It was as if she had had a nightmare, and when she woke up she forgot what she had dreamed about. She only felt that her limbs were stiff, especially her neck, which was very painful.
She sat up and saw a fish tank on the table next to her. There was a small light blue thing swimming in the water.
It seems like a small octopus.
Um?
...did she keep an octopus?
She walked over, stretched out her hand and touched the fiberglass.
The small light blue octopus inside immediately came over and nestled next to her hand through the glass, rubbing its little head against her finger.
His dark green round eyes looked up at her with attachment.
"..." Why is this octopus so angry?
She looked on expressionlessly.
Not getting a response, the little octopus felt dissatisfied. Its slender tentacles were wet and soft, and it tried hard to pull towards the edge of the fish tank, as if it wanted to lean out and get close to her.
She took two steps back, looking disgusted.
"It's so disgusting...it looks so slippery."
The little figure seemed to freeze.
The dark green round eyes conveyed an unbelievable and very hurt emotion.
As if to say——
You have changed. You used to think I was cute.
"..." What the hell.
She felt like she might not wake up.
She collects information with her eyes. She has seen every furnishing in the room and it exists in her mind, but at the same time, there is another feeling.
That's strange.
This strangeness was mixed with a subtle sense of resistance, and she quickly realized that she didn't like it here.
Going downstairs, she saw a huge figure busy in the kitchen. When she heard her footsteps and stuck her head out, she had a new understanding in her mind.
This is her mother.
Mom said, "Anna, why did you get up so early? Sit down quickly, dinner is almost ready."
It turns out her name is Anna.
Anna calmly went downstairs and looked out the window.
The sky is black and the buildings are very low.
She stretched her waist, stretched her limbs, came to the window, and looked across the sky.
The moon is red.
The knowledge in her mind told her that the moon should be red, but her sixth sense made her feel weird.
Anna usually has no expression, so even if she is suspicious, it is not obvious on her slightly paralyzed face.
"It smells so good," she said, sniffing the air, "I feel like today's breakfast must be delicious."
My mother seemed very happy with the compliment, and said it would be ready soon, and started working more attentively.
Anna came to two conclusions.
First, mom likes to be praised, and second, it is morning now, so when she goes downstairs, mom will say "get up so early" and what she is cooking now is "breakfast".
Anna opened a magazine placed next to the table.
Paper books feel strange to the touch.
She can feel strange about one thing, which is attributed to her thinking too much, but it is wrong to feel strange one after another.
Anna trusts her sixth sense.
The so-called sixth sense is supersensory perception, that is, the physical sense that is beyond the senses. It is also an innate function that truly exists in the senses.
But she still needs some evidence.
There were footsteps on the stairs.
Mom poked her head out of the kitchen, and the dumbfounded person at the corner shouted, "Bella is up? Come down and eat."
Bella?
Anna searched in her mind and found that Bella was her sister.
My younger sister first stood in the middle of the stairs and was stunned for a while, then ran down quickly and looked at the window with slightly widened eyes.
The confused expression was vividly expressed.
Anna looked away, thinking to herself, here comes that bit of evidence.
It seemed that Bella felt as weird about the world as she did.
Mom smiled and asked Bella, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Anna flipped through a page of the magazine and was sure of something.
Mom is different from the two of them.
This is also the most important point. Normal people may be a little confused when they get up, but they rarely forget who they are. It is not until their mother calls out their name that the memories of their life are poured into their minds.
unreasonable.
The camps are clearly divided, that is...
Unexpectedly, Bella accepted it calmly, sat at the table and frowned, preparing to have breakfast.
"..." Why do some people still eat despite being weird?
She couldn't help but kicked her, and Bella immediately asked, "Why did you kick me?"
Mom also poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "Anna, don't bully your sister."
"..."
Well, Anna feels like she got the script for a vicious sister who bullies her younger sister.
However, this character feels pretty good, and at least he can act mischievously to a certain extent.
Anna curled her lips and smiled, then continued her efforts and overturned her plate.
The situation got out of hand, and her mother hurriedly wiped Bella's skirt. Anna took the opportunity to raise her eyebrows provocatively and looked at her, holding a sandwich and pretending to bite it. Sure enough, Bella, who was stunned, overturned her dinner plate.
Very good, a reasonable way to avoid the fate of eating these things.
Anna screamed a few times in cooperation, took advantage of the chaos and ran back upstairs with her wet skirt.
Thank you, good sister.
After returning to the room, Anna immediately put away the anger on her face, quickly searched her room, and followed her sixth sense to carefully explore the walls.
She has lost some memories, but it doesn't seem like the first day she came here.
There was something carved on the wall. Anna lay down and looked at it. There were words written on it, namely the first time, the second time, and the third time...
She thought for a while, took out a pen from her schoolbag, and carved under the words with force to connect the order.
The ninth time.
Sure enough, the handwriting was the same, and these symbols were carved by her own hands.
What ninth time?
Anna put the pen back. Her clothes were wet and clinging to her body and felt uncomfortable. She unzipped and took off her skirt, and continued to rummage around the room wearing only her underwear.
When I turned around, I found that the octopus that was originally lying on the edge of the glass tank fell back to the bottom of the water with a "pop" sound. Several slender tentacles were wrapped around its head, and its small body was curled up into a ball, as if it was shy.
The corners of Anna's mouth twitched.
What's even weirder is that she also has a hint of embarrassment.
"..." She silently opened the closet, found a blue and white skirt uniform similar to a school uniform and put it on.
The little octopus quietly revealed one eye from the gap between its tentacles. After looking at it for a few seconds, it covered its eyes tremblingly, and its entire body was glowing blue that was about to bleed.
She can't stay in the room for too long.
Current information has proven that things are weird.
Subconsciously, there shouldn't be a low building outside, where the naked eye can see the sea, she shouldn't get up at night, go to school at night, and the moon shouldn't be red.
Even, her name is not Anna.
As soon as this idea came out, my mind felt like an electric shock.
Yes, her name should not be Anna.
With so many weird feelings fused together, it is no longer an illusion.
Especially when I opened the door and walked out and stood directly on campus, this feeling became clearer.