Some memory scenes that were intermittent and squeezed into a ball in the abnormal area were now broken and broken from Fanning's mind and overflowed little by little.

It also seems that it is not just a memory in the abnormal area.

The "cracking field" went earlier, and some scenes seemed to have seen it earlier.

Fanning just felt this way at first and interpreted it like this.

My head hurts a little, my thoughts are a little confused.

It has been a common occurrence since the abnormality zone came out.

But then he soon discovered something even more abnormal in this environment that seemed normal and abnormal everywhere.

"No? These things are wrong, why? Why???"

For example, on the shelves in front of you

Why are some snacks similar to puffed food packaging bags placed?

Even these colorful modern packaging bags

The bright smile of the endorsement star; the table similar to the nutritional content table; the dazzling and exciting technological special effects

What kind of thing?

What kind of thing is mixed up with something that is not in the same time and space system?

On the other side, there was a row of freezers similar to dairy products. Fanning had the idea of ​​leaning over to see what product price information was on the cargo table card, but a low-frequency buzzing at the air conditioner air outlet made him feel dazed.

He followed Pogleridge through door after door, and walked through different and strange areas.

I'm afraid there are more than fifty ways.

Moreover, each area is not the only choice of doors to come and go, which makes Fanning unable to know for a moment whether Pogleridge is following a specific route, or that such a superficial meaning is not present at all.

"Squeak"

Another room made of faded wallpaper.

Birthday balloons were piled up next to the slide in the center, and there were coin-operated red and white machines and rocking chairs on the other side.

"What are you wondering about?" Pogleridge, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Isn't that strange?" Fanning asked.

"Your strangeness seems to be a little different, what's more than the average person."

"ha?"

"Both situations will make people strange." Pogleridge paced in front of an old-fashioned camera television in the corner.

The snowflake screen is constantly flashing.

There seemed to be some local close-ups worth further attention, but when you focused a little, the entire area of ​​the TV seemed to be sunken into a black vortex, trying to suck away all the light.

"First, it is strange because I have never seen these things in the world; second, it is strange because I have seen these things before."

Bogleridge's words made Fanning feel terrified.

"Which kind of you?"

The silence lasted for four or five seconds, and then Fanning laughed out loud.

"You ask someone who has returned from an arrhythmia zone like this?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

But the other party seemed to have no intention of digging into the bottom of the matter and continued to push open the door on the wall.

The narrow and depressing perspective suddenly became brighter.

"Isn't this the headquarters of the Guidance School??" Fanning finally exclaimed.

In front of you is the first floor lobby of the old library of Santa Lamburg City College!

Wait, what happened!?

Yes, this is Santa Talamburg City College!

On the left is the steps to go down to the campus, on the right is a wide split-and-joint step staircase. Go a little further and turn to the corner to the left, there is a steam lift. Fanning came too many times. Before leaving for Janus, he came once, visited the school in the imperial capital, bought a famous piano, and attended two boring parliamentary meetings. He was so familiar with this!

The place where the two of them just came out was an inconspicuous door on the wall with the storage room logo written on it.

The Conar ancestral home in Igles? The small town of Vaccinnay on the Gogol Railway? The back room group of the "cracking field"? Then the headquarters of the Guidance School?

The melting of chaos and intercepting of Fanning has made Fanning's limited mental fast not enough.

"Please, Master Fanning."

Pogleridge signaled to continue moving forward.

After a few steps, Fanning realized that the atmosphere was not right here.

There was a cordon at the outside door, and the ground everywhere was tidy and shiny, as if it had just been thoroughly cleaned.

Along the way, there were policemen with live ammunition, as well as investigators who were also wearing senior police officer uniforms, Fanning even saw two familiar inspectors.

Two senior executives of the special patrol department at the level of Academician were actually doing boring guarding the gate here, and the guarding place was the headquarters of the Guidance School?

Fanning's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

In the more than a month after going to San Pelto, some things and situations seemed to be progressing far worse than expected.

The sound of leather shoes echoed in the empty corridor.

In this way, through the tight guarding formation, Fanning completely repeated his visit route a month ago.

Finally, he was taken down from the altar area on the 3rd floor by Pogleridge.

It is still empty, with only a few investigators in the sight, but there are more than one sight hidden in the dark.

The surrounding walls are still filled with familiar cracks that Fanning is familiar with, but various shocking warning signs starting with "NO" have been added.

“Don’t look at the texture of the shadow”;

“Don’t listen to the intervals of breathing”;

“Don’t think about the beats under the skin”;

Such things are unknown.

Fanning was taken to the altar and dreamed of "spark".

The vision was spinning for a small formation.

The scabbard in Pogleridge's hand split the ash smoke from the wreckage of the "incinerator", and the sound of chains breaking deep in the air. Fanning's nasal cavity suddenly filled with odors similar to rust and rotten beeswax.

"The world is the gateway to swelling! Through me, through me, through me"

I don't know why it became so noisy here, with various vocal cord vibrations everywhere, as well as twisted roars or weak whispers. Fanning could only barely distinguish some inexplicable delirium.

After the smoke became thinner and he floated higher, he frowned and looked at the surrounding environment.

When I visited this place a month ago, there were all kinds of violations, like a construction site, "scaffolding" or "containers". Fanning remembers that Viaderlin mentioned at that time that the Special Inspection Department and the Guidance School signed a so-called "custody" agreement.

At present, things are very efficient, and these "construction sites" have been "completed".

They were twisted together with the original "black cracks" or "steel jungle" inside the "incinerator" wreckage, and then they were "erected" one by one in a very three-dimensional and open manner!

Looking around at this moment, in the dizzy white background, in the thick smoke and dust floating, they are like huge illogical metal torture instruments!

Pogleridge stepped in the air and walked forward silently all the way.

Fanning followed behind, and from time to time, when the smoke was slightly thin, he saw a large group of investigators passing by him.

"How many people have come in here!?"

Black cages are suspended in smoke and dust, and the place you pass by is like a prison area!

Fanning noticed that most of the investigators' spirits were very nervous. Many people were wearing masks, and the breathing sounds below were as heavy as a worn bellows. And they "put more on the less", and they seemed to be escorting some other people all the way!

List? Some forms he had seen flashed through Fanning's mind.

A list of "cleaning" batches!?
Chapter completed!