Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 110 Regression

"Walker!" William stepped forward eagerly, wanting to bring his returning companions back to the team and leave this dangerous place earlier.

The flame moved with his movements, the halo swayed, and the shadow receded like water, leaving a new cave, which was made up of countless small sections that were knocked open by a giant hammer. tunnel space.

It is no different from the caves I have seen before, and it is extremely familiar, and it is precisely because of this that people feel the shock from the heart.Like the countless repeated details that seem to be mentioned unintentionally in the long-planned story, when the truth is revealed at the end, they all burst into laughter in the previous text and applauded the culprit who made them.

Is it that thing that disguised its trajectory as a cave, or are these unnatural caves shaped by geological factors such as wind, sand, and flowing water, regardless of their size?

If so, they are walking in the footprints of giants, thinking of them as tiny reptiles in the blessed earth, not knowing what may pass by at any time.

[There has never been a "safe" mine]

The witness cannot escape the obvious fact that he is standing in such a "footprint", which may turn back impromptuly at any time, burying them forever in the ground of other lands, and then this mine is also destroyed like the old mine. Sealed up, leaving an unknown so-called "accidental collapse" rumor.

The fear of irresistible existence made him slow down a little, but he found that he was farther than he knew.

Behind the underground crossroad was covered by the closed darkness behind them. They had already walked thirty steps at least, and went straight into the passage where the aftermath of fear and ringing in the ears did not dissipate.

Even William's rough nerves noticed the weirdness, but it seemed that some sluggish thinking made his thoughts linger at a certain moment. Flying insects sealed in resin amber, bubbles frozen in solid ice, a motionless, lifelike The thought is driving the two feet forward, towards the companion who is close at hand.

The same is true for the sailors who followed, no one thought there was anything wrong with them not catching up with Walker, even though that face was like a carrot hanging from a donkey’s face, it seemed to be close at hand, but it was always kept at the edge of the aperture, as if it was a shadow The floating objects on the surface stick to the surface of the black water, and the light advances and retreats.

As if aware of William's hesitation, the cheeks on both sides were pulled apart a little, and the corners of the mouth on the wider face were slightly lifted, which strengthened the smiling expression.

The image involved was less comfortable than that of a certain scar-faced colleague in William's impression. That colleague was only slashed face to face, and he could still see the ferocious and vivid expression.And this intact face is considered far-fetched at best, the back of the intact surface is completely frozen, as if frozen hard by the cold current, and the tendons are congealed into lumps.

Behind the open mouth is not the unhealthy yellow and white teeth of the sailors, but the depth is limited, and it is more like an obscure black light-absorbing plane than the throat.

The pace of the three people was not the same. A sailor passed him from the right hand side during the march, and gradually approached the front edge of the torch's lighting range, reaching out into the darkness, trying to hold Walker's hand.He didn't get a response, so he felt for nothing, and took a few steps forward as a matter of course, just in time to completely walk into the shadow floating on the wide face.

The shoulders pass under the wide face, without reaching the entity, like walking into another world without sound.

The sound of the crab's feet hitting the stone rises and falls, and the thoughts are condensed. It is difficult to move through a simple logic, but it is impossible.

William was tired. He was also a figure who could show his muscles on deck when he was younger, although he rarely had the opportunity to show his muscles to the opposite sex.But that day, as his father and the old captain handed over the steering wheel and left, the captain, who always liked to drink and brag, was far less physically fit than before. Even if he hadn't fallen so badly that he couldn't lift a knife, it was a bit difficult for him to compare with the sailors.

Once I lose my self-discipline, no matter how good my foundation was before, my body will expand as quickly as possible.For the sake of majesty, the belt tightens the belly, but the fat does not mean that it does not exist just because it is not visible, and it actually slows down the speed.

The other sailor gradually overtook him, and after walking a distance that was probably a few steps longer than the steps from the church gate to the icon, he completely left the flame of the torch.

The only light source in the cave is dimmed, the entangled combustibles are gradually peeling off, and the trembling is about to go out.

The aperture shrinks, and Walker's face never disappears from the field of vision, always remaining at the edge of the light that is getting closer.The swaying fire light retreated to the point where the toes could touch the dark area when the steps were a little longer. After a long and exhausting journey, he finally drew in the distance from it, and he could clearly see the flattened eyelids with half-closed eyes.

The crab legs hit the stone, and the nearly stagnant thinking took a bypass, changing to a more direct description.

【Carapace】

It is a solid material like a carapace that is in contact with the stone wall, but why does Walker have a carapace?That's too big, right?
Ridiculous thoughts flashed by, and the thoughts seemed to be unfrozen and no longer imprisoned.

The thought of going forward to meet Walker shrunk like a flame to a point, and dark thoughts occupied his mind: why did he come here, and how far did he go?
He realized that he had gone too far, so far away that the unchanging cave made people feel strange, like waking up in the captain's cabin of another sailboat of the same shape, the furnishings remained the same, and the strangeness still pinched his heart for a moment.

The sourness and heartbeat spread together, the skin is touched by the astringent taste, the tip of the tongue feels tremors, uncomfortable, alienated, and the discomfort of leaving the comfort zone.

He leaned on the torch to gag, and the motion sent the lingering flames falling to the ground, about to die out.In a handful of light with uncertain light and shade, a flushed bearded face was staring at a pale broad face.

No, it can't be called eye contact, no eyeballs are placed behind the sunken eyelids, and no glossopharynx is laid behind the parted lips.

Another face approached, and then a third, emerging from the surrounding, drowning gloom.

William recognized them, the owners of the two faces had just passed him, unmistakably, his sailor face, flattened and lacking dimension.

Once I crumpled the parchment log after drinking, and spread it out to dry again.

"What the hell..." The mouth, which has been influenced by marine culture, formed curses one step faster than the brain, and it was hard to say whether it was a swear word or a declarative sentence.

Death, or possibly a more terrifying fate, is approaching, and the surging fear is not as strong as imagined.

The rock walls with different colors up and down, the worship of the long body, and the prominently depicted faces are well-organized and logically connected.

Maybe it was because he was mentally prepared, and even he himself was surprised—the moment he stretched out his hand to the handle of the knife, he still realized that he was witnessing a shocking horror story.

Sea of ​​Ice, Tem River, Wendeng Harbor, Consolation Harbor, clear and yellow rivers, stone avenues, dusty dirt roads...

I can't remember who said that the things you care about the most can only be thought of when you are caught in a storm.

And William regrets that the most authentic and most original and strong emotional plot in this life will be buried here with him in obscurity, and he can't even find the most tasteless drunk in the tavern as an audience.

The blade limply slashed at the three unmoved floating surfaces.Yes, he is no longer young, his physical condition is no longer what it used to be, and he has consumed too much physical strength unknowingly.

The fire, the metal hitting the face, the clang of metal and stone, the sharp edge cut through a thin layer of skin, and bounced off the treacherous extremely hard material.

"Father, it seems that I donated..."

The next hard blow came with the flames, chiseling the face before it could recede with the darkness.

The third person who passed by him today, but this one brought his own torch.

"Who?!" William asked reflexively as the incident happened suddenly and he didn't know whether it was an angel or an audience sent by the heavenly father.

"Father!"

(End of this chapter)