Chapter 4 (2/2)

The ambient temperature picked up at an alarming rate and soon returned to the normal temperature in summer.

”I've carried the second wave. I really don't know how many waves there are.” Yenuo's mouth was curled, and he dared not neglect it. Who knows what more terrible and strange methods will be used to take his life in this terrible management room.

Suddenly, yenuo gave a 'eh'. On the ceiling he smashed, a hole suddenly appeared. The hole was swarthy, as if it were a passage.

”Trap, or chance to escape?” After thinking about it, yenuo decided to climb up and try.

He built a simple shelf with furniture and climbed into the ceiling with his hands and feet.

In yenuo's memory, the management room is located behind the lobby on the first floor of the ”dark object Museum”. You can see the big iron door through the window glass. This six storey building, each floor is very average, about 3 meters high.

The floor height of the management room is 2.5 meters. If the ceiling is 30 cm thick. The space above the ceiling is only 20 cm at most.

But unexpectedly, there is a mezzanine between the first floor and the second floor. Just pry open the ceiling and you can enter the mezzanine. The interlayer is about one meter and two high. Yenuo can only crawl on his knees.

Taking out his mobile phone as a lighting tool, he climbed a distance.

The interlayer is full of filthy and musty smell, which stinks. He estimated that he had climbed more than ten meters. Suddenly, the flash of his mobile phone shone on an object in front of him.

It's a body, a human body.

Yenuo frowned and climbed up. He saw that the body in a white T-shirt and black shorts had been ossified. White bone obviously died in pain, and there were special traces on the bones because of severe hunger.

This man was starved to death alive.

The more yenuo looked at the bone, the more familiar he felt. As if he thought of something, he quickly climbed forward, grabbed the middle finger of white bone's right hand and looked at it carefully.

There is a shallow notch on the joint of the white bone middle finger. Inconspicuous.

Take a breath at Norton at night. He realized a terrible thing.

The white bone in front of him was clearly himself.

The scar on the knuckle was accidentally hurt when he was a child. The clothes as like as two peas on his bones are as good as his present. After climbing into the ceiling, he was already dead. Somehow, I couldn't escape from the ceiling compartment.

Finally starved to death in it.

But how is that possible? If he's already starving. What's the matter with him now? Is this clearly what will happen in the future?

No, it's too unscientific. It even violates the basic laws of physics and time. Is it difficult that in this interlayer, supernatural forces can even manipulate time?

This interlayer turns the original linear time line into a messy space-time belt?

If so, I'm afraid this dark matter museum is much more terrible than I thought. How does this place exist?

Yenuo quickly calmed himself down and accepted the facts in front of him.

If you really continue to stay in the interlayer, I'm afraid you will really die as the white bone omen in front of you. When he turned his head, he was surprised again, and then smiled bitterly.

Behind him, the ceiling that was only ten meters away was smashed by him. I don't know when it disappeared.