[Pokemon] 2015 Ghost House

I am going to die.

Who told me this news, and when...yesterday?It seems that at sunset, someone did come to the cell where countless members of the plasma regiment who were similar to me, but definitely different from me, were detained.However, at that time my vision was dimmed because of the rare golden beam of light directly entering the dungeon. I hadn’t enjoyed such dazzling sunlight for many days.This is known as backlighting.

It's just that after I got used to it, the clerical angel with a cold expression on his side had already reached the end of the prison.I raised my head to see his white robe jump over the steps little by little, only the judge has the qualification to cross the gate of the cage... This made me hold my head up in great admiration.This whole-hearted belief seemed to be buried in the grave like a loser after the failure of the revolution-but I now know that it did not die, it was resurrected.I feel that my heart is stepping towards the steps step by step with the singing of the choir in the distance, leaving this place step by step before my body.

When I was woken up by someone rudely this morning, and I was still sleepy, I didn't think about the young man who was swept away by the giant's broom the day before and me, the prisoner who was suddenly sentenced to death for murder Connected - not to mention, I have to admit we are one.

I tapped the fat woman next to me with puffy eyelids, hoping for the nobility of my soul.But she didn't.She turned her head and uttered a few babbling words, which were as indistinct as bubbles surging in a sewage ditch. I saw that the whites of her eyes looked like boiled egg whites, while the black eyes looked like boiled egg whites. A black ink book, through which I can see my high and tense shoulders, and my collarbone is so prominent because of hunger.I opened my eyes and looked at the youth in her eyes repeatedly. The disheveled hair, the lifeless eyes congealed by stagnant water...and the red pimples swelling wantonly on my nose-I covered it and let out a painful cry croon.I do not believe.

The image of this young man looks like a chaotic social scum!so ugly!It's a far cry from the heroic image I had of my father when he was high-spirited... I heard a demon inside me whisper, "Admit it, you're not a hero."

I stared at the dull fat woman, the more I looked at her silent and dirt-covered collar, the more I felt that she was so vicious, she must be the incarnation of demons and lies.I was so angry that I roared loudly like a dog in the water, and slammed my body into the iron fence between me and the demon, and then I was satisfied to see her shrinking back a few steps, muttering something. , nothing more than witches and curses... Only then did I remember that there was an angel watching me right in front of me.

Tears of kindness flowed down his pitiful wrinkles.I calmed down, leaned against the wall and smiled at him as if to flatter me, but at this moment I found that his face seemed expressionless—this is really a strange thing, could it be that the tears I saw just now were fake?I, a hero, have been repeatedly framed by poisonous snakes, and forced to paint the image of a gangster-so the angel must have pity on me.Oh, look at him turning his head away. I understand that he doesn't want to see me in distress.

"Buglia, please come out."

The man repeated it again, and this time I heard it clearly, it was my name.He looked very sad with bushy eyebrows, and his deep brown eyes flicked past me and the prisoners from time to time.

"Dear judge, what's the matter?"

"Judge?" He frowned even tighter, "What judge, I'm not a judge, I'm just a messenger and errand runner... No, you've been in this place for more than a week. Don't you know me?"

"... In my humble opinion, you are as noble as a judge... Oh, this is not a big deal. It doesn't matter if you are a judge or not. I think you must have figured out what kind of person I am."

"You...?! Oh, yes, of course, you are going to the execution ground today, I think you know, I told you when I came here yesterday." He shook the loose sleeves of his white robe, I took out a pen and paper from there, "I spent one night thinking about my last words, so do you have any words to convey to your relatives now, I think I remember correctly, you have a father."

"Last Word?"

I blinked my eyes in confusion, this word is very strange, no... I seem to have heard this word often during the few days I stayed here, but at this moment, a young man in his twenties seems to include it in the dictionary of his life. This word page is torn off—I thought about it for a full two or three seconds, but I didn't understand what the last words were...

"Is there anything else you want to say to your father before you die?" He muttered again, "As expected of a member of the Plasma Corps...haven't you even heard of this word?"

"You said...before I die?"

die?I felt its cold touch like a child with a glass bead in its mouth, and the round ball rolled up my throat. I pondered the taste of the word, but to no avail.I feel that this word should not happen to me, just like the word sin should not happen to Yahweh...but before I could figure out how I was involved in the dark vortex of death, I was stunned by the judgment angel Pull it out.

He fastened my hands and feet with iron rings, and ordered me to walk out of this prison before him.

I finally walked out of this prison - the fresh air outside was blowing in with the rising sun, and I sucked in the smell of this world that should belong to me.was released?Oh, that's what I knew—I knew it would come one day.When the sun shines on the golden river in Fanba City, and the jumping pearls roll down from the upper reaches, I know that the rich heavenly color will be like the feathers dropped by the chief swan flying over the Fanba Suspension Bridge.Embracing the sunshine perfectly.

