Chapter 258: Wake Up
Something went wrong in Lu Zang’s careful plan. Someone added something he didn’t know in his plan.
“Someone killed you inside the tunnel?!” Lu Zang’s smile slowly disappeared, “It’s not me who killed you. Due to fate’s limitations, I can’t leave the shadow world. At most, I can appear at places where the two worlds overlap the most.”
“Doesn’t the tunnel count as a location where the two worlds overlap?” Gao Ming didn’t trust Lu Zang. Honestly, he still hadn’t grasped what the man said. Lu Zang shook his head. He didn’t explain everything but grumbled, “It is a location set between three different sets of rules. If the dream is a giant bubble, then it is a crack that exists on the bubble.”
“Once a bubble has a crack, it will burst. What kind of analogy is that?”
“That is what fate believes, too. That is why it hasn’t discovered the tunnel...” Lu Zang’s voice overlapped with the voice from the speakers. “However, I can promise you that I have no malice towards you, and I will not kill you. I swear to protect everyone who can become fate’s loopholes.”
“That sounds like what a movie villain would say.” Gao Ming didn’t think someone would resist fate without reason. He didn’t reach the stage he was at because it had been planned but because of himself. Fate couldn’t fully control Gao Ming’s destiny, much less Lu Zang. The accident inside the tunnel was the best example.
“I need to figure out what happened inside that tunnel. Other than myself, dirty things from other cities might have entered the tunnel on that rainy night ten years ago.” Lu Zang proffered a possibility.
“Other cities?”
Gao Ming didn’t speak. He was there to witness the performance.
The walls around Gao Ming started to melt. His past in the tiles ran down the distance on his own. Just as Gao Ming wanted to chase after his reflection, a strong vertigo assaulted him.
Gao Ming’s eyes flew open. He realised he was still sitting in the chair in the corner of the psychiatry counselling room. The bookshelf next to him was about to fall. The books made from human skin were scattered all around him. The ghostly shadow on the screen wailed.
A bloody face stuck to the window of the door. The bloody eyes stared at Gao Ming. Everything around him kept mutating.
“What are you looking at?” Gao Ming stood up from the chair. His shadow was like dirty clothes dripping on the back of the chair. His earlier experience was like a dream, but the dream was so real.
“I was indeed trapped inside a dream. In that case, the Han Hai we live in might really be a dream.” Gao Ming was shaken, “But in that dream, the broadcast and my shadow are all loopholes...” Gao Ming stared at the monster at the window. “Based on what Lu Zang said, these monsters should be dream’s loopholes in real life.”
The concept that reality was a dream was too crazy. It started to influence Gao Ming. In the past, he might care about others and be shackled by things like morality. However, he seemed to have broken through another shackle.
“I need to change fate’s script, help those who should die to survive, and send all the lunatics having fun during the tragedy to hell.”
The window cracked. The ghost face forced itself into the ward when Gao Ming’s worldview was shattered.
Gao Ming showed no trace of fear in his eyes. He walked towards the ghost like it was his dance companion.