Two years after my brother disappeared, I got a text from my brother.
There’s only one thing in the text:
Don’t go up that stairs.
I was shocked and confused.
Because there are no stairs in our house!
I stopped when I was going out to the police station to text this to the police.
There’s a stairwell in my living room.
01
My brother disappeared two years ago.
Until tonight, I received text messages from my two-year missing brother:
Don’t go up that stairs at home.
I was shocked and confused.
Because my family has always been one of the usual stairwells, not a leap, and there are no stairs.
I called my brother. I want to know where he went in the last two years.
Now that you’re alive, why don’t you go home?
I had so many questions to ask my brother, but the phone was never heard.
After he sent this text, he disappeared.
My parents rarely stay home at night, and they barely care about me and my brother when they grow up.
When I was a child, my father used to beat me and my brother, and I remember the most serious time, when my brother broke his hand to protect me.
He who endured the pain and stood not in my sight.
After my brother disappeared, I went crazy to find him.
Parents don’t care about their brothers, they don’t even go to the police.
I stopped when I was going out to the police station to text this to the police.
There’s a stairwell in my living room.
This dark red stairwell goes straight to the dark, and I can’t see what’s on it.
At this point, my cell phone vibrates like crazy, all from my brother:
Don’t go up there!
Don’t go up there!
This stairs give me a creepy feeling.
Every cell in my body is screaming. I can’t go up there.
But at this point, I saw a doll roll down the stairs.
Bear rolls straight up to my feet, and the black eye looks right at me.
My heart beats fast.
I know this doll very well.
It’s a birthday present I made for my brother.
After my brother disappeared, the doll disappeared.
I shivered and picked up this bear doll.
Suddenly, I saw something inside the belly of a doll.
I touched it with my hands…
It’s a note:
Peach, help me. Get up the stairs. I’m stuck up there.
I’m familiar with the writing on the note.
It’s brother’s handwriting.
But at the same time, my cell phone vibrated wildly.
I got dozens of text messages from my brother.
Don’t go up there!
Don’t go up that stairs!
In the meantime, I stopped.
Should I believe the note or the text?
But one thing that can be confirmed is that there’s a good chance that my brother is above the stairs.
I hesitated to take the first step.
I’m gonna find my brother.
At this moment, my heart beats to the fastest.
Section I,
Section II,
I went step by step to the stairs and finally to the last steps.
Now, my pupils are shrunk.
Because I have in front of me the exact same configuration as my own.
In the same living room, I had half of the apples left at the table.
For a moment, I thought the stairs were just my illusion.
I turned my head. This dark red stairwell has disappeared, as if it never existed.
Is it really my illusion?
As I eased down, the parents’ door opened.
Mothers who were supposed to work overtime came out of the room.
She came out with yawns in her pajamas, and she saw me standing there with my knuckles.
“Ginger, what are you doing standing here in the middle of the night? I’m sorry.
My mother looked at me in her pyjamas.
I’m busy explaining I didn’t.
I was just going to ask my mother how she was at home, and a chill went straight through my head from my soles.
Something’s wrong!
A strong feeling of discomfort makes me cold.
I looked at my mother’s face.
I finally found out why I felt wrong.
Mother’s face is the opposite.
To be precise, the right and right faces are the opposite.
The mother had a visible mole on her left face, but now it’s in the right face.
I realized something creepy.
I may not be in the old house.
02
It’s not all my illusions.
My father came out of the room.
When he saw his face, my heart sank.
His right and right face is the opposite.
The father’s two eyes were always special, left eyelids, and right eyelids.
But now he’s turned right eyelids, left eyelids.
They’re not my original parents.
When I realized that, I wanted to hide in my room.
But my hand was caught by my mother.
“Don’t go. I need to ask you something. Did you steal my money? I’m sorry.
My mother looked at me like she looked so pale.
I look down and I take a breath of air.
Have you ever seen a man with a hand and a back?