The judge asked me to stand on a wooden cart, and then someone pulled me like a horse in front of me and walked through every street in Fanba City-I felt very relieved, and felt that such a scene seemed familiar. I have been to such a street, and then it is also like this, being baptized by everyone's eyes-oh, I think of the daylight that came back in the evening yesterday.My soul has already left the prison one step ahead of my body.It turned out that this was a good omen for such a good thing.

"Hey, brother." I leaned into the ear of the livestock in front and said with a smile, "Can you consider laying more straw on this wooden cart, and is it better to replace the rough cloth with fine linen?" Fitting... fine linen is religiously purer and more dignified, you know."

The animal pulling me naturally couldn't understand what I was talking about. A few drops of sweat dripped from the man's forehead, but he ignored my words.

"Coming."

He said.

A lot of people had already gathered under the great building made of stone, and I saw many guys like me around the spiral steps leading to the high platform of judgment. They stood on wooden carts and were worshiped.There are quite a few of my ex-colleagues—we worked together in the Plasma Corps, and I know that the Plasma Corps members are all good people, but there are not many who are as good as me—they look extremely flustered Well, there's no need to panic, we are heroes!I want to say hello to my old friend over there, after all, it has been more than a week since I was locked up.But the beast hit me with a long wooden stick, so I had to turn back the sentence that came to my mouth and rework it. This time I spit at the beast, and the yellow-white dirty semi-solid matter stuck to the beast's head. Maoshang——I rolled his eyes at him complacently. The irritated beast is definitely going to bite. I was prepared for it, but this time he didn't seem to be angry.I only heard the man take a deep breath, as if chewing up his self-esteem and honor together.

I firmly believe this is not the same as the Mercy of the Judging Angel.

When I got out of the car, someone asked me to go up to the judgment seat above ten thousand people.I saw her pure white linen clothes, and I was very satisfied. With the gentle support of a woman, I walked slowly and solemnly to the judgment seat step by step. Now the last days are not far away.All eyes were on me, they all looked up at me.Just like I looked up at the white angel yesterday.I remembered Tang Caozhen’s speech I heard before I joined the Plasma Corps. At that time, I was also baptized by the great Lord Gages with my head held high. I felt that water poured down from the end of my hair to between my toes. , and now this matter has been brought up again and repeated.It began to rain finely and densely from the sky—the golden river over Fanba City was tamed to the extreme.I am very proud of the fact that I was able to infect so many people and save so many people.In this great moment when the plasma group is about to become the master of the world, I know that truth, goodness, salvation and peace will come together.At this time, I seemed to see the smoke of the war in the distance stopped, and the thick and powerful voice of Lord Gages resounded through the sky: "We will become heroes."

The bell was rung at the last moment before the start of the trial. I stood upright on the edge of the cliff, with a panoramic view of tens of thousands of people. I believe that we won a complete victory in the just-concluded Battle of Fanba City, because victory must be Always stand by the hero's side.The companions in the past shed tears of emotion when their ideals were realized. I know that I am admired by thousands of people.As for why I was still locked in a cage a few hours before this moment, it doesn't seem to matter much... Maybe my excessive worry left a wrong impression. I should be a prison warden. In the prison, the head is held high to inspect those criminals who can get a new life and those who can't.It's too confusing, who will remember such details, anyway, I am a hero.I proudly think back to my childhood and adolescence, before I responded to the conscription in Tangcao Town, I was in my hometown with that mediocre father. Have you become a hero yet?I closed my eyes as if it happened again yesterday. At that time, I excitedly repeated the words of the great Lord Gages. I talked to my father about equality, class, freedom, and ideals. All the painful experiences that we supported each other in Tangcao Town—— — Being discriminated against and treated differently and forced to suffer the hardships of life.And when I asked my father aggressively why he didn't want to change—why didn't he rise up and resist in pursuit of a better life, my father replied: "But such resistance is like a fool, and everyone knows that countless people will In such a rebellion, I lost everything I had."

I hated my father's cowardice so much, at that time I shed tears that I didn't understand:

"But we can be free... why, father, why?!"

"Because I'm old, all mistakes caused by change will not be allowed. Because heroes are the victors of such revolutions." He buried his face between his knees, "Because I can't be a hero."

How did I answer at the time - "Then become the hero's father."

Someone led me to climb to higher heights.It was climbing, I used both hands and feet, and climbed up to the judgment stand while being held back. I sat on the chair of the judgment stand, and I saw one judgment angel after another coming to me and my companions. Knowing that they are going to declare me innocent-by the way, to clarify that putting me in the cage before was just a mistake, and it is a ridiculous thing that can only be done by those who are ignorant and uneducable.I affirm that this world will be lifted into heaven.

But why hadn't Lord Gages come, at such a great time?Although this bit of confusion did stir my heart more or less at such a juncture, it didn't have time for me to be confused.Soon those onlookers and outsiders all left, and now there are only me and the real angel of judgment on this empty high platform.He looked into my eyes sadly and calmed down.

When all tasks are completed.

I'm exhausted.

