In the endless darkness, there was only Harris's retreating back. Waves surged from all directions, pouring into the confined space that no one could access, and flowing desperately towards my mouth, nose, eyes and ears.

I opened my mouth and felt as if there were endless shackles on my body, restricting my movements. The powerful negative pressure was stronger than the surging water pressure.

I closed my eyes and heard my heartbeat ringing like a drum in a loop, which was getting stronger and stronger. I couldn't feel any light in the pure darkness, and I couldn't feel the four dimensions up and down.

There is neither ups and downs nor life and death.

I was like a sealed dark master, gradually locked up by heavy iron chains. A part of my memory was separated forever and sank toward the deepest part of the ocean of consciousness.

His thinking gradually became selfless and close to chaos, and he began to heal himself and repair the lost memory. This is the traumatic stress response of the human spirit. People who have suffered a huge blow often enter a state of self-protection.

The memory of the previous bizarre encounter began to disappear quickly, and the memory gaps in the middle were slowly replaced by other memory fragments.

I forgot the layout of the secret base, the discussion with Gray, the tragedy at the lake, the invisible murderer, the stories I heard, and the figure of Harris. I only remembered that Harris was there when I was in a coma.

Lies told in my ears.

"Marcus, yesterday you went to the mountains to steal wood and were caught by Gotz. During an argument between the two, Gotz fell off the cliff. After you rescued him, you were locked up in the police station. A fever almost killed you.

Life, temporarily released from prison. Remember, there is no weirdness, no weirdness, no weirdness.”

If there were no accidents, I would have completely forgotten the horror stories that happened before, treating them as conjectures bursting out from the deepest part of my dreams, easily suppressed by reason, and there would be no possibility of recalling them.

But in the process of this memory deletion process, a memory is inevitably involved, that is, between the revision of the construction of the secret base and the discovery of Gotz by the lake, the memory of unlocking the friendly combat mode when Gray and I were discussing!

"System prompt: It has been detected that the colonists took drugs that caused brain dysfunction."

"Bei Ye's characteristic is activated, and the colonists' willpower is promoted to the peak level of the food chain."

“Psychotropic Drug Hazard Exemption.”

"Repairing consciousness-damaged sectors."

"There are still three hours until the repair is completed, after which the memory will return to normal."

"Warm reminder: Dear colonists, taking psychotropic drugs will cause irreversible addiction and side effects, please use them with caution."

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When I woke up, the severe pain in my head was still faintly felt, just like the last time I had a hangover. But the sense of mental fragmentation in the coma had disappeared.

I clearly remember every word Harris said and every expression on his face that day. I also remember his determination to die without hesitation before he left.

"This bastard, as a police chief, he actually uses such dirty methods."

I shook my head and felt the labor pains gradually slow down. Then I woke up and found that I was not in the detention room of the police station, nor in my home, but in the room above Boss Dart's tavern!

I slowly walked down the stairs and saw that the tavern was still quiet and the boss was idly cleaning the tables.

When he saw me coming down, he still looked unmoved and asked, "Marcus, are you awake?"

I shook my head and pretended to have a splitting headache. Since Harris would put me here, and Boss Dart had already appeared in his story, the two of them should have a good relationship. I couldn't figure out what the boss would do.

If you don't want to stand by me, just pretend to have amnesia.

"Boss, why am I here?"

Boss Dart frowned and said, "Harris sent you here. He said you had a high fever at the police station and was not suitable to stay there, so he sent you here."

After taking that medicine, my brain feels hot and my whole body is sweating, which is indeed like having a high fever. I just don’t know if this medicine has any side effects.

Fortunately, I have the colonist system by my side, otherwise I would definitely be in trouble this time.

"Boss, what about Harris?"

I asked helplessly and took the set meal handed over by the boss.

"The guy said he was going to visit the place where Gotz's accident happened, and then he went up the mountain. I don't know where he is."

I looked at the sky outside calmly. It was already the evening of the second day, and it wasn't long before the sun set. Harris went up the mountain to continue his plan.

From my personal experience and his story, I know that these weird events all happened late at night. There must be an incredible connection.

"Boss, I'll go back first."

I quickly finished the rice on the plate, told Boss Dart that I was better, and prepared to leave.

The boss silently cleaned up the mess on the table, watched me slowly stand up, moved to the edge of the tavern step by step, and suddenly said.

"It's getting dark outside, so be more careful."

I was stunned, and looked back at the boss, only to see that the boss was still standing there holding the dinner plate, and with a thoughtful look on his face, he uttered these words after careful consideration.

"...Okay boss, I will be careful."

I gritted my teeth and resisted the idea of ​​asking my boss for help. It’s not a good thing to hide too many secrets in your heart. The mysterious incidents involving Harris and Goetz were the closest I got to the weird things that happened in the town back then.

I don’t know who I should tell, and I don’t know how to say it. What I can feel is that both of them are trying their best to conceal the strange situation in the town and block it to the smallest extent. If we talk about what happened to Gotz

is innate, then Harris's story is an accident.

At least in the past twenty years, the number of insiders of these things has not expanded again - except for me.

So I can't involve Boss Dart.

But what I didn't expect was that Boss Dart spoke slowly behind me.

"Everyone's path is destined. You can't finish it for others, and others can't lead you. But on the contrary, when you walk on the path you decided, you have nothing to do with others. Even if you have a companion

People are just a brief encounter at the end of the world, and they will eventually be separated due to the long distance."

"Marcus, see your path clearly. But if you decide, don't regret it like me."

After saying that, Boss Dart walked into the kitchen.

I stood stunned at the door of the tavern for a long time, and finally smiled.

Sure enough, Boss Dart knew something, but his habit of respecting privacy prevented him from continuing to pry. He may have had a vague sense that I was planning something, but he didn't say much.

This needless to say is the tacit understanding between us. Sometimes the silence of keeping a distance from each other is far better than saying everything from the heart.

But as soon as he said these words, I knew that I was not alone in this town.
Chapter completed!