Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

Forced by "urgent matters", Kraft reluctantly gave up his arrangement work, and a series of hurried footsteps downstairs brought him to Lucius.

Ignoring the sound, he moved like a ghost on the stairs. The steep stairs that almost caused Lucius to break his leg took less than half a minute to go from the attic to the first floor under these boots.

The uneven, shadow-shrouded steps did not cause any hindrance. He had clearly missed the steps several times when he first stepped here, but now he was as familiar with it as if he were strolling in his own back garden.

"What happened?" Kraft hurried down from the attic, carrying a pair of animal traps with a radius of less than half the length of his tibia.

Lucius sighed and put the water glass on the window sill, "We have to go to Liston's side right away."

His mood seemed quite low and a little relieved, as if he had let go of a heavy burden in his heart and resolved a long-standing conflict.

"Did he say something?" Kraft, who was halfway through the arrangement, didn't want to leave just yet. God knows if these people would put a trap in the wrong position without their own supervision.

"I don't know if this is good news or bad news, so let's just say it." A certain barrier seemed to be put aside by Lucius. For the first time in these days, he looked directly at Kraft without hesitation, "You are right. , Liston is over at the tutor’s house.”

This breaking news made Kraft stunned for a while, unable to realize why Liston was at the professor's house, and the most outrageous thing was that he seemed to have really discovered something important.

How could someone just leave evidence in their own home after doing something bad?

It was not that he hadn't thought about going straight to the suspect's house, but firstly, he was dragged into the depths by that thing the night he just locked in the target, so he couldn't care about it; secondly, he felt that the professor would definitely find an unknown place outside the college, and If you do this accidentally, you will cause big trouble for yourself, and the risks and benefits will be unequal.

At this time, Liston, despite the lack of information, conducted a kick-in-the-door investigation, which unexpectedly opened up the situation.

"Get a carriage and let me pack some things." Seeing that it was getting late, Craft weighed the bear trap in his hand. You may have to spend the night outside, so it won’t be practical if you don’t bring something with you.

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"This is it." Lucius led the way, pointing to a building with an open door in the dusk.

There are people waiting at the door. He stood in the middle of the street, avoiding the doorway. It seemed that he had been there for quite some time. He deliberately distanced himself from the building, and even his shadow was clearly distinct from the shadow cast by the eaves.

Seeing Lucius and Kraft, he quickly walked forward and took the box from Kraft's hand, "I hope you take a look at them. Maybe only you can explain what they are."

"What's going on?" Since someone is willing to help, Kraft is not polite. There are four pairs of bear traps, two cans of fish oil, and some small tools stuffed inside. It's not light to hold.

Liston glanced inside the door, unwilling to lead the way, waiting for Kraft to come in and take a closer look, "It's very similar to the thing you painted... but different. You'll know it once you see it."

Call people over and guess riddles in front of them, right?

Seeing that Liston was willing to help him move things and make purchases, Kraft resisted the desire to blurt out these words. He reflected on his words and deeds in recent days and whether there was a possibility that his weird behavior might infect others.

Rather than fear and fear, in the eyes of this lecturer who can work overtime in the anatomy room in the middle of the night, it is more about escape. There is something beyond common sense in this house, which causes discomfort no less than the first time a human being encounters the empty body of the same kind, or in other words, more impactful than death.

This emotion is not difficult for Kraft to understand. It is the result of encountering things that cannot be explained by knowledge given by human life, the complete failure of common sense and logic to solve problems, and the helplessness of civilized people to return to the endless wilderness after fading away from social products. accept.

Well, for the time being, it seems that Liston's mental state is quite stable, and the box in his hand is stable.

"There are two fragile jars inside. Can you look at them for me?" To be on the safe side, Kraft wanted to find something for Liston to do and focus his energy elsewhere. "Before I go in, tell me what's going on." What to do."

"There are some books on the second floor. You will understand after reading them. No, I actually don't understand where it comes from..."

"Okay, okay, look at this box here." Kraft interrupted him decisively, holding his shoulders and emphasizing the box again.

After placing Liston in place, Craft turned and walked towards the mansion. He stopped Lucius who was about to follow him, pointed at Liston, and motioned for him to take care of him for a while.

From the outside, the mansion in the sunset looks the same as its neighbors. The building ideas are too similar, using a rather rigid two-story plus a moderate height of the attic, plus a medium-sized yard.

It belongs to the practical school that has been refined in old houses and ensures the space inside and outside. The disadvantage is that there is no room for development in appearance. Its status in the architectural world is roughly equivalent to that of a small, semi-Chinese and Western-style house in the countryside. It is hard to imagine that this is the home of a college professor.

The open front door completely destroys the inherent security of this classic design, leaving a flaw on it. The setting sun casts its elongated afterglow into the room, pulling out a slender door rug with light strips on the old and empty wooden floor, and inserting it diagonally into the main hall without any layout and furnishings, like an informal invitation.

