Day six, night.
"Boom-bang!!"
The violent explosion shattered the tranquility of the night.
After waiting in fear for a whole day, the man weakly opened the door panel, his eyes dull and daydreaming about the outside world.
A sudden shock.
what happened?
Is that the rescue team coming? ?
Looking back at his equally excited wife, he listened carefully to the sound of the explosion getting closer and felt his hands trembling.
Weakness, lack of water, despair.
If the delay continues, the three of them will starve to death here.
If it weren't for the fact that the radio kept talking about how many trapped survivors they had rescued every day, the man would even have the urge to commit suicide.
However, just when he vaguely heard the soldiers' shouts, a harsh hissing sound mixed with heart-rending roars sounded:
"retreat!!"
"Monster! That monster is not dead yet!"
"boom!!"
"boom!!"
The explosion was deafening, and even the iron frame he was blocking in front of the door shook.
what's the situation.
The man hurriedly climbed up from the ground, like a bug in a jar, anxiously leaning his head to look out the window through the gap.
However, nothing could be seen through the sealed windows.
The night was dark, and the firelight in the distance flickered like sparks shining in the dark night.
He could only hear the sound of engines and gunfire, moving away from here.
They... escaped! ?
Is it the monster I saw before that never left? ?
"Come back!!"
Collapse, madness.
The man pulled hard at the wooden board nailed to the window, unable to maintain his rationality any longer.
"Come back!!"
"Help us...we're in there!!"
The sound was like crying blood, but the only response he received was the sizzling sound that sounded again on the radio.
"Please survivors near the military area stay in safe indoors... don't go out!!"
"The next round of rescue operations will be in..."
"Plop"
Kneeling on the ground, the man hoarse his voice and looked desperately at the sealed iron door.
He knew that he had absolutely no hope.
As long as the monster is still there, no one can save them.
...
The seventh day, morning.
The weak cry of Gossamer and the vibration outside the door sounded again.
Like a mummy, the man lying on his back struggled to get up from the ground.
The hunger and lack of water in his belly caused him to have many hallucinations.
He seemed to hear someone shouting and saw his dead friend waving to him.
But, that's just an illusion.
After trying his best to distinguish between reality and illusion, the man returned to reality.
Looking back, he actually saw a glimmer of desire in his wife's eyes.
That's hunger.
When a person is hungry and crazy, he will gradually lose his mind.
what do I do...
Emotional breakdown.
Deep despair permeated my heart.
At this moment, Chu An, who had been watching from a third perspective and unable to take any action, suddenly felt that his will was violently thrust into the man's mind.
Lost his mind briefly, and then a moment later.
A strong sense of death and fear turned into low murmurs and entered the ears of "two people".
"Have you started to strengthen it again..."
Silently talking to himself.
Chu An silently felt the tide of fear and despair that was constantly coming from the man's mind, and remained indifferent.
If it were anyone else, no matter how determined they were, they would forget their own identity and fall into the man's emotions at this time.
"Triple illusion, invasion of thoughts..."
Silently analyzing the effect of the meme, Chu An calmly looked at "his" hand and tremblingly touched the gun on the announcer's desk.
It was the man's hand, his hand.
The repeated broadcast seemed to forcibly knead the minds of the two people into one, making his mind merge with this desperate human being, making it impossible to tell the difference between you and me.
There are no forced interference actions.
Chu An just watched silently as he raised his gun and slowly turned around to face the desperate woman.
He knew what was going on in the man's mind at this moment, and he also knew what the unknown meme was planning to do.
Hope, despair, hopelessness.
The broadcasts from the outside world are like glimmers of despair, giving hope to the survivors in the radio station.
But not long ago, it was broken again.
No food, no water, no hope.
At this moment, the couple is on the verge of collapse, especially the man.
He was afraid that he would not be able to control his beastly instincts, and he could not watch his wife and children starve to death in this coffin-like radio station.
Suicide?
If you commit suicide by swallowing a gun, your death may not be so painful.
There were zombies outside, and he had seen humans die at the mouths of zombies.
He would rather die than face the horror of having his nose bitten off, his flesh bitten off, and his internal organs ripped out while alive.
A long while.
The man and Chu An shared the same perspective, staring at the hungry and speechless child in the woman's arms.
Shoot, end all this pain.
Reason and despair were struggling back and forth in his mind. In the end, the man's arms were shaking, but he couldn't lift the gun.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Is there anyone in there!?"
at this time.
The blocked iron door suddenly heard a violent impact, and it seemed that the zombies outside the door suddenly became restless.
Listening to the noisy questioning, the man remained indifferent.
It's still an illusion.
He remembered clearly that there were zombies outside surrounding this place.
Those rescue teams either died at the hands of monsters, or they took a detour far away.
If someone does come, they will shoot the zombies outside first.
But he heard no gunshots or cars.
Am I already crazy...
Looking back at the shaky iron sheet, which was about to be knocked apart, the man shuddered.
The sound of impact was like a reminder, like the last straw that crushed him.
Ahhhhh! !
I would rather die by my own hand than be eaten by zombies!
Without hesitation, after the man looked at his wife who was also blank, he fired with a crazy expression.
"boom!"
...
"boom!"
In the closed broadcast room, two firelights briefly lit up a few minutes apart.
After killing his wife and children with his own hands, the pain in the man's heart almost tore him apart.
Even Chu An, who was not disturbed by emotions, suddenly felt as if his mind was being bitten by countless poisonous insects, pulling him towards the abyss.
"Bang! Bang!"
Behind the iron door, the man felt the increasing impact and laughed miserably.
"Wife, children..."
"I'm here to accompany you..."
"Click-click"
Gunshot, jammed.
The muzzle of the gun inserted into his mouth did not fire the fatal bullet.
His expression froze, the man collapsed completely, and fired wildly, only to find that the bullet was stuck in the barrel of the gun.
Even if you want to die, why don't you let me die? ?
The next second.
A huge force suddenly knocked him away.
Subconsciously, I turned around and endured the pain.
Outside the iron door that was knocked open, a ray of bright sunlight came in and shone on the man's face.
The sun is warm.
But after seeing the soldier holding a gun and breaking the door clearly outside the door, the man suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
Someone is here to save you! ?
Is it real or is it an illusion.
Trance, unwilling to believe.
The soldier holding the gun took off his gas mask and pulled him up from the ground with a slight doubt:
"Why don't you open the door!? Don't you come out!?"
"We've been shouting on loudspeakers outside for days!"
The touch was real, and the man who was pulled up shivered in disbelief, trembling all over.
Through the broken iron door, he saw groups of armored vehicles and soldiers walking past the broadcasting station.
Turning around suddenly, he looked back at the radio station that had been ringing these days.
I could see that there was no trace of electricity on the broadcasting station that was twisted into a mess.
No zombies, no warnings, no broadcasts.
He was lied to.