"Although I don't know if you know now, I think it's better for me to tell you." The angel untied me and put me on the huge machine. "It would be great if the alliance army had fools like you, but if we really need to use such fools to realize our truth, I think the alliance will be finished."

As he continued talking to himself, he checked to see if one of the screws in the machine was tight - and the answer, he concluded, was that everything was fine and there was no malfunction.

"I sympathize with you, but I still want to say that you lost. Please admit this, I don't want to kill a paranoid patient. After all, I have specially received the commission from my colleagues in Qibao City. I should let you know before you die. It’s better. In the Battle of Fanba that just ended two days ago, the Plasma Corps was defeated, and you will accept the judgment of the world instead of letting you judge the world. Now, your dream should be shattered.”

I think I must have only just started dreaming, because the revolving movie of my life now ends up until yesterday evening—when my soul left that prison before my body, when my soul left the prison before my body. When I arrived at this judgment seat in one step, my spirit lost control of my muscles—since it was evening, everything I experienced must be a dream.At this time, the story before coming here was slow, as if the slow play button was pressed and spit out.Above the sky, the face of a desolate young man appeared once again. If he combed his disheveled hair and filled his gloomy eyes with the candlelight that could see the real land, if he was dressed If it's fine linen, he's so like me--to the point where somebody might think some damn thing is me.It's just a dream, don't care about it at all - I said to myself over and over again, but the voice from Tangcao Town reached my ears uncontrollably.They crossed the sea and rivers in Fanba City, washing away the sound of waves hitting the rocks.The smell of childhood, the smell of night, the smell of land, and the smell of forest make me seem to be soaked in the unique scenery of Tangcao Town, permeating my whole body.But now that I have returned to my hometown, the sea salt in Fanba City has long been far away in the west.At this time, for the first time, I thought of my father when he was alone. He carried heavy objects and bricks from Tangcao Town day after day, and now, I heard that he went to Qibao City to carry the corpses—— He is so close to death, and he should have felt his son, because now I am so close to death.

It has been more than 20 years since I was born. At this moment, I finally admit that my body emits the same smell as those who are about to be executed and those who have been executed. I should feel relieved. I also saw that my life is in this way Come back in a short time.At this time, the bell of judgment rang, and it announced that some people were going to embark on a journey, going to a sinful world that he had abandoned.Everyone thought I was delusional, pathetic, cowardly, ignorant and easily taken advantage of.They have no right to say that the days of captivity are not difficult to live without fantasy, which is no different from what I have seen, the behavior of the residents of the city captured by the plasma regiment.We always imagine that the pain we experience is all a dream, and that hope, future and happiness are right in front of us.

I carved stone marks on the walls of the prison to live, and from the very beginning I knew that I would be close to death.Perhaps with luck, I will be dragged off the stage by my father. He may be willing to choose a relatively better cemetery for me. I hope that the ashes of a flower lie on my left side.Everyone understands but keeps silent, just like I am so conscious but willing to indulge in this delusion—maybe I have longed for the day of judgment to come earlier, but I am keen to play such a role to pass the day.I have already lost hope and I don't intend to escape, but if I realize my own mistakes and let me reflect on the fact that I have killed so many compatriots on the same continent, I don't think I can do it either.The warden said: "The only way is to go back to the past." But everyone knows that the past can never go back.I resigned to my fate.

The tall stone ax on the judgment platform rose higher and higher instead of me. I lay on it and saw its sharp blade.The Angel of Judgment waved his hand, and he said something loudly——I knew the stone ax was about to fall, and at the last moment, I thanked my father for opening my heart. In this indifferent world, he is the only one A person is understanding me.Many people will come to watch my trial on this day, and I will define this world as a barren desert, and the rain and dew will once again be felt across my face, and I will lose the ability to shed tears, so please please God will judge for everyone instead of me.I hope that the more people who come to see the better, they hold their heads up and listen to my proclamation, just like I once held my head up to listen to the proclamation of Lord Gages in Tangcao Town. On the way back, fate cruelly opened the imperial decree early.Please allow me to compare this execution ground to a judgment seat and this punishment to a judgment at this last moment.I always firmly believe that we and this world have a reason to exist, but I am afraid that we were reborn in the wrong world.I hope the world falls under the curse called Judgment like I do.I hope that people will be covered with my blood, and the rain will flow into the land red.I hope they respond to me with shouts of hate.

I know I am no longer alone.

I know my heroic dreams are shattered.

I am going to die.

FIN.

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Worldview and revolution cycle.

That is, without elves, the Plasma Corps and the Union War in the Alliance War.

I'm so happy to write this... Finally I wrote the text.

I know this article is jumbled and monotonous, it looks tired and boring, I know it.

But at last he was able to squeeze out something, and he was silently relieved.

Rehabilitation training for writing sickness is progressing smoothly√

It is estimated that there are insects, catch them slowly (.

For the time being, the initial deletion, modification and catching of bugs have been completed...but welcome to help.

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PS: Before the ending, there is some reference to the ending of Albert Camus' Outsider.

The theme of this article is also somewhat close to absurd philosophy.