cross

Dull, depressing, chaotic.

I keep running, can't find the direction, and there is no end.

The crawling sound of arthropods belonging to reptiles followed closely behind, and when I looked back, I saw only darkness. The unknown was frightening, and I was flustered, as if I could see the monster hidden deep inside through the darkness.

It got closer and closer, and I was so overwhelmed by fear that I couldn't breathe.Running desperately, a cross appeared in front of him.The sound behind him suddenly disappeared.I lowered my head in doubt, and the cross left a long shadow on the ground. I walked on the shadow, as if walking into an intersection leading to nowhere.

For a moment, I fell into an ice cave, and I fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Looking around, there is no origin, no destination, no guidance, only endless emptiness, and I am the only one hiding in the shadow under the cross, like a charm that cannot borrow light.

I huddled behind the cross, and the shadows gradually hid my figure.

"Beth Fernley..."

Someone is shouting.

a little closer.

"Beth Fernley..."

I flinched and hugged myself tighter.

The sound hovered around, the crawling sound appeared again, and then disappeared again, as if different people were calling, the voice of the girl, the voice of the missing mother, and the voices of many people... familiar and unfamiliar , as if they were all calling the same name.

I want to hide and no one can see.But I know they can't see me, and I'm afraid that no one can see me.

do not do that.

"...you can't escape."

A person walked slowly in front of me, and when I raised my eyes, a pair of blue eyes locked on me as if they knew everything.

"...Beth Fernley! Are you okay!"

I woke up, gasping for breath.I clenched my clothes tightly and breathed greedily, as if the coagulated blood gradually began to flow again. As soon as I closed my eyes, the shadow of the last game still remained in my mind and never dissipated.

"...It's okay, it's just a game failure, it's over." Someone whispered in his ear.

My eyes widened, and my gaze slowly focused. Listening to the conversation in my ears, I finally realized that I had returned to the manor.

The feeling of being suffocated to death was too painful. I tried to stand up, but I almost fell down again. The punishment of failing the game has been reflected in my body, and I seem to feel that the world is spinning.

"Let's go back to the room and rest for a while." No one asked me about the game, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that I came back from death, and now I'm in a bad state.Marta helped me upstairs, and the lady doctor checked my condition and said:

"No big problem, just weak. Let her take it easy."

"You can tell from her usual complexion that she is not very healthy. A weak body is still at a disadvantage in the escape game, and failure is inevitable. Maybe you still need to strengthen exercise, but it depends on the patient's own wishes."

Someone laughed: "It's better to let a noble lady exercise than to let her die."

"Hey!" Marta was upset: "What are you talking about!"

"Okay, stop arguing, the patient is still lying down! Let no one rest!" It was Emily's voice.

There was buzzing in my ears, and I had a headache. Hearing a bunch of people talking nonsense, I really wished I could pass out.

After a while, it gradually cleared up.

"...Someone died again!"

It seemed that they heard something, and then everyone ran down to watch, and there seemed to be chaos outside the door. Marta went out and came back, and said to me: "Take a good rest, I will bring you lunch later..."

Lunch... That's right, I was the first to be eliminated, and I died before I even deciphered a cipher machine.

He fell asleep drowsily, and it was already night when he woke up again.

When Marta came to see me, her face was not very good-looking: "...the spider is too strong, none of the four survivors escaped today."

Even Neb died back.

I heard from her that today's game ended very quickly. It is said that even if the lawyer tried his best to repair the machine, there were still two cipher machines that had not been deciphered when the last person was eliminated.I was the first to be eliminated, and the second was Mr. Mercenary.

A game from beginning to end.

In order to take care of the four survivors who returned from the dead, Miss Doctor has been busy all day. "Emily asked me to apologize to you on my behalf...they didn't disclose what happened in the previous game on purpose."

I nodded to express my understanding: "I know, it's actually not a big deal."

After all, I am really related to the supervisor now, no matter how those people guess, I should be the one who can't argue.

How can I blame the doctor and Miss Gardener?Everyone just wanted to get out, and it was crazy to want to escape.

If the matter between me and the photographer is known to other people... I can't imagine what will happen, and because of what happened last time, my heart is in a mess, and I don't know how to face him... Everything seems to be It's bad, and it's like I messed everything up.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Marta thought I was tired and thoughtfully prepared to leave, so I subconsciously stopped her.

"what happened?"

Maybe I can tell Marta... to repay her trust in me.Recalling how Marta firmly said "I believe in Beth Fenley"... Maybe what the magician said was not completely unreasonable, but Marta still believed me firmly.

"Marta, I..."

I moved my lips, trying to find my words.

"...you seem to have something on your mind?"

Marta thought for a while, then sat down in front of me again.She looked at me gently. This seemingly cold-tempered Air Force always has its own unique gentle and careful side: "You seem to be in a low mood recently. Is there something wrong?"

I hooked my sleeves with my fingers: "I..."

Staring at Marta's brown eyes, the emotion burst suddenly: "I, Marta... I don't know what to do... What will he think of me, what will everyone think of me... What should I do Ma Erta, he wants to divorce me..."

"Wait, what...retire?" Marta was stunned.

I turned pale, recalling the man's expressionless eyes, and lowered my voice: "It's my guess... He probably wants to divorce me."

The second time... no, it's been three times.

The regulators who rule life and death have had countless people's blood on their hands, and the survivors can only tremble under their strength.

Maybe he didn't feel pity for me, but just cut off the cause and effect and let me go because of some ridiculous traces of mortals.

Marta frowned, and managed to sort out her thoughts from my confused description: "...You mean that the fiancé you told me about before is also in the manor? He wants to divorce you?"

"... But none of the survivors in the manor looked like a man of noble origin... I'm sorry Beth Fenli, I don't mean anything else, but are you sure? It's really him? That person still wants to divorce ?”

I fell silent, covered my face, and nodded.

Like the foggy sky, it only occasionally clears up.

Such a beautiful sky will not stay for anyone's nostalgia.

"How unreasonable!" Unexpectedly, Marta became angry: "I would say that none of the men in the manor can use it? You are so beautiful, and you can repair machines. You don't have the temper of a lady. You are blind." I will let such a fiancee not want!"

Marta seemed to have misunderstood something.

I grabbed the angry Marta: "It's not the Marta you imagined."

"What is that? Is there any other secret?"

When I made a slip of the tongue, Marta's brain opened up. I hurriedly said in front of her, "He took good care of me, Marta."

"It just doesn't quite fit."

"It's too far away between me and him."

There is a distance like a moat between me and him. Rather than delusional, it is better to give up, maybe this is what he wants to tell me.

Every time I think of it like this, I seem to see that person staring at me expressionlessly again, like a beautiful statue, lifeless.

I wanted to ask, "Did you really see me?"

He was very afraid and replied, "No."

So decisively cut off all possible associations.