The mother ‘ s hands were on top of it, and her hands were soared with five fingernails with fresh red nail polish.
Her fingernails were very long and very sharp.
“Why are you staring at Mom’s hand? Is something wrong? “The mother’s face is getting closer.
My heart’s about to snap out of my throat.
“Mom, it’s okay. You got a pretty hand. I have a hard and ugly smile.
Mother wasn’t happy because of what I said, “You little bitch, don’t change the subject. I’m sorry.
I’ve heard the word “baby” since I was a kid.
Even my best friend didn’t believe a mother could call her daughter that.
But she is.
I was not allowed to keep my hair long, I was not allowed to wear a dress, and everything that would make me beautiful was brutally rejected.
Two days ago, I did take my mother’s money because I had to pay for this semester’s tuition.
I begged my mother to give me a hundred, but she refused.
I had to steal this hundred bucks.
“Well, you little bitch, you learn to steal now, right? “The mother’s too small a pupil has a fierce look in her eyes.
“It’s been a long time since I hit you. You don’t remember the pain. I’m sorry.
Father stood in front of me, and his mouth opened.
I snuck my father’s hand in the eye.
This eye makes me even more creepy.
Father’s hands and backs are also very long.
But what scares me most is that I saw my father go to the kitchen and take out a machete half my arm.
For a moment, I was in cold hell.
The machete is rusty and covered with dark red stains.
Before he was ten, my father used this machete to scare me and my brother.
Even once, he cut my arm with machetes.
Until this knife can no longer be used, it disappears from my house.
But now it’s here again.
And We turned back in fear, seeking forgiveness from the people, while we were conscious: “I am sorry, I did not mean to do this. Father, do not do this.” I’m sorry.
In addition to rust, the machete has a bit of a spot of dry, unknown blood on it from humans or animals.
My heart beats like crazy, and at this point I heard my brother’s voice coming out of my room.
“Ginger, come here! I’m sorry.
I ran into my own bedroom.
After closing the door, I locked the door immediately.
Brother? I’m crying with my cry.
It’s just like my room.
I wrote half the papers tonight and put them quietly on the desk.
The clock on the wall was supposed to be broken and it stayed at 10 o’clock.
But there is no brother in the room.
I leaned against the door and slipped softly.
Fear of the unknown squeezed my heart.
Brother, where the hell are you?
Suddenly I saw a white piece of paper on the bed.
I took the paper up.
Two words appeared on the note:
“Ginger. I’m sorry.
03
It’s brother’s handwriting.
I’m excited.
“Brother, where the hell are you? * I’m suffocating the excitement and shouting *
But nobody answered me.
There’s another line on the paper:
“Ginger, there are countless parallel hours of time on the stairs, and we are not in a single space, but there is an overlap of time for each space, but each time does not exceed five minutes, and I have little time to speak. I’m sorry.
“Although I have tried hard to stop it, it has managed to deceive you, and you must remember what I said to you. I’m sorry.
“It took me two years to come up with a code of parallel time and space. I’m sorry.
Try not to offend your parents, or they will punish you.
Don’t try to open the window. It’ll disturb the neighbors.
The toilet is a safe place, you can hide in any danger, like when we were kids, but remember, the lamp in the toilet is yellow.
While the toilet is safe, don’t stay in it for more than 15 minutes.
Don’t look under the bed, hold your breath if you see it.
If you find your parents in red pajamas, hide in the bathroom.
You can get out of this house through the door, but remember, there’s no elevator in our building four, and if you see it, don’t come in.
Remember, there are no cats in the neighborhood. If you see cats, don’t trust cats.
[…reverse]
The last rule is very hasty, with heavy ink on it, and I can only see one word.
There are many strange rules on paper that I can’t understand at all.
I even took a pen out of my bed and wrote it on paper.
“Did you live in parallel time for two years? I’m sorry.
