a smooth curved surface. In order not to fall into the unknown dark abyss, she desperately keeps herself on the curved surface, even grinding her fingers dripping with blood.

When she slides to the bottom, she should be in the same state as that woman.

Sidelle thought about it, and suddenly found that she still had a bit of interest in having fun while suffering.

The mobile phone was thrown from her arms when Sidelle was climbing the cliff, and it should have fallen to the bottom of the mountain. From this place, it is not clear what is at the bottom of the mountain, but it should be some woods or something.

But Sidelle wasn't too worried.

Although the phone fell, it was probably scrapped.But tonight she has an appointment with the folklore expert Anshan Jieji. If she disappears, someone will definitely call the police for her.

Once the police investigate, they will soon be able to find the location of the bus accident, and rescue is not far away.

The only thing to worry about is whether the bottom of the mountain will be very cold at night.

Sidelle remembered that there was still a thin blanket in her backpack, whether it was wet by the rain or not, and she could look for it later when she fell to the bottom of the mountain.

Take Annabelle with you by the way.

After moving down for a while, Sidelle stopped on the rock wall to rest for a few minutes, went through everything, and continued to climb down after feeling relieved.

There was a looming bloodstain on the stone wall.

The palm should be worn out.

Sidelle doesn't care about these minor pains now, her blond hair hangs wetly on her shoulders, and the cold touch makes her very uncomfortable, but there is nothing she can do about it.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, blocking the rainwater that slid down her face.

It's just that in the dark sky, on the edge of the steep cliff, among the weeds and saplings swayed by the wind, a slender and thin figure can be vaguely seen.

Suburbs of Tokyo, Saitama Prefecture, Tokorozawa City, No. 28 Higashicho.

In the dusty house, sitting on the sofa was a black-haired girl who was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Fu Jiang stared boredly at the TV that was slowly turned on, and a black and white picture was displayed on the screen.

She was not interested, just preparing to read it as if to pass the time.

Before the disc started to play, Fu Jiang yawned lazily,

At this time, she hadn't noticed that a pair of hands that were so pale that there was no blood in them, stretched out from the darkness behind her faintly like snakes, and touched her side face.

As expected by Sidelle, she fell to the bottom of the mountain within a few minutes of climbing.

Sidelle breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her stiff cheeks, wiped off the rainwater on her face, and twisted her wet blond hair, tied it into a simple ball, and put it in her collar.

The left hand was indeed worn out, but it was far from bloody, and it was better than she expected, but the white palm and fingertips were red, densely covered with small wounds scratched by sand and stones.

Sidelle stared at the palm of her hand for a few times, then withdrew her hand indifferently, and when she was about to turn around to look at the scene at the bottom of the mountain, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

The rain stopped.

Sidelle immediately raised her head and looked upwards.

The churning black clouds in the sky also stopped, the sound of the wind stopped, the rain disappeared, and there was a dead silence between the sky and the earth, as if they had come to another time and space in an instant.

The surroundings have also become dry, and even the air has lost moisture molecules.

Sidelle: "..." Grass.

This is... where did she come to?

She blinked, and suddenly she didn't want to turn around to see what was behind her.

But this is impossible, Sidelle sighed in her heart, and after making mental preparations, she turned around and raised her eyes.

She saw...an indescribable ancient house.

Next to the ancient house, there is a large stretch of woods, but those woods seem to have become phantoms, with a vague halo, as if they are not in the same space as this ancient house.

In a place where Sidelle couldn't see, among the streams at the bottom of the mountain, there was a mobile phone lying quietly.

It was her cell phone, and the screen lit up at this moment, and a number that didn't exist was trying desperately to call her cell phone, but it was all in vain.

That non-existent number...it was Sidelle's own phone number.

But the ghost who tried to call out the curse seemed to be blocked by an invisible force.

In Tokyo, in a certain apartment building, in the bathroom, a withered female corpse was lying in the bathtub.

In the hand of the female corpse, she was holding a mobile phone. The mobile phone was making a call to Sidelle, but she could only get an echo:

Hello, the number you dialed is out of service area...

Sidelle quietly looked at the ancient house that was incompatible with the surrounding environment, and then glanced at the illusory and distorted space around her, and suddenly understood.

She is no longer in Japan.

Or rather, she's now at the borderline between Japanese reality and some twisted horror that doesn't exist in reality.

That was the boundless, unknown inner world that Sidelle had glimpsed at a corner when she was 12 years old.