"July 15, 2010," buried alive "this quiet slowly surging emotions, not turbulent, but let people shudder, just like the diffuse cold air in general, at the beginning did not feel, goose bumps came out, followed by shivering, this can not help but use their hands to rub the skin, trying to warm up.
Edward could not help shivering.
Is it a nightmare? A nightmare full of torture? It's just the sound of breathing, but everything is so real that the heart begins to contract.
"Hoo... Hoo..." his breathing began to increase and lengthen, but it seemed to be blocked by something. In the dark, he could clearly feel that he was exerting himself all over the body, trying every means to make his breathing smooth, but it was so difficult. Then he began to cough violently, but even the cough was dull and difficult, That struggle spreads in every cell of the body.
When the cough subsided, he was short of breath. It seemed that he finally woke up from the nightmare, and then began to look around. The disordered breathing voice constantly changed its position on the left and right sides. It seemed that he was looking for something and looking at something, but all these actions were in vain. Absolutely nothing could be seen in the dark.
But at this time, the sound of breathing has become very sincere, and even can be heard faintly. With a trace of fear, after struggling with tight muscles, there is still nothing. The whole person heavily hit an object and made a dull sound.
This sound, as well as the accompanying pain, made him stop struggling. His breathing disappeared in an instant, as if he had been pinched by his throat.
Edward could not help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and the invisible fear swarmed in from all directions. The greatest fear of mankind always comes from the unknown, such as the fear of outer space, the future, ghosts and so on. In the infinite darkness, the emotion contained in the only breath magnifies the unknown to the limit, and his palm begins to wet.
Struggling, struggling violently, but after the breathing sound recovered again, the pounding sound was mixed with the chaotic and rapid breathing sound, which brought the general fear of despair. It seemed that no matter how hard we struggled, we could not get rid of the shackles, no matter how hard we tried, we could not tear the darkness. The smell of blood permeated in the breathing sound, and gradually spread.
"Drink." The sound of breathing stopped again, and then the sound of collision disappeared, leaving only the trivial sound of cloth friction, sometimes accompanied by the sound of unintentional collision with objects, the sense of cramp and pressure in the narrow space began to pass out, as if he was trapped in a space no more than his body, and the more and more urgent breathing showed the heat and rarity of the air, The frequency of heart pounding began to accelerate, and the adrenaline spewed out made the population dry.
What happened to him? What happened to him? What danger does he face? Countless unknown question marks came, almost suffocating Edward.
"Well." A dull cry came, and there was an imperceptible cry in the repressed voice. But in the twinkling of an eye, the fragility disappeared. Instead, he was determined and determined to survive. His breath became stable in the twinkling of an eye, but it was still heavy and turbid. You can hear that he was forcing himself to calm down, Even if life is on the line, we must calm down.
Among the friction sounds of cloth, there is a friction and collision sound of flint. It sounds like... It's like a lighter!
Is that a moment of calm so that he found the lighter? A glimmer of hope began to sprout from the bottom of his heart. If it was really a lighter, it would be good. Fire is the second life of human beings. After dispelling the darkness, at least he can determine his own situation, and then think of ways to save himself.
A lighter, please. It must be a lighter. Involuntarily praying, arises spontaneously in Edward's heart. I don't know from which moment, he immerses himself in it, and his mind begins to fluctuate with the change of breathing sound.
"Wipe, wipe." The sound of the lighter crashing came, but there was still no light in sight, "ah! Ah The cry for help at the throat was pounding dully, as if it couldn't even shout out. The extreme repression wrapped all the gunpowder in it, and tried to explode, but stifled it.
The surge of emotion came through the endless darkness. Adriana felt that she was about to be out of breath and her heart was about to burst. The sense of suffocation choked her throat. Before she reacted, tears filled her eyes. She didn't even know what the warmth represented, sympathy? fear? alarmed? Or something else? She could not help biting her lower lip to avoid shouting, but her desperate hands grabbed her ankles, which almost made her scream.
"Ah The rapid breathing is more and more heavy, more and more loud. It sounds like a mute shouting. The dull sound is mixed with it, and it is even more frightening, "wipe!" A flash of fire suddenly lit up, but it was fleeting. Even so, all of us tightened our muscles, stood up straight, and leaned forward eagerly and eagerly. That little hope was growing vigorously.
"Wipe! Wipe it The friction sound of lighter became louder and louder, the light flickered and dimmed, the rope of hope began to straighten after all, a touch of dark yellow fire lit up, the darkness began to retreat like the tide, but still did not leave completely, surrounded by the weak flame, covetous.
Under the fire light, you can see a quarter of your cheek and only one eye. The dark brown eye is scanning around in a panic. The fear, loss, doubt, pain and panic from the fundus of the eye are mixed together. With the rapid and hot breathing, it continues to heat up.
Suddenly, the breath stopped, the pupil burst open, as if you can clearly see despair blooming like fireworks, the whole world collapsed, and space and time solidified instantly - the small world projected by the fire is a closed wooden coffin, hope just lit, and then it was extinguished.