A line of words quickly appeared on the white paper:
“Yes, six hours is the only chance you can take, or I don’t even know when the stairs will appear again. I’m sorry.
The handwriting of the last sentence became very gruesome.
“Ginger, always remember, brother loves you, you must escape…”
The writings on the white paper have stopped and even the last “go” pen is not finished.
I know, the overlap of time and space is over.
Time on the phone shows it’s now 23 o’clock.
In other words, the stairs will appear again at 5 a.m.
I looked unconsciously under the bed.
It’s dark under the bed, and it seems to be hiding something terrible.
I immediately withdrew my sight.
I took a deep breath and once again read this important code and stuffed it in my pocket.
That’s when the door was ringing.
“Chonnie, your dad’s pissed off right now, and I’m telling you to come out and get your dad. The mother’s sharp voice is ringing.
Her tone is full of strange excitement.
I bite my lips and my body trembles because of fear.
“Damn bitch! Come on out!
The door swayed hard, with huge knocks.
I took a deep breath, and I went into the nest quickly.
“Ginger, I’ll say it for the last time. I want you to take the initiative. I’m sorry.
The father ‘ s voice reached its extremes, with an undisguised bitterness and malice.
I kept my mouth shut and didn’t let myself cry of fear.
Finally, there’s a silence outside.
04
Did they give up?
And when I was relieved, my father’s voice was squeaky–
“Daddy saw you pretending to be asleep. I’m sorry.
I’m shaking my head out.
Their shadow was cast on the ground through the door, very narrow.
I looked at their shadows and suddenly felt very strange.
Because the shadow I saw was their legs.
If it’s normal, the top of the shadow should be the head.
But I see two legs.
At this moment, my blood seems to be coagulated in an instant.
They’re standing upside down.
So they can see my every move.
I was shaking down.
I saw two eyes under the door.
Just staring at me.
At this moment, I was very nervous.
But I have to stay calm.
I picked up my phone on the ground, “How did it fall on the ground?” I’m sorry.
My hands are shaking in an uncontrollable state.
Because the light on my eyebrow is still staring at me.
Watch me dead.
And then I heard the key in the lock.
My heart speaks of my voice.
Next second, the door opens.
Parents stand outside the door and smile at me.
Their smiles are very strange.
They were laughing, but their eyes were not even radical.
Their heads turned 45 degrees, and they smiled at me.
A dangerous hunch tells me I’m leaving right now.
But I’m a little late.
Mother’s skinny hands grabbed my hair.
She looked at me with her eyes, too dark and small.
“When did your hair grow so long?” I’m sorry.
My scalp is in pain.
Mother’s strong as if she’s gonna pull my whole hair off.
They forced me to kneel down.
The rusty machete, on my neck.
“Ginger, Dad has said that a child who disobeys is punished. “Father’s narrow eyes are staring at me, and the smile of his mouth is almost to the back of his ear.
For a moment, the fear of death hardened me.
In a hurry, I cried out, “Brother is coming! I’m sorry.
I heard a bang.
The parents’ heads turned 180 degrees.
I can hear creepy broken skulls.
At this moment, I ran to the toilet.
The toilet light was on and covered with red gills.
The toilet is the only safe place, just like when we were kids. They didn’t know we were hiding in the bathroom.
Remember, the toilet lights are yellow.
Wait, yellow?
I stuck my hand in the air.
There’s a red light in the sandshield glass.
“Chonnie, are you going to hide in the bathroom again as a child? I’m sorry.
Father’s voice came from behind me.
He came to me slowly, with a chilling smile on his face.
I feel something wrong.
He didn’t come at me like he did before.
And it’s like waiting for something.
If the toilet is really safe at this point, he’ll do everything he can to stop me from going in.
Unless the red-lit toilet is unsafe.
But I have to divert his sight.
My hands are on the doorknob of the toilet, slowly turning down.
I saw my father smiling more and more.
