Lin Sanjiu could not tell whether the blood rushing into her head was the torrent of blood or the excruciating pain that wanted to tear her apart and devour her.
Even if there were still doubts, unwillingness, and disbelief … She was very clear about what she should do next, and the only correct path she could take.
They were running out of time.
Unconsciously, Lin Sanjiu loosened her grip. Just as the doll's house flashed, the metal rod fell to the ground with a clang.
She did not need to share the rod anymore. The person beside her was not Puppeteer.
She did not know where the real Puppeteer was, and the remaining five seconds — four seconds — were not enough for her to find him.
There was no other solution. In just a few seconds, she might not even be able to wait for the next light to come.
There was only one way left.
Lin Sanjiu thought that she was not afraid of death. She was not afraid to walk into a dangerous situation. However, now she realized that the courage to not be afraid of external forces taking away one's life and the courage to give up one's own life calmly were two completely different things.
The words "Let me stay" were so short that they did not even take a second, but when she really wanted to say it, it felt like it would take her a lifetime to say it. The syllable between her lips and teeth trembled, unable to form.
If she did not say it now, it would be too late.
However, she still had so many regrets. She had not reunited with her friends and family. If she could not wait for Bohemia to say that she understood, what would happen to her grand prize in the future?
Her life was so short that it was only about ten years. She was just a newborn when the world in her hometown started to heat up.
Lin Sanjiu did not regret her decision.
"I … I want to stay —"
She did not know what was going to happen next.
Perhaps it was because her mind was not in the right place and she was not as vigilant as she used to be, or maybe it was because the force came too fast and too strong. She was like a child walking in the middle of the night. When she heard the rumbling sound, she looked up and saw the light of a train that came from nowhere piercing through the darkness and scorching the tracks beneath her feet. Accompanied by the sound of the wind and the roar of the engine, the train was already in front of her.
That was just her perception. In reality, she did not see anything.
When the countdown reached two, Lin Sanjiu was suddenly freed from the gravitational pull. The excruciating pain was like an endless bolt of lightning striking down from her neck, whipping her body and soul.
Her feet left the ground, and for a moment, the world spun and shattered. Her mind was like a piece of paper towel in a washing machine. At one moment, she felt that the world was about to break, and at another moment, she felt that she was about to break. The only thing she could clearly feel was the pain on the back of her neck.
When Lin Sanjiu finally regained her composure, she realized that the sky in front of her was a grayish-blue sky. There were many empty buildings, and there was a cloud of dust floating in the air. Her feet were suspended in the air, and beneath her feet was the stone path before entering the dungeon.
Someone was grabbing the back of her neck and lifting her up like a puppet.
Lin Sanjiu felt as if her life was in his grasp. Even though her neck was in his hand, her limbs were so numb that she couldn't move. Lin Sanjiu felt that she had exerted all her strength to struggle, but all she saw was a slow kick from the tip of his foot.
Not a single word came from behind her.
At this moment, there was a deathly silence. It was as if the dome and the clouds had pressed down together, cutting off the wind and covering the earth. It was so stuffy that the world could not inhale a single breath of air.
Amidst the pain, she felt as if a century had passed before she was thrown to the ground like a dirty rag with a "plop" sound. Lin Sanjiu immediately sat up. Enduring the pain, she turned her head around.
Puppeteer had his head slightly lowered. He was wiping his fingertips with a white cotton handkerchief.
Behind him, the Dolls' House had returned to its normal size. In the living room, a "Puppeteer" and a "Lin Sanjiu" were standing side by side. The "Lin Sanjiu" doll was holding a wooden stick in her hand.
They stared at the two people standing a few steps away from the dungeon, waiting for their chance to be saved. They were now completely out of range.
Lin Sanjiu looked at the Dolls' House and then at Puppeteer.
His skin, facial features, and even the veins in his body did not change at all. Even his messy black hair seemed to have frozen in the wind. He did not make a sound, but if one listened carefully, they would hear a faint, blood-like hum in the distance, pulsing in the depths of the world.
