It was foggy.
Zhang Jue realized that he was in a dream—it was also in such a scene when he traveled because of a dream of SCP682.
He is standing at a crossroads.
Around him, countless pedestrians passed by him, all with dull eyes and expressionless faces, like walking corpses.
"Hey!"
Zhang Jue tried to pull a person's shoulder and wanted to talk to the other person, but the person seemed to have infinite power and walked straight forward, causing Zhang Jue to stumble.
"Fvck"
Zhang Jue cursed, but he knew in his heart that these people didn't look like they could communicate with each other.
Where is this, Zhang Jue became curious.
After observing for a while, he found that most of the pedestrians around were Caucasians, and the architectural style was Gothic, presumably from some European country.
Zhang Jue wandered around for a long time and found a road sign, but he did not recognize the text on it.
It seems to be French, which also confirms his speculation from the side.
So you should be in France now? How did it become like this, is it a big sci-fi movie?
Guessing was useless, Zhang Jue decided to follow a person to see where they went.
Zhang Jue chose a 40-year-old middle-aged woman and followed him all the way to an office building. Looking at the flag flying in front of the door, he confirmed his guess.
The lady seemed to be a government employee, and Zhang Jue followed her through various levels—everyone turned a blind eye to him as a follower, and only the various gates were still working normally.
Zhang Jue followed her to the office, and several staff members were already sitting in their seats.
Their computers were not turned on, and people sat in front of the computers, motionless, like zombies.
For ordinary people, this scene is a bit scary. If you don't scare you, you can be brave, but Zhang Jue is not only not afraid, but also puts his hand in front of the lady's eyes.
no response.
Zhang Jue started to be funny and made all kinds of weird funny actions, and he almost took off his pants.
Still no response.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Jue picked up a chair and smashed it on the table next to the lady.
The loud "bang" made Zhang Jue's ears hurt, but neither the female employee nor her colleague looked sideways, and only stared at the computer that was not turned on the whole time.
"You are cruel!"
This time Zhang Jue can finally confirm that their five senses have been completely closed. It is estimated that even if he has a striptease here, no one will care about him.
Although anything could happen in the dream, Zhang Jue always felt that something was wrong.
These people are too realistic, is this really a dream?
He pushed the lady away, sat in front of the computer, and pressed the power button.
The computer turned on normally, and it showed that a password was required. Without thinking about it, Zhang Jue entered 123456.
The password is correct, and after the computer freezes for a few seconds, the desktop pops up.
Zhang Jue clicked on the calendar, and the time displayed on it was February 21, 2221.
He found the workLog (work daily) of the female employee on the desktop, and the last entry was dated February 1, 2221—the day he passed through.
In other words, since that day, the world has not been normal.
Zhang Jue thought for a while, opened the search engine, converted the language into Chinese, and searched for a name—that was the name of the former President Mei.
Sure enough, Zhang Jue saw the corresponding information.
Afterwards, he searched for all the domestic and foreign events he remembered, and without exception, all of them could correspond.
Finally, he opened the map and located the address of his home.
"what——the——fvck?!"
Zhang Jue finally couldn't help it.
He cursed loudly. What the hell is this dream, this is the world he lived in before crossing!
This is a big game, what happened here, how did it become like this?
It seems that the problem is not him, but the world.
If he hadn't passed through, he would probably have turned into a ghost like these people.
Half an hour later, Zhang Jue sat in a chair, sorting out his thoughts.
There should be some kind of mysterious event happening in this world.
He has just logged into multiple forums, and the time of the last reply on all websites is infinitely close to 24:00 on February 1, 2221.
Fire and police calls went unanswered, and no one responded to his post.
At least for now, there is no 'living person' in the whole world, only those machines that do not require human intervention are still operating.
Zhang Jue only hated that he didn't study medicine, otherwise he could dissect an elder brother to see what was wrong with their bodies.
Of course, he also knows that even with the most advanced medical technology, it is probably impossible to detect abnormalities in these people - this is more likely to be caused by some kind of mental interference.
Zhang Jue sat for a while and decided to go out to find out if there were any other clues.
But just as he set off, the front desk phone rang.
"Ring-ring--"
The usual ringing of the phone sounds so desolate and terrifying at this time.
Did a phone call come in?
Is it because you just called the police?
Without any hesitation, Zhang Jue ran over in three steps and picked up the phone.
"Hello?" He doesn't speak French, so he can only make up numbers in English.
There was a long silence, but Zhang Jue didn't hang up the phone. He could hear a gasping voice on the other side.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, a young boy's immature voice sounded.
"help me..."
Chinese?
Zhang Jue was stunned, and immediately said, "Hello, who are you? Where are you?"
"Please, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com save me—"
"Boom-bang-bang-bang-"
A loud noise sounded from his mind, the whole world began to shake, and the scene in front of him began to collapse.
Zhang Jue knew that he was about to wake up.
"Where are you? How can I save you!"
However, he couldn't hear the response there.
...
"Boom-bang-bang-bang-"
The hurried knocks on the door followed one after another, and Yang Xue's voice came from outside the door.
"Zhang Jue! Zhang Jue! Are you up yet?"
Zhang Jue opened his eyes, but did not open the door immediately, but carefully recalled the dream just now-to be precise, it was not a dream at all, but a journey back to his original world.
He wanted to know what was going on there.
"Zhang Jue! Are you up yet?"
Yang Xue's anxious voice sounded again, presumably something urgent happened.
Zhang Jue now lives in the staff dormitory of SCP. The conditions are not very good. Anyone can come to him. The stationmaster Yang promised his single-family villa, and he doesn't know when it will be fulfilled.
As soon as the door opened, Yang Xue rushed in, pulled him up and left: "Quick, come with me!"
"What's wrong?" Seeing her anxious expression, Zhang Jue was a little puzzled, thinking that my world was on the verge of destruction, and I was not as violent as you.
"Something happened!" Yang Xue looked solemn, and it seemed that the matter was indeed very difficult. "Do you remember the bottomless stairwell you mentioned?"
Zhang Jue frowned slightly: "SCP087? Isn't its entrance already blocked?"
Yang Xue shook her head, bit her lip and said, "Its entrance has indeed been sealed, but... it seems that something is about to come out."