Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

【Go out and have a look】

Once this idea of ​​committing suicide appears, it takes root in my mind and grows rapidly. Kraft never thought that he was so brave and could come up with such an idea and risk his life under such circumstances.

After excluding the interference of the glowing monster, there was only light coming from the small horizontal striped window near the top of the hotel. It was an extremely faint, almost dark light, which was far from the sunlight or moonlight that Craft knew. It's not the dim light that's obscured by clouds on a cloudy day.

This light reluctantly provides a monotonous vision, preventing the world from falling into despair and complete darkness, and it cannot get any color from it to enrich itself.

To describe it with the sensibility and Kraft's little literary ability, it can be described as "dead" light. It lacks some elements, like a bowl of batter mixed with old grain and water. The bland taste of the grain itself is not retained. , just for perfunctory sustenance, which is better than nothing at all.

This light is provided by a stable light source without heat, fixed at a fixed point in the sky, and no changes in the angle of the light can be observed. If you make up your mind to go out, at least you don't have to worry about the sun setting, unless you want to directly switch between light and dark scenes like a stage change.

To be on the safe side, Kraft was still willing to wait, expecting to be brought back to reality from the deep nightmare in a snap, just like the dreams he remembered or didn't remember before, without any extra steps.

Anyway, a lot of time has been consumed, and he doesn't mind taking time to spend another few hours in this weird place, it doesn't hurt.

It is true that not knowing much about this place is not a good thing, and you will be very passive in the next encounter, but the premise is that there will be a next time.

Going out recklessly and exposing yourself to the empty streets is tantamount to a gamble with visible risks and unknown benefits. There may be no "next time" opportunity.

Having said that, waiting is indeed a boring thing. Kraft simply sat down against the door panel. Anyway, his clothes were much wet than the floor, and there was no hope of natural air drying here.

Surrounded by humidity and boredom, he began to think about his next course of action. First insert the sword through the crack in the door, push up the door bolt to enter the room, and go out through the big window in the room. Outside is the alley behind the hotel.

The second floor is not too high, and there is waist-deep water buffer, so you don’t have to worry about hurting your knee joints.

Go around to the main door, hold the sword, and use the guard as a hammer. If you use the correct force, you can knock open the lock that has more symbolic meaning than practical value in two clicks and open the return passage.

The above process can take two minutes at the fastest, and push the hotel door open from the outside after five minutes at the slowest. The first step is completed.

If there are no accidents, he can start the second step, which is the real problem. Wendeng Port is very big. Which direction should we go to?

In fact, what he wanted to see most was the salt tide area, to understand the deep-level corresponding phenomena of large-scale contact events, and to explore the ultimate purpose of the instigators behind the scenes.

Kraft still hasn't figured out how the person who is most likely a professor knows all this. It's like he was directly poured into a pile of deep knowledge. He understood what to do from the beginning, through a simple move. Let things unfold on their own.

After seeing the glowing monster, not only did he not feel that the logic was clear, but he fell into deeper doubts because the parts he discovered were too unbelievable. What exactly can you get from this thing?

In the event that was cut off from beginning to end, "how to know" and "for what reason" are still shrouded in mist, shrouded in endless haze.

To understand its behavior, the same amount of information must be obtained, and the salt tide zone is an unavoidable part.

But at this water level, the entire salt tide area was already underwater. The only thing that could be seen was the wooden plank floating on the water. How to position it on the water was a problem, and he couldn't find a boat to go to the deep water area.

All ships, regardless of size, are in the port, and even those under construction are placed near the water. No one is so bored as to place a small boat far away from the coast to prevent the situation that only occurs in dreams.

If he wants a boat, it means he may encounter over-the-top water levels halfway to the port, which means he has to swim half the distance to the port to find a boat, or choose a house with a large distance between the houses and a high height. Be a flying man on the roof when there is no waiting.

One bad choice, and another even worse choice, doesn't sound like something a human being in his right mind would make.

Kraft sat at the door for a long time, so bored that he had conceived every detail of the first step, but he still hadn't waited for the moment when nature "woke up". He even considered what he would do if he encountered the glowing creature again, and whether there was any place to hide in the kitchen.

Speaking of the kitchen, it did give Kraft some inspiration.

He doesn't necessarily need a standard boat. If he has a big idea, he can relax a little. Anything that is big enough and floats can meet his needs.

It just so happened that there was a large wooden basin in the kitchen that the boss used to hold live fish. There was no leakage when he filled it with water, so he just wanted to try it out.

Kraft returned to the first floor, found the tub from the kitchen, rolled it sideways into the front hall, and emptied it.