Lin Sanjiu wiped her face. Her mind was in a whirlpool, and she could not find a single question to ask.
Just as she opened her mouth, Puppeteer raised his eyelids. Lin Sanjiu immediately closed her mouth and lowered his eyes again. She had already wiped his fingers twice with the handkerchief, but he still felt that it was not clean enough.
"Since he doesn't want to talk about it, then I won't."
She raised her hand again and covered half of her face with the back of her hand.
The last thing that broke the silence came from the Dolls' House. Lin Sanjiu was startled when she heard a shrill, angry scream of a child throwing a tantrum. She turned to look at it.
"She told me everything!" The child seemed to be screaming at Puppeteer. "She said that she wants to stay. You can't do this! You guys are cheating!"
Lin Sanjiu was still sitting on the ground in a daze. She looked at Puppeteer again.
That's right, she didn't finish her sentence. Lin Sanjiu could almost imagine how impatient and anxious the pocket boy was when she said, "I want to stay." However, before she finished her sentence, the pocket boy could not do anything. Otherwise, how could he be sure that she was not going to say, "I want to keep him?"
But … when she opened her mouth, did she not run out of time?
"In the entire Dolls' House, you can only see the staircase when you are standing in front of the wall," Puppeteer said as he slowly turned around.
The moment he opened his mouth, the Pocket Dimension seemed to be startled, and its angry scream was cut off. It paused for a moment as if it remembered that it should not be scared by a posthuman. "She is mine! My doll! "
Puppeteer ignored it and walked toward the Dolls' House. Lin Sanjiu jumped up and shouted, "Don't go! What if the Pocket Dimension reactivates again …"
"When the Pocket Dimension reactivates, all the rooms will expand until the staircase becomes an inconspicuous detail."
Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath. The few details that puzzled her just now suddenly became clear to her.
Puppeteer did not stop walking. Between each step he took, he said softly, "No matter how unfair the Pocket Dimension is, it can't be so ruthless. You have done your best. When I was standing in front of the wall entrance, every time I looked at the staircase, the light would dim down."
He did not sound angry at all, nor was he worried that the Pocket Dimension would reactivate. Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a moment. Just when she was wondering whether she should follow him or not, Puppeteer said coldly, "Don't follow me."
Lin Sanjiu stopped.
"I was on the second floor, and you were on the first floor. Both floors looked exactly the same, including the staircase. That's because the Dolls' House has a third floor and a basement. " As Puppeteer spoke, he had already reached the living room of the Dolls' House. He only needed to stretch out his hand, and he would be able to reach the wall. The two children, still in their original forms, turned their heads towards him in a stupefied manner.
"I also realized that we were separated … So, we were placed on two floors from the very beginning?" Lin Sanjiu said softly, "No wonder I didn't feel the shaking when the Pocket Dimension moved us … So, I ruled out the possibility of changing people in the middle …"
When she finished her sentence, she almost burst out laughing.
The Pocket Dimension was so short that they did not want to give anyone the chance to discover their scheme. They realized it too late. Only when Puppeteer was the one who entered the dungeon with them did the last one or two seconds become the window of opportunity for them to escape from death.
Puppeteer raised one of his hands.
"What do you want?" Lin Sanjiu asked softly.
"It is not a Pocket Dimension." Without turning his head, he said softly, "It is a 'symbol' created by the Pocket Dimension. Since it is a 'symbol', I think we can erase it. "
* I've been panicking for the past two days. Did I write too much CP? It's OOC, why is everyone talking about CP … I even want to go back and fix it (mainly from Puppeteer's point of view). (Actually, I have already fixed it a little.)
* I have an important test early tomorrow morning. It shouldn't take long. If everything goes well, there will be an update when I come back early. If I can't come back early … Erm …
* I've been addicted to Korean cold noodles recently. I've gained 1kg.
* If you want to compare their intelligence, they are about the same.
(End of this chapter)
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