Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

"What do you mean there's no hole in it?"

"Literally." Kraft touched the white rock wall in confusion. They were indeed standing in a tunnel that was two people wide and high. Logically speaking, the difference between this in the current world would not be too big.

“It’s all earth and rocks, there’s no space at all.”

When he tried to float up, the rock occupied every inch of space in the corresponding position in the world. The solid and integrated rock refused to transfer to another level in the simplest and most decisive way.

Kraft was reluctant to add another unsolved human fossil mystery to the future for third-rate publications to write about.

"So, originally there should be an identical cave 'above'. Wait, why do I say 'above'?"

"It's just a title. You can call our place of daily life "outside the mirror" as you like. Did you feel the falling sensation when you came here? If that were a real distance, we would be no better than mixed in a stone salad. How many."

This is not difficult to understand. Combined with the inappropriate metaphor before, William roughly understood what he meant, "You are saying that the 'outside of the mirror' has not had the same hole as the 'inside' of the mirror, so it still cannot lead us." go back?"

"Actually, it's okay, as long as you don't mind getting stuck in the middle of rocks like a frozen fish in the ice." Craft corrected William's point of view, saying that it was not his personal technical problem. But the result is exactly the same, they cannot return to the present world here.

"In addition, it seems that the metaphor of the mirror is not so appropriate now." Kraft held up the fire and looked at it for a week. "I think you can think of them as two pieces of paper. When you write on the top, the same writing will be pressed to the lower layer. Just writing on the bottom page won’t have much impact on the top.”

"Doesn't that mean..." William's palms were sweating, and he didn't dare to say that possibility.

"Yes, I'm afraid that thing is also active here." Kraft nodded to confirm his unspoken thoughts.

If you think a little divergently, it's easy to think of the key points. If these caves are writings, since there are writings that only appear on the lower level, it must mean that there are also caves on this level.

The threat of being mixed with dirt and rocks is never far away.

It's not a good idea to stay where you are. You have to keep moving if you don't want the thing that replaces the face to catch up.

"Let's go, maybe we can just walk a little further?" His knees were sore, like a rotating machine without lubrication, so sluggish that it felt like it was about to make a creaking sound in the next second.

The pursued realize that they need to keep going, rather than wait for the faces to catch up with them again.

They would emit the same long trumpet-like cry as Old Goli, attracting cave builders and crushing anything that protruded from the cave walls.

The reason why he didn't do this right away was that he had reason to guess that human fragments were not what they wanted.

Those sharp, barbed, shadowy limbs might be good at peeling faces off skulls, but they are not so dexterous as to pick out slimy objects from the rubble and then patiently complete the jigsaw puzzle.

In order not to choose one of the two endings, the captain, who lacked exercise, decided to make up for the lack of exercise in previous years today.

The footsteps and the light of the fire entwined the figure, and William felt that he was not relaxed as he was temporarily out of danger, but his spirit became more and more tense as he walked. He needed to talk and express, to share some of the heaviness accumulated in his endless walks.

"I feel like... we're in the ocean."

The words themselves were like floating objects rising from the sea. Kraft didn't know where they came from, nor did he understand their meaning, but he noticed the trembling in William's voice, "Why do you say that?"

"No, it's much worse. It would be a good thing if I could get back to sea."

For sailors, it is perfectly normal to believe that things exist beyond "ordinary" cognition. However, what they see and hear at this time is not like what the human mind can bear, and it subverts previous views.

His parents first took him on board a ship when he was eleven years old, and from that moment on he considered himself fighting the most vast and unpredictable terrain in the world.

The only corner of the ocean that can be explored today is several times larger than the combined territory of the king and nobles. North and the continental countries across the strait are not even close to the distance from the Haituli in his hands to the ice sheet by downwind.

Depths that cannot be reached by ship anchors, treacherous weather, countless rumors wandering on the route and in the blank spaces, are full of unknowns and challenges, and even the best divers can only understand the surface part of it.

People who suffer from hysteria at sea will often have similar symptoms. They will have unavoidable fear of the unknown bottom and distant horizon, imagine the existence of huge creatures, and regard the changes in shadows as the silhouette of giant objects, or even worse. I don’t want to set foot on the sea again in this life.

The fathers, seeing this as a shameful exit, had seized wealth on the sea and passed their disdain to William along with their gold coins.

The second owner of the ship laughed at those people and did not understand their thoughts. Until today, he discovered another kind of "ocean".

It is so vast and so deep that the ocean is just a handful of water held up by it.

Its waves can reach thousands of feet, and tall people need several months of climbing to reach the top of the waves. Its width is immeasurable. The flat areas have provided habitat for the ethnic group for thousands of years, and they have built cities and towns that are as large as moss but they think they are huge.

Similarly, people usually only act on its surface, rarely go deep below the surface, and become accustomed to it. What's even more terrifying is that no one has ever touched its bottom, unlike the ocean where there is always a shallow place to anchor.

Another kind of "ocean" is ignored simply because the human body cannot swim or dive in it.

He witnessed that kind of thing, that kind of thing that could swim in the depths of the earth, seeing the earth as the "earth sea", like the legendary giant eight-legged giant wandering in the deep sea. The Face Snatcher moved in its path like a school of fish following a predator eating scraps.

There are countless such caves in the southern hills, of different sizes, scattered everywhere, and many of them can accommodate houses.

The horrifying fact caused a fundamental change in his perspective. The thick ground no longer made the weather-beaten captain feel safe, and he realized that days walking on the ground were more dangerous than days on the sea.

The two flipped, and he went from the safety of the water to the incomprehensible and infinitely deep realm of earth and rock. Every step accumulated pressure and fear, just like those who are afraid of the ocean and spend the whole day in panic on the boat, falling into hysterical torture.

If he could, he would rather stay on the water forever and never step ashore again. At least he had never seen such a creature in the water.

"I never thought about such a thing, land is a dangerous sea."

"Huh?" Kraft couldn't figure out the confusing words about land and sea. "I don't quite understand what you are talking about, but I strongly suggest you not to continue thinking about it, because things are getting into trouble."

The cave had changed, indeed narrowing and twisting like the walls of an intestine.

The rock has been given a "flexible" shape, bulging up like a pustule and occupying the space inside the cave. It is as if the body of the cave builder who was supposed to pass through here has gone to another space, while the other parts continue to pass through as usual.

In just a few dozen steps, the tunnel was completely sealed by rocks, and they reached the end.