第1章 苏醒

wake

Who is holding the piece?

Is this a dream...

Falin opened his eyes. This was like a dream, but not a dream. He could not feel the collision or the temperature. This place was very mysterious.

A firefly, a sofa, a fireplace, a small room, a red carpet, a spirit, a door...

Farin left the sofa. He had never been to this place before. Where was this? Occasionally, there was a clicking sound outside the door, not like footsteps, but more like pieces falling on a chessboard.

Falin looked at the decoration of the room. It was small and dark, but warm. The stove contributed a flickering light to the room. Not far from the sofa was a dark red desk and an old wooden chair. There was a small window, and the moonlight was faintly shining through the window.

At some point, the sound of chess pieces dropping outside stopped, and Farin nervously glanced at the door. After a moment, there was indeed no sound outside. Farin shifted his gaze elsewhere. The fireflies seemed to have frozen, suspended in the air, and the occasional flicker of fire in the stove had also stopped... It was as if time had stood still...

Only Farin was able to move. Farin pushed open the door and saw a large hall outside. In the center of the hall was a long table... There were many mist-like figures sitting beside the table.

He looked around and saw many doors on the wall. But he gradually realized something was wrong. The wall couldn't hold so many doors, yet there were so many doors. Blood was flowing from under some of the doors, and some were broken. Falin saw a sofa inside, and a woman was lying on the sofa. Her throat was cut, and she was lying there quietly. Behind each door was the same...

执子者谁？
这是梦吗…
法林睁开了眼，这很像梦，又不像是梦，他感知不到碰撞感知不到温度，这里很玄幻
一只萤火虫，​一个沙发，一个火炉，一个小房间，一袭红色的地毯，一个灵体，一扇门…
法林离开了沙发，这个地方他不曾来过，这是哪儿，门外偶尔会传来咔哒咔哒的响声，不像是脚步。而更像是棋盘上的落子
发林看了看这间房间的装饰，这间房间很小阴暗但是带着温馨，火炉贡献房间一份光亮忽明忽暗，沙发的不远处有个暗红色的写字桌还有一个老旧的木椅，有一扇小窗户，窗外隐隐有月光透起来
不知何时外面落子的声音停了，法林紧张的看了看门。过了一会儿，外面确实是没有任何声音了，法林将目光移到别处，那萤火虫好像是卡顿了，一般停在了空中，火炉里时不时的火光也暂停了…仿佛时间静止了…
只有法林能够行动，法林推开了门，外面是一个很大的大厅，大厅的中心放了一个长长的桌子…有许多雾型的人影落坐在桌子旁边
 他望向周围的环境，墙上的门有许多，可是他渐渐发现哪里不对，墙上明明放不下那么多门，墙上却有那么多门，有的门下流出了鲜血，有的门破了。法林看见里面有一个沙发，沙发上躺着一个女人，整个喉咙都被割断，静静的躺在那里，每扇门的背后都如此