As soon as I was about to open the door, I quickly ran towards the door, opening it as quickly as possible and running out.
And for a moment, when the gate was closed, We saw father’s bitter and obstinate face.
I was relieved long and long.
That means he can’t come out for now.
There’s a code on the white paper my brother gave me:
If you leave home, parents can’t keep up.
But I couldn’t relax.
What I’m looking at is my familiar, narrow building.
The wall is covered with the same dog-skin-painted ad paper as in the middle of reality.
Even that cat-seeking revelation hangs on the wall.
The incandescent lamps on the top of their heads are clearly ageing, with a flashing electric sound.
It’s too quiet in the hall.
It used to be very soundproof.
Every time I come back from school, I can hear mahjong’s voice, a couple’s quarrel, a TV sound and a child’s cry.
But now there’s an average silence in the hall.
I can only hear my own thunderous heartbeat.
05
Suddenly, there were footsteps in the hall.
It’s right around the corner right before me.
But there was no projection.
It’s like my throat is stuck in something. It hurts.
The footsteps were ringing as if many were walking in haste.
My ears sound like whispering.
There seems to be a lot of people talking.
But I don’t know who I am.
“Ginger. I’m sorry.
“Ginger. I’m sorry.
Someone keeps shouting my name.
Light, totally strange sounds.
I bite tight.
If you hear someone calling your name in the hall, don’t answer, don’t look back.
It’s coming from behind me.
But I know that my family lives at the end of the hall.
In other words, behind me is a wall.
There can be no one there.
06
I’m running straight ahead.
Since when is the building so long?
The stairwell that was supposed to be one minute away, and now I’m almost 10 minutes away.
And I speeded my feet, and my forehead was full of thin sweat.
And that’s when I heard the squeak.
The door on my side opened.
The door is marked 1407.
It’s a middle-aged man who lives in 1407.
I remember he lived here since I was a kid.
I escaped when my father used to beat me violently while my brother was away.
Then I consciously called on my neighbors, and I beat the 1407’s door, begging him to help me and let me in.
He did open the door.
But he didn’t let me in.
Instead, I stood behind the door smiling and watched my father drag me away.
Until he died last year from illness.
It’s the nightmare that’s gone from my memory.
My heart is beating so fast.
Reason tells me I’m leaving now.
But my feet became very stiff.
The door of 1407 is covered in black.
Dark as a black hole.
A dry, white hand came out of the dark and put it on the door.
That hand was full of brown spots.
I know this hand very well.
But that man died last year.
He died of gas poisoning.
When the man’s body was shipped out, I saw it.
I’ll never forget his blue face and his swollen eyes.
Chonnie, run!
I screamed in my heart.
But my feet are as if they had been set.
Fear keeps me from moving.
In the dark, a face slowly comes out.
I’m shivering all over.
The face of the dead and the eyeballs of the drums.
Men opened their mouths and smiled at me.
As in the afternoon of that day, he opened the door and laughed and watched me being dragged away by my father.
Screamed in the throat.
The man made a strange noise.
“Now, do you want to come in?”
I shook my head.
And then I heard the sound of the door coming from behind.
“Ginger, little bitch!”
My father’s rude voice started from behind me.
My heart sunk.
The rule simply states that they cannot come out for the time being.
But now he can come out.
“Chéné, you’re incompetent. Daddy wants to punish you. I’m sorry.
The father’s voice was very exciting.
“Now you can come in. I’m sorry.
And the man standing behind the door showed me an exaggerated, stiff smile.
It’s as if everything went back to that 13-year-old afternoon.
The kind of towed fear that wraps me all over again.
Tears fell unconsciously down my face.
That’s when I heard my brother’s voice.
“Ginger, go ahead. I’m sorry.
It’s like breaking through a dark light.
I feel my feet moving.
07
I ran like hell.
The time on the phone shows two hours.
Two hours before the stairs appear again.
But it seemed like there was no end to it, and I couldn’t find the stairs even if I tried my best.