I went up and smelled it. There was no fishy smell and it looked very clean. Climb in and sit down cross-legged. The wooden basin bounces on the water, stubbornly supporting the weight of an adult. The waterline is more than enough, and you can bring a board for paddling.

He tentatively stood up holding the edge of the basin, jumped up and down gently in the basin, and found no problem. The manufacturer can be regarded as the leading conscientious businessman in Wendeng Port. No otherworldly soul has ever seen such a conscientious wooden basin, and they don't know what kind of fish the boss bought it for.

There's nothing wrong with this basin except that it looks a little childish.

Soon, Kraft returned to the kitchen and brought back a ladle and a wooden board, which he threw into the tub. This is his preparation for "sailing".

Now that the plan to explore outside was basically complete, Kraft pried open the door and came to the window of the room.

He removed the wooden bolt, knocked on the window with the wooden bolt, quickly stepped aside, pressed the hilt of the sword, and waited quietly. If something is attracted to the sound, give it a blow and give up on trying to get out.

There was no movement outside the window. In the extreme silence, I could only hear my own gentle breathing and heartbeat.

"I really hope that some god will bless me once." Kraft muttered in his heart, "I will definitely go to the church and donate a silver coin next time."

【Definitely next time】

The inexplicable, yet impressive content flashes by, and the stress is relieved in a subtle sense of humor.

Taking a deep breath, he made the final mental preparations, pushed open the window with one hand, and faced this world that was different from the real world for the first time.

【fade】

In the dimness, the familiar scenery outside the window was coated with a layer of dullness. The faint light seemed to be blown away by the wind and adhered unstablely to the surface of the object, giving it a brittle feeling like weathering.

The scenery outside the window that we are used to seeing on weekdays has been reduced in brightness and stripped of color, showing the tones of old murals. Things that humans have painstakingly built have been destroyed by force majeure, and they have entered an unavoidable and annoying situation, ignoring the prosperity of the world. .

The deep layers use silent expressions to repel outsiders, making it clear that this is not a place where living creatures can survive. They use obvious distinctions to make it clear that they do not belong here.

Kraft jumped from the window and jumped into the water in the alley. The pure, cold water had no trace of any living things. He felt that there was no trace of algae or marine life rushing in. There must be no sea rush here. Sorry, it's a pity that there is such a big tide.

Walking between the houses on both sides, there is a starless dark night less than two steps wide above my head. I can't tell whether it is like this or it is covered by clouds.

In the darkness, he touched the wall and leaned forward, moving forward in a half-swimming, half-walking manner, rounding the corner and turning towards the street in front.

At the alley leading to the street, he saw the source of the obscure light. It was fixed on the curtain-like sky, unexpectedly large, extremely low in brightness but without any star embellishment.

He raised his head and was caught by it, attracted by the lonely and indifferent light source and texture. That special light makes it difficult to judge distances in the sky where there is no reference object, creating the illusion of being somewhere far away but right in front of you at the same time.

The sky that lacks enough luminous objects looks like a fake, without a sense of vastness and vastness. It is like a giant rock dome that is upside down, and the feeling of oppression and suffocation is extremely heavy.

Intuitively, it is several times as big as the moon, but far less bright than the latter. The visually huge area makes its surface texture easier to discern than that of the lunar sea.

And those textures are not the arcs of ordinary celestial bodies, but intertwined straight cracks, dividing this circular surface that does not show light vertically and horizontally, and cutting bottomless grooves, like skin covered with scars.

In the middle, a diagonal trace runs through the middle, almost cutting it in half. Indescribable colors flicker like noise, seeming to expand to both sides.

His spirit was touched. Kraft felt that he was not observing, but looking at each other, receiving corresponding attention. A great sense of strangeness swept through his body, the mucous membrane of his nasal cavity was stimulated, and a slightly sour smell spread between his lips and teeth. .

He knew that this was the marginalized spiritual senses seizing other neural pathways to express the obtained signals.

By some strange coincidence, Kraft did not lower his head and couldn't help but want to see it clearly. Observing the horizontal stripes of flashing colorful noise was just like he couldn't help but observe the inner structure of the disgusting luminous creature. There was an indescribable attraction.

The senses are in confusion, the buzzing in the ears is amplified, the tip of the tongue is feeling pain, the smell of blood is mixed with the sour and bitter taste, and the body senses are oscillating sideways and inverted.

Something was fading away, his mind and body were being repulsed, and he felt like the world was hanging upside down, the water surface was turning upward, and the cracked celestial body was moving downward, exerting some kind of influence on him.

He felt like he was falling, falling towards the dark, lightless sky, while the water surface and the buildings were rising, moving away from him.

In a blur of consciousness, Kraft found that the feeling of weightlessness came again, and his fall was unstoppable.

【Another direction】

A thought flashed through him and he fell into darkness.