After a wild drinking, Mallory's stomach was soon filled with rain, but the rain still poured down on his face, so that his breathing became a little difficult.
Both hands kept wiping his face to no avail.
Just solved the problem of thirst, but now it is to be drowned by the pouring rain.
What was more deadly was the cold.
The wind blew on the wet body, swept away the little heat Mallory had left in his body, and his body kept shivering in the cold.
The blankets and bedding were soaked through and sagged heavily on the bedpan, unlikely to bring him the slightest bit of warmth.
With lightning flashes and thunderstorms, Mallory, tormented by extreme fear and cold, did not care about the risk of falling from the top of the pillar, and rolled over into the bottom of the wooden bed, shivering on his back between the top of the pillar and the bed board with the shelter formed by the bed board and the damp bedding above.
The stone wall at the top of the pillar was as cold as the soaked bed.
The wind blew in just as much, and it was even harsher.
The only difference was that the rain no longer poured directly onto Mallory's body, but dripped down through the gap in the bedpan, giving Mallory room to breathe.
"What have I done wrong? Why am I being punished like this?"
Mallory wanted to cry.
His face was covered in water, and he wasn't sure if it was rain or tears.
It was really time to cry.
"It's not a crime for a man to cry, it's not a crime for a man to cry, it's not a crime for a man to cry.
"It's not a crime for men to cry, to cry, to cry, to taste the taste of tears after a long absence, even if it's raining, it's a kind of beauty, so let's seize this opportunity and cry a lot".
Unknowingly, Mallory, who was hiding under the bed, actually sang a song.
Not to mention, after singing for a while, Mallory's inner fear and despair was dispersed a lot.
At some point Mallory seemed to return to the real world, back to some memories of the past.
Maybe it was the deafening thunder, hunger, and bone-chilling cold had started to make him hallucinate.
Lying on top of the cold stone pillar, leaning against the shelter of the wooden bed board, surrounded by dark and gloomy, lightning and thunder.
The storm was so heavy that it did not overturn the small wooden bed and blow away.
Mallory is not in the mood to think about the principle of this, he is only in the heart to celebrate such a storm, he can still have such a small shelter.
What a blessing.
The hands and feet and body drenched by the rain had already become cold and numb.
Mallory kept singing a song to anesthetize himself, and in this way, he unknowingly fell asleep in the past.
Or maybe he passed out.
Probably never wake up again, right?
Then don't wake up.
Mallory's last thought before he fell into a coma.
In such a bad and desperate situation, there is no point in struggling.
...
Although I thought I would never wake up.
But Mallory still woke up.
When he woke up again, it was already bright around him.
It was bright.
The body was no longer so cold, as if ...
The rain had stopped and the sun was out!
The body hurt everywhere.
And very stiff.
So stiff that it didn't even look like it was its own.
Lying on the stone wall, Mallory struggled for a long time before finally stretching out his body.
Fortunately, the arms and legs are still conscious.
With the surrounding sunlight, Mallory can see clearly around.
The four legs of the wooden bed are riveted to the top of the stone pillars, no wonder this wooden bed was not overturned and blown away in the storm last night.
Who did this? How much of a pain in the ass does it take to do something like this!
Mallory was also relieved to know that the bed was riveted in place. He climbed to the edge of the stone platform, turned his body over and grabbed the edge of the bed and the bed rails, and carefully turned over to the top of the wooden bed.
The family's ancestral wooden bed is really sturdy, and other wooden beds, even if they are fixed to the stone pillars, they are afraid to be blown apart by the storm last night.
The quilt and the mattress were soaked through by the rain, and although the sun was now blazing hot, it was not possible to dry them out so quickly.
Mallory dried them on the wooden rail at the end of the bed, and then took off his pajamas, which had not yet dried, and dried them in the sun.
There was no one here, so even if he stripped naked, he wouldn't be charged with public disorder.
After all this, Mallory gasped and lay down on the bedpan, which was also not yet dry.
Hungry.
All over his body was the hunger feeling that had reached its limit.
"I want a burger."
"I want fried chicken."
"I want a beer."
"I want to drink beef."
"I also want to eat pasta."
"I ..."
Mallory fantasized wildly, while his stomach cramped.
In over twenty years of living, he had never been so hungry as he was now.
Was this hell?
If not, how could there be such a high stone pillar in the human world?
Being trapped up there is no different from being tortured!
Unknowingly, Mallory, who was extremely hungry and weak, drifted off to sleep again under the sunlight.
Had a bunch of messy dreams.
As if they were eating all kinds of food.
Eat and want to eat, can never eat enough.
When he woke up, Mallory did not open his eyes and get up.
Instead, he imagined that he had returned to his bedroom and resumed his normal geek life.
"Peace and quiet is the blessing!"
After opening his eyes, Mallory still did not get up.
Looked at the sky, and tilted his head to look at both sides ...
"Grass!"
Apparently, he still wasn't able to return to his old life.
He still stayed at the top of this damned stone pillar a thousand meters up in the air!
Only when Mallory tried to sit up, he realized that this time he woke up, things were finally a little different from before ...
There was a flying bird resting on top of the quilt drying at the end of his bed!
Mallory did not quite recognize what kind of bird it was, it looked about the same size as a pigeon, although not as fat as a domestic pigeon, but the body can at least scrape off half a tael of meat, right?
For a moment, Mallory's eyes lit up.
The green light emitted.
For a person hungry to his degree, no matter what, as long as it is a living thing, will be included in the category of food.
The bird of prey, with its back to Mallory at the moment, did not realize that the shirtless man behind it was hitting it.
Mallory, of course, would not miss this heavenly opportunity, the only chance for two days to get food to fill his stomach slightly.
He used his hands to support the bed board, slowly moving his body, slowly approaching the bird of prey, so that the bird of prey into his hands can catch the range.
Although Mallory has been very careful, but the creaking of the bed board still betrayed him. The bird was stirred and subconsciously looked back at Mallory.
I don't know if it saw the green light in Mallory's eyes, or saw the drool around Mallory's mouth, the bird instinctively recognized the danger, in the next second it saw Mallory back, it opened its wings and ready to fly away from this dangerous place.
It was too late, but Mallory, who was already starving to a frenzy, would not let it go so easily.
Mallory is almost all the strength of the body, instantly from the bed board up the body, a hand like an eagle's claws like lightning to the flying bird swooped and grabbed.
Unfortunately, it was just a little short of ...
Mallory is not willing, has stood up the body of two legs instinctively together with force, and fiercely reached out another hand to grab the flying bird that has flown away from the bed rail.
Unfortunately, it was still a little short.
The bird easily dodged Mallory's swoop, flew into the air and chirped, looked back at Mallory seemingly sympathetically and then flapped its wings and flew off into the distant sky, quickly disappearing in the air.
This side of Mallory did not catch the bird, but most of the body is out of the wooden bed, when he realized the danger, trying to keep his balance, everything is already too late.
Mallory a backwards fall out of the bed rails, panic, he instinctively grabbed a bed rails, so that his body was not immediately flung out by the just grabbing action.
But this bedrail is too thin to withstand the huge force of Mallory's body thrown out, 'blah blah blah' broke open.
Mallory's body instantly plunged downward.