Despair once again over my heart.
The father’s footsteps were fast.
“Ginger, after I get you, I’m gonna kill you this bitch. I’m sorry.
The sound is getting closer.
Suddenly, I heard the wheel moving.
A strange and familiar smell of disinfectant water went into my nose.
I suddenly saw a bright light.
But the light soon disappeared.
The building was once again darkened.
Suddenly, a door on my side opened repeatedly.
A pale face came out of the dark and looked at me faceless.
When I thought I’d end up like the 13th afternoon…
I heard a cat bark in front of me.
An orange cat appeared in front of my eyes.
I was shocked to see this cat.
It’s too much like the orange cat I remember.
When I was 12, my brother and I secretly brought home an injured stray orange cat.
It’s family.
I hid it in the room.
Because our parents don’t come home at night, we’ve been raising them for months without being found.
I called it Orange.
Orange’s family.
But that day, my father got drunk back.
Every time my father gets drunk, me and my brother hide.
Otherwise it would be a beating.
But he found little orange.
Even my brother and I tried to stop him and beg his father.
But in front of us, he grabbed Orange’s neck and threw it from upstairs.
Orange’s body twitched a few times on the ground.
I ran down the stairs screaming and crying to get Orange to the hospital.
But it’s late.
Orange licked my hand with the last force.
I haven’t picked up any stray animals since.
Because I know that if I save it because of a moment of love, what awaits it is nothing but death.
But now, Orange is in front of me.
It came to me, rubbing my hand and screaming at me.
Orange seems to be guiding me.
Don’t believe in cats.
This rule on paper gives me a frown.
Orange saw me standing there and said something to me.
The closer I saw my father’s footsteps, the closer I bit my teeth, the closer I was to Orange.
I followed Orange along.
I don’t know why, there’s little orange in it, and I’m as if I’m full of power.
All the white faces around you have shrunk back.
The darkness in the building is also dispersing.
Finally, I saw the stairs down.
As I was rushing down the stairs, one hand grabbed me in the neck.
“Ginger, where are you going? I’m sorry.
My father’s dim voice came from behind me.
The feeling of despair and cold came back.
But the next moment,
Orange high up.
Father screamed and let me go.
Take this opportunity and I’ll pick up Orange as fast as I can and run downstairs.
Finally, I came down to the next floor.
Little Orange lies quietly in my arms.
I came to the 5th floor.
And there’s one hour left before the stairs appear.
I have to come to the 1st floor in this hour.
5 The hallway of the building continues to shine with dark lights.
At this point, I heard once again the footsteps of chaos.
And people whisper.
08
But this time, I’m holding a little orange and I’m not afraid like before.
But that cold feeling came back.
This time, I came to the stairs to the next level.
But it wasn’t the stairs.
It’s an elevator.
The button next to the button stays on the negative 10 floor.
But Building 4 has no negative 10 floors at all.
All of a sudden, the number of layers on the screen went up crazy.
Soon I heard the sound of elevator operations.
Ding, the elevator came to the 5th floor.
A strong sense of fear rises in my heart.
No elevators, no elevators, no elevators.
But there’s no way down here except for elevators.
The door opened.
I took a step back with orange.
A man in white clothes, wearing a white mask, with only a dark eye, stood in the elevator.
His pupils were too dark to look straight at me.
“Ginger, come in.”
His voice is extremely strange and mute.
I took two steps back and shook my head.
All of a sudden, Orange jumped off my hand and ran into the elevator.
“Orange!”
“Orange, come out!”
I cried out in a hurry.
But Orange was in the elevator this time, and he didn’t come out of the elevator as I could.
Time’s running out, Chon. “The white people are talking again.
That’s when my brother’s voice appeared in my ear.
“Chype… some… I’m sorry.
My brother’s voice became intermittent, and I heard only a few words.
On the contrary?
What’s your point?
