The growths on the flesh walls were getting stranger and stranger, but the sounds coming to my ears were becoming more and more normal, filled with childish laughter, warm conversations, and meticulous care…
"The sounds I hear with my ears and the scenes I see with my eyes seem to belong to different worlds," Dog's hairs on the back of his neck stood up. This place was too strange, it made him very uncomfortable, and instinctively he wanted to stay away, "Gao Ming, let's not go any further."
Dog seldom called Gao Ming by his full name, and this time he was truly scared.
"Did you hear that sound too?" Gao Ming was not quite like Dog, he found the sound very familiar. Even though the conversation had nothing to do with him, it was as if he could hear an invitation from those sounds, like relatives hoping he'd come home.