If the professor had not been too careless, all the doors and windows in the main hall should have been opened by Liston. The strips of sunlight on the ground and walls showed a strange reddish color due to atmospheric refraction, illuminating the walls and floors made of Round symbol drawn with dark paint.

They vary in size, with the larger ones taking up half of the wall and the smaller ones less than the size of a human head, but they have obvious consistency. With just one glance, Kraft could tell that it was the celestial form he brought back from the deep. The cracked shape and direction were exactly the same.

The difference Liston mentioned is probably the crack that runs across the middle. The larger the figure, the wider the horizontal stripe in the middle. It even breaks away from the thin sketch line shape at both ends and becomes closer to a spindle shape.

The tables and chairs that were thrown to the corners left enough space for the main hall to play. The largest of them was at his feet. Using the entire ground as a drawing board, the edge of the astonishingly large broken celestial body reached the root of the wall, and the large horizontal The lines expand, squeezing out the cracks on both sides.

The simple symbolic paintings create an extraordinary sense of change, stimulating a certain part of the memory.

Those who see it with their own eyes can easily understand the mystery of the painting, and once they see it, it is difficult to look away. It magnifies the visual field and takes over the entire mind at the same time. Beyond the distance of nearness and distance, we are getting closer and closer to it in another degree.

The indescribable feeling cannot be expressed through perspective painting. We can only use the largest plane to show its approach to visitors by area.

A feeling of... being watched. It is not a one-sided observation, but an interaction.

Kalman seems to have been looking directly at it for a longer time, and the hint of being looked at in the opposite direction is stronger. The ever-expanding transverse fissure is given an anthropomorphic meaning.

Kraft searched for a more appropriate word to describe it.

【Open】

Ah, that's right...

A clear and terrifying thought flashed through. After all, we have to watch. In human thinking, how can we watch without eyes?

【It is alive】

It was as if the memory was reappearing, standing under the dark dome again, witnessing the constant broken celestial body, the noise flashing in the horizontal stripes, and a strong feeling of being watched.

It was like a giant eye that slowly opened, with horizontal stripes expanding to both sides, and the dim, dead light was its gaze. But if you look closely, there has never been any movement. The huge crack has never changed. Everything is just an illusion.

For a moment, Kraft could not tell whether it was the natural effect of an objectively existing celestial body that drove him back to the world, or whether it was a decision made by a subjective consciousness as grand as a celestial body.

It is like an enlightenment, no need for elaboration in words, triggered by simple images, irrational and counter-logical information directly enters the mind through unknown channels, and passively obtains knowledge that shakes the mind.

The experience was so bad that Kraft looked away to avoid looking directly at the huge figures on the floor, but they were so full of them that there was no clear spot to be found.

And once you think of it as an eye, the suggestion of being watched lingers, and you can no longer take it in stride.

Kraft stepped over the giant broken celestial painting on the floor and stepped onto the second floor quickly, preparing to grab useful things and leave as soon as possible.

Not surprisingly, the professor's bedroom is also covered in the same graphics. On the wall facing the window, a broken celestial body like a half-closed giant eye was facing the window. The original wall-hanging decorative painting was thrown aside, and the frame broke into several pieces.

Spread out on the table in front of the window must be the books Liston mentioned. Craft frowned after taking one look at them. It’s not because I don’t know him, but because he is so familiar that it feels awkward from the bottom of his heart.

The shapes outlined with black lines are automatically colored in the consciousness, and the organizations on the plane come to life in the mind. The soft arms and legs constructed of human tissues curl up vividly, facing each other through the pages and the memories that come from nowhere. Draw it.

Kraft subconsciously blocked it with his hands, but the expected blow did not come. After a few seconds, he realized that it was another hallucination linked to his memory.

【Creep...】

"What outrageous assembly?" Kraft closed the book angrily. Since it was so familiar, it was no surprise that it was the annoying soft-bodied creature in his memory. Although I don’t know why it was linked to human organizations, the impact of this thing is obviously not as big as some incomprehensible celestial body.

What was deviant and seductive to Liston was far less exaggerated in Kraft's eyes.

Souls from other worlds are lucky enough to be born in an era of great development in surgery. They have seen and heard of countless strange treatment plans. Moving toes to hands to fill gaps and thigh skin flaps to be moved to the face are not new things. The technology of growing human organs in animals.

After understanding the principle, it is really like snapping parts from other places to install them.

Regarding the horror caused by the confusion and distortion of normal tissues, people who have seen teratomas are generally hard to be touched by this.

Regarding this structure, his evaluation is - abnormal technology, shocking. Things that don't follow the logic of this world are really powerful, and you can't help but envy its unique advantages. But to this extent...human beings can do better after thousands of years.