At this moment, I am a bulwark.
Countless pieces are like a web in my head.
Mother and father face are the opposite.
Their hands and their backs are the opposite.
The last rule on the line of white paper, covered by ink, has only the word “reverse”.
Does brother want to tell me that some rules are the opposite?
I immediately took out the white paper.
Turn over to the back.
On the back, a line of hasty ink is slowly appearing.
Get in the elevator! Some rules are the opposite! It was written to confuse you! _Other Organiser
Orange’s screaming, seems anxious.
“Ginger, the elevator door is closing. “The white man has a little regret in his eyes.
The elevator doors are starting to close slowly.
At this moment, I quickly entered the elevator.
I was breathing on the wall.
The elevator door closed completely in front of me.
Elevators keep falling.
Suddenly, I felt like my hand was caught by something.
That felt very warm, very like brother’s hand.
I see a vague outline in front of me.
That profile looks like a brother.
The time on the phone showed 10 minutes before the stairs appeared.
It’s a tinkle.
First floor.
I finally got to the first floor.
I picked up little oranges and I was nervously waiting for the stairs.
Five minutes.
All of a sudden, my mother’s squeals were ringing behind me.
“Ginger! Where are you going? I’m sorry.
I was shaking around my head.
Mother’s pale face was behind me.
Her eyes were blown up by excessive force.
Thin arms grab my shoulder and fingernails fall deep inside my skin.
I feel the pain.
My mother was breathing and black pupils looked at me.
“You are my life and I have the right to deal with your life and death! I’m sorry.
She dragged me back hard.
I struggled madly.
At this point, I saw the dark red stairs behind me.
It’s time to go back.
I struggled harder.
But the mother is strong.
She had a weird smile on her face.
“Ginger, you can’t go. I can’t go without my mother. All of a sudden, the gruesome power of my chains is loose.
Mother was pushed to the ground.
I heard your brother’s voice.
He said, “I am your child, but we are all independent individuals.” I’m sorry.
“We will never be under your control again. You don’t deserve to be a mother. I’m sorry.
At this point in the stairs, all the time overlaps.
I saw countless shadows coming behind my mother.
These shadows are all screaming at us.
“I won’t let you go. You are my children, mine! “Mother shouts crazy, and comes at me.
But the next moment, she was pushed hard and down.
I know it’s brother.
“Ginger, go!”
The stairwell is slowly disappearing.
Orange’s bark has become anxious and sharp.
I looked back in tears and ran back to the stairs without turning back.
The last second the stairs disappeared, I stepped on it.
09
I feel the bright light.
Looks like someone’s pulling my eyelids off.
Doctor, the patient is awake! I’m sorry.
I heard people talking with excitement.
There were messy footsteps around and many people spoke.
Sounds like I heard whispering in the hallway.
“Chonnie!”
Someone’s calling me.
“Ginger, can you hear me?”
That sounds familiar.
I heard it in the hall.
“The operation was very successful, Chénée, you’re strong. I’m sorry.
I feel like I’m being carried on a stretcher and pushed out.
I smell disinfectant.
That’s what I smell in the hallway.
A lot of people pushed me to the room.
I saw a white face with no anger.
It’s the one I saw in the hallway, the face hidden inside the door.
But at this moment, their eyes are full of joy.
“Ginger, good boy. Your surgery was successful. I’m sorry.
This sound is familiar.
He was wearing a mask and he showed his eyes.
I looked at him.
It’s the man in the elevator.
At this moment, countless memories are pouring into my brain.
I grabbed the doctor’s hand and asked, “Where’s my brother?” I’m sorry.
“Your brother is still in surgery. I’m sorry.
I cried hard to control.
I know, brother may not come out.
I remember everything I forgot.
10
My brother’s not missing.
A week ago, my father was drunk and came home.
How much did he lose?
I didn’t want to mess with him.
But I need 50 bucks for the bus fare.
