Chapter 1021

The day before I set out, I decided to be lazy. I slept in bed for a long time. Wake up and go back to sleep. I don't know when I'm awake and when I'm dreaming.

I don't dream very often, so I have less impression. Maybe I dream more when I was a child. These strange fantasies are so far away, mixed with my memory, that I often can't tell the truth.

I often see a lot of super dream movies - they are all binary. I'm the second dimension, too. All my fantasies are weird and surreal.

"Jack?"

"Jack?"

"It's you?"

In my sleep, someone knocks at the door. I hear my own voice, asking in a low voice inside the door, while the door is still knocking.

It should be said that I lay on the bed, the bed on the north wall, the door on the west wall, curled up in the bed, a little bow can see the position of the door, there is no one standing.

It should be a dream, but my eyes seem to be open.

So I can't tell whether it's a dream or not.

All in all, I'm sure I don't have the habit of taking drugs. I can't rule out the possibility of powder blowing from the vent, but that's another matter.

The knock continued.

I got up to open the door.

It was a cold rainy night outside.

Does the weather forecast say it will rain today?

No, the point is, why does it rain in the corridor?

There was no light, it was dark, and the wind and rain poured in.

The knocker is not outside.

Because I believe that I am in a dream, so I easily go to such a dark place.

Everyone knows that it's dangerous to rush into the dark. The memory of our ancestors tells us that human beings can't survive in the dark.

When the avatar turns on the scanner, the infrared vision is still dark.

It's more certain that this is a dream. The human brain is not used to beyond the natural sensory experience. The vision in the dream has no infrared field of vision. Otherwise, we should see the thermal radiation images of various objects at this moment.

I can think more rationally, which is a good thing.

In such darkness, in the darkness of grand nothingness, there is only a luminous data matrix in the far distance, just like the horizon, where the golden data flow spreads out like a big tree.

I step on the road I can't see, groping forward a little bit.

I can't see my body clearly. I can't see my fingers.

In the far distance, under the golden giant tree, a well-organized luminous image slowly floated. From the big bean, it expanded a little bit, and then became clear and visible. The pattern seems to be a Tarot Card - fool.

Because of misty, Jack and I both dabble in Tarot.

The fool is one of the twenty-two big Akana cards, number zero, is the beginning of everything, on behalf of everyone.

I've seen zodulovsky's holy mountain, which is an extremely early film. It's more than 100 years ago, but it's highly praised by misty. The first time I watched this film was with Jack, three people watched it in misty's psychic room.

At the beginning of holy mountain, Jesus is resurrected, and the camera turns to a fool's card.

At that time, I didn't know anything about it. Misty told me excitedly -

"resurrection, fool, that's the beginning of everything!"

There are two men standing under the Tarot Card shining in the dark nothingness ahead. One is red hair, moustache hair, golden Lip Glaze, golden lip stud, the other is shawl hair, wearing sunglasses, and the left arm is a silver mechanical body. They stand side by side, with the same look.

When I came near, they were on guard.

"Jack! No Yelled the red haired man.

I suddenly realized that they couldn't see me, they saw behind me - I turned.

Jack wells.

He was standing there, dressed in a suit, but there seemed to be some strange variation in his head, with a gun barrel protruding from his forehead.

Grass is the devil of gun!

Jack just stood there and whispered, "live for me..."

With these words, his strong body fell forward, and a lot of blood came out of his body.

"Jack!" The fool is shouting.

I stare at Jack's body. Though I know it's a dream, I still feel chilly.

Hey, wake up!

Another priestess card slowly came out of the golden tree in the distance.

Under the card is a Japanese woman, dressed in white, dignified and graceful.

"V, help me."

Who are you?

"I don't believe you, Yoko Osaka." The red haired man under the fool's card points to the woman in white.

Wait a minute She just called that man v? Huangban huazi Saburo Arasaka's daughter, Princess of the Arasaka Empire, she knows a mercenary named v?What happened in front of me can no longer be simply called a dream, which I had never experienced in my young life. Although I don't believe in God, and I'm not interested in any religion, my intuition is that what I'm seeing now is a picture of prophecy containing some mysterious revelation.

A big Akana card, a person, a place, a road, a result and choice in front of me.

When these things constantly emerge in the dark, this gloomy prophecy dream becomes vague and huge.

My memory, my logic and my reason can't accept such a huge set of information, can't understand the fluctuation of this series of time lines, can't rationalize these knowledge from different dimensions. Dream in such a scene of characters appear in the process of being distorted, my line of sight began to blur.

Even if I was desperate to know the development of the situation, I could not understand the further development of the dream. The more I pursue, the more I feel a great cold. The cold wind and rain keep blowing and taking away my body temperature. At this time, I finally feel the existence of my body because of this cold pain.

Now I slowly lie down and curl up. I don't want to lose my body temperature so quickly. I feel like a person in a cold bath. This feeling is really depressing. It reminds me of stray dogs who have nowhere to go in the rain. In this city, I've never seen stray dogs. They're dead.

I don't feel good.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed out in the dark, like a blue star. It was warm and kind. Now I am indifferent to everything that happened in my dream. I only hope that I will not freeze to death. The bright light is like a small animal. As soon as it appears, the darkness suddenly recedes, and my last memory stays on a world card.

The world, that is the beginning and the end of the journey, which may mean the beginning and the end of this dream. After all, this card is always under my feet. I step on the world and witness everything in the dream.

I'm not comfortable. This dream wakes me up with a strong headache and nausea.

The next situation is worse than I imagined. Even though I am awake now, I still can't tell the difference between dream and reality. My artificial eye seems to have broken down, and my nervous system is in disorder. A lot of memories begin to roll over frame by frame, and my actions are out of control. When I get over it again, I don't know when I have been standing on the busy street. Not far away, Jack is leaning against the door and wells My wife called.

But I don't even know how I got here.