Chapter 60 Chapter VII

On Monday night after the consecutive holidays, I finally sent the file of the completed manuscript to the editorial department. After handing in the manuscript, I felt exhausted, fell asleep, woke up the next morning and went for a walk, which had not been done in a long time.While walking, I subconsciously took out the keys in my coat pocket, and— I never pay attention to what kind of scenery I pass by when I walk, but now they jump into my eyes one by one.For example: I don’t know which big boss lives in a mansion, which encloses the back door under the tall wall of the mansion; For example: The gate of the old coffee shop that closed a few months ago and became very dirty; Another example: The front door of the shrine hall Fence gates or cash boxes; also, heavy decorative cabinet drawers in the windows of antique shops on the side of the main road; away from the residential area, at the foot of the mountain, the large iron gate at the entrance of the Q Pharmaceutical Factory Experimental Farm, which occupies a vast area...

I'm tempted to take out the keys in my pocket and insert them into the keyholes of those objects, even if the shape and size obviously don't match the keys in my pocket, I'm eager to try.I wondered inexplicably, would one of those keyholes fit the key in my hand?So... I tried my best to control those actions and delusions... ...that night. I had another terrible dream. I must have had the same dream before!When I woke up from a dream before, I couldn't remember the content of the dream at all, but this time it was different. The main character in the dream is me when I was a child.

It was about seven or eight years old, and I was only in the third grade of elementary school. I went to the house where my grandfather lived to play in my dream... I ran through the maze of dark corridors to the backyard of the house, with my right hand in the pocket of my shorts, and when my right hand emerged from the pocket, I was holding a key - from "Ancient Dreams" The old rusty key chipped out of a brick. A box-shaped building surrounded by dense vines was right in front of my eyes, and the black door of the building was tightly closed. I stood alone in front of the black door, and——

I reached out with my left hand, took hold of the rusty doorknob, and tried to insert the key in my right hand into the keyhole. The key fits the keyhole. I put my strength on the fingers holding the "head" of the key. Crackling, crackling, crackling... After turning the key, the keyhole made a heavy sound. At this moment, suddenly—— "Don't drive!" Grandpa's panicked voice came from behind me. "You can't open it! You can't open it!" However, it was too late for grandfather's deterrence. The key stuck in could no longer stop turning, and the metal sound of the door being unlocked was heard clearly in my ears.

"It can't be opened!" Grandpa yelled. "It can't be opened!" I looked away from my grandfather's contorted face, looked over the door again, and saw the door slowly opening, so—— So, I finally understood. As my grandfather warned: don't open that door, never open that door. "You can't drive it!" Grandpa continued to shout frantically: "No! You can't drive it! There will be irreversible things—" ……yes?Have I done "the irreparable"?I did... ah, I did terrible things. Regret is useless, the black door in front of him continues to open.

Open slowly. Slowly open it inside. The hand of "what" was sealed there... ... I woke up from my dream when the sharp and terrifying cry sounded.