I hesitated to come to my father and begged him to give me $50.
My father was staring at me, and he was breathing, and he was staring in my eyes, and I was scared.
The stick was drawn on me.
One at a time.
I’m in pain and I’m begging him to leave me alone.
But he didn’t. His eyes were glacially red.
The door is open.
I seem to have caught a little hope and looked at the door.
But the light soon went out.
It’s Mother at the door.
As if she had not seen the blood on the ground, nor heard my crying, she said, “Don’t shoot, watch out. I’m sorry.
The strength of the father did not diminish at all.
He drank, lost money, needed a leak.
And I’m the one with the leak.
Finally, I waited for my brother back from school.
A brother two years older than me has become a young man.
He saw me dying, like he was crazy to his father.
They quickly beat each other together.
But my brother’s strength is still strong against my father.
He fell in blood soon.
I saw the police before I lost consciousness.
My brother and I were carried on the stretcher.
Eleven.
“Ginger, your brother’s surgery was a success. You’re all lucky. I’m sorry.
The doctor laughed at me.
I couldn’t stop crying.
I don’t know how my brother got out.
He did everything he could to stop my mother.
Our bodies recover quickly.
Three days later in the afternoon,
My brother and I took a walk in the hospital.
We’ll be out in three days.
Brother, hold my hand.
“How the hell did you get out, brother? I was curious.
“It’s Little Orange. I’m sorry.
“Oxy has dragged Mother, and I followed you up the stairs the last second before the stairs disappeared. I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry to hear that.
That’s when I heard a cat bark.
An orange cat came to me and my brother and jumped on our legs.
12 Doctor ‘ s perspective:
In my 40-year medical phase, I have come across a very strange case.
As a young psychologist, I encounter young people with different mental disorders every day.
But most shocking to me is the recent case of a brother and sister.
They have been subjected to serious domestic violence and abuse by their parents for a long time, and even to serious injuries inflicted by their fathers before they were rescued.
Their parents are in prison for this.
I was invited by welfare organizations to the hospital to provide them with psychological counselling.
I’ve seen a lot of children who have been subjected to parental abuse, domestic violence, cold violence or pua for a long time.
They have more or less psychological problems.
But the brothers and sisters had no psychological problems.
They told me a wonderful story.
I didn’t believe it, but I wrote it down.
When I got back to the treatment room, I analyzed the story.
At that moment, my heart rose a chill.
I found that the experiences of parallel spaces described by Chénée coincided highly with the reality of her coma.
The clock on the wall stays at ten.
The time the ginger is taken to hospital is exactly 10:00.
If she had invented the story, she would have been in a deep coma and had no way of knowing the time.
I lighted a cigarette and shivered to keep watching the story.
The smell of disinfectant in that world is the smell of hospital.
She hears the sound of disarray and whispering, the sound of doctors and nurses.
Choné senses a sting, and the doctor removes her eyes from the examination.
She heard her name, and that’s what the doctor was calling her.
The white face of the neighbor in the building was a patient in the intensive ward.
I took a deep breath and my back was wet by cold sweat.
The toilet is safe because the parents hide in the toilet when the parental abuse of the ginger is experienced.
The man she met in the elevator was the doctor who gave her surgery.
I’m not sure if Chon-Cheung believed the lies of that rule and missed the time to get into the elevator,
So she really survived?
This case is really weird, so I dropped a lot of details in my analysis of the students.
I only told them it was a reflection of the heart of ginger.
Parents become monsters because they are monsters in the heart of ginger.
After class, someone called me.
“Professor Seo. I’m sorry.
I turn my head, it’s ginger.
Chonnie held an orange cat in his hand and laughed at me.
We had a brief chat.
Turns out his brother’s goal is this university I teach this year.
“The brother says he’s going to be a student of Professor Seo and help more people like us later. I’m sorry.
The eyes of the ginger are bent and the light is tender. Record number: YX11oRrxpXW
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
