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Huh?
Who is this? Yao has never mentioned this to me. Is this person important to her? I continued to flip through, trying to find more information, but the diary abruptly stopped. All that was left were the unmistakable traces of being torn to shreds.
Torn off?
The edges of the shredded paper are like jagged wounds. Even on the last page, you can still feel the distinct texture of the words, which gives a sense of how much force she must have used when writing them.
My thoughts are tangled. What do all these things represent? I try to find the connections between them, but I have to admit that I am not a quick thinker. On the contrary, I am even more dull-witted than most people. When I was young, I was punished by my parents and teachers many times for not knowing how to read a clock. I couldn't calculate time or money, and I was made to stand in front of the classroom wall. That darn old lady even shouted at the top of her lungs, "Come and see, this is the worst child in first grade."
I also hate math now. I wear a traditional analog watch simply because I like the design. After all, watches are meant to be decorative, right? Yao's diary doesn't have any dates, so it's impossible to deduce anything from the dates.
Here, everything is futile.
Not just the refrigerator, on the second day I tried to mark lines and count on the wall, but the wall was completely restored on the third day. One day after that, I made up my mind to destroy some things to make weapons and break out. But not only did it cause no harm, when the eerie white mist drifted in and everything returned to normal, the weapons I made also disappeared without a trace.
It seems that nothing will be added or subtracted here.
Everything was frozen in time on that day. Even memories began to blur and fade. Whether lying in bed or pacing anxiously... Perhaps the only thing left is to pray, for her and for myself.
After a period of deathly silence, one morning, when I opened my eyes and stood in front of the bathroom mirror, everything finally changed.
That day, as usual, I woke up from a white mist and came to the bathroom, bored, looking at myself in the mirror.
All of this,
Really,
Too numb!
I went crazy and banged my head against it, hoping to find something different from the day before, hoping for some feeling, anything!
Suddenly, I found that there was a strange distance between myself and my reflection in the mirror.
Double-sided mirror!
My memory finally came in handy. I remember reading in a book that the distance between the person in the mirror and reality exists in a double-sided mirror, but not in a regular mirror. This means that there is another space behind this mirror. But wasn't this mirror installed on the cabinet door? Yao has opened it many times to get the cleanser placed behind it, I saw it with my own eyes.
Click.
The door opened crisply, and the cleanser was still behind.
How is this possible? How could there be a Double-sided mirror on the cabinet door? Could it be...
Has this mirror turned into a Double-sided mirror?
So things in this space have always been changing, it's just that they still look the same on the surface. Did I just not notice?
Anyway, I have to give it a try.
I picked up the stool from the living room and smashed it against the mirror, causing the glass to shatter all over the floor. I removed the stuck stool from the mirror frame, and another space suddenly appeared before my eyes.
Standing on the stool, I peered into the new space with half of my head. Ever since I became aware of being in a strange dimension beyond reality, I had mentally prepared myself to face all sorts of bizarre events. Therefore, I had to be more careful in my actions, as anything was possible outside of reality.
It looked like a bedroom, with the most common sight of walls, a bed, a bedside table, and an open wardrobe filled with clothes. Judging from the room's decoration, it seemed to be a girl's bedroom, with many dolls piled on the bed.
Woo~
I was half crouching on the mirror frame when I suddenly heard the sound of wind behind me.
It's white mist.
The sudden white mist came as expected. As I leaped down from the frame, the wind suddenly picked up as I landed on the ground.
It was a dressing mirror, flipping out from a young girl's dressing mirror. The wind behind me blew fiercely, but it changed direction, as if it wanted to suck people in violently.
Is that so? Hmph, this is too easy to handle.
Avoiding the wind, I turned over to the back of the mirror and forcefully turned it to face the wall. But the things in the mirror stubbornly resisted, struggling more fiercely the closer they got to the wall. white mist transformed into tentacles that reached out from the edge, scratching and turning restlessly. It's almost time, it's almost time... When the mirror completely overlapped with the wall, the terrifying surge of things in the mirror was unprecedented. I pushed with all my strength, but it was like a spring, the more force I used, the harder it was to control.
Ah... almost there, almost there...
After struggling for a while, it finally calmed down.
Is it... over?
Just when I thought I could finally relax, a sudden impact from the object in the mirror knocked me down, causing the mirror to fall to the ground. It seemed to be exerting all its force to pull me in. The intense storm seemed to be targeting only me, as nothing else in the bedroom was affected.
How cunning!
"Forever... together."
In the depths of the darkness, a voice seemed to come from the mirror, faint and ethereal. My body felt as if it was under some kind of enchantment, losing control and strength. white mist took shape as pale and enchanting arms pulling at every inch of my body.
I can't... I can't break free at all.
Half of my body has already been dragged in, and the mirror is slowly returning to normal. When I am completely pulled in, the door may also be completely closed.
Okay,
Like quicksand that leads to death in the desert, there's no way to escape!
There should be something useful in this bedroom.
Hourglass!
Not far away, a hourglass lies quietly!
Break free before the mirror is completely restored, then smash it completely!
Alright, let's do it!
I began to reach for the hourglass with all my strength, but every slight advancement felt like a drop in the bucket against the immense suction.
I can't give up!
"Well, the things we promised must be fulfilled."
The promise, what promise...
Yao's words suddenly surfaced in my mind, her gentle smile and radiant figure.
A promise...
But what is a promise? I just can't seem to remember.
"Then it's settled. I will wait for you forever."
What, what.
What are you actually saying.
Yao Yao, Yao Yao.
Where did you go in the end...
At the completely vanished last moment, I grabbed hold of that hourglass, and the mirror's self-repair was only a few strokes away...
Smash it for me!
The hourglass bounced off the mirror violently upon impact, and a large amount of wind was expelled from the mirror. Seizing the opportunity, I also escaped. It seems that I must rely on some external force. I locked my gaze on the wardrobe and exerted all my strength to overturn it onto the mirror. The figure in the mirror began to struggle desperately, and even through the wardrobe, I could feel that the next suction force would be unprecedentedly terrifying.
Even buried in a pile of clothes, I can still feel the terrifying pull tearing at me.
"Forever... forever...."
The muttering voice is getting closer.
It's okay, just a last burst of light.
Finally, after a piercing scream that pierced the soul, there was no more movement in the mirror. Exhausted, I collapsed into the clothes, feeling the weariness wash over me.
Finally... it's over.
Close the cabinet door and cover yourself with clothes casually. Create some safe disguises as much as possible, although in fact, it is somewhat futile.
Yes, I plan to take a nap.
Never have I been so exhausted.
When it comes to danger, there isn't actually much panic in my heart.
Even if there is, that kind of panic is different from the fear for my life.
I just want to sleep now, I want to sleep.
This pile of clothes can drain a person's strength more than the white mist. Escaping completely now seems too distant, so it's better to rest and recuperate first.
In the hazy mist, consciousness is rapidly consumed, like eating cotton.
Yao Yao, I must find you.
Certainly.
However, take a break first.
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