(Hint: These two chapters might be a little depressing, but please don't forget that there is no dawn without night.)

The hole that enters this place behind them is like a small window, and outside that small window is the dark night, and in that dark night is a world they are not attached to. Somewhat sadly, all their hope lies in this small five-step square. But what is gratifying is that the candlelight is still constant, which makes them still have a little bit of extravagant hope.

The two worlds seem to be connected only by a small strand of hair, and what they are thinking at this moment is how to realize a whole world through this strand of hair.

Just hearing Ms. Hershey's whisper, Sean opened his eyes in shock.

Seeing his expression, Moonlight thought that Xiao En had received some enlightenment from God during the process of confiding, and had the hope of waking up, so he was a little surprised: "How? What did the lady say?"

Sean looked blank, and turned to look at Moonlight: "She said...she said this is the millionth time I've been here."

"Come here for more than a million times?" The surprise on Yueguang's face faded, and he blinked, "What do you mean? When did you come here, why don't I know?"

Sean paused talking and sat on the stone teeth under the edge of the wall. His eyes blinked slowly, thinking about everything the goddess had said.

The moonlight did not disturb him. He went outside the cave, found the water pot they had collected and filled in the farmhouse before, and the bread they brought in the city, and went back into the cave.

Sean took the water from Moonlight, took a sip, and said, "I think what she means is that I have come here many times following candlelight, and then looking for a way to return to that world...

"But until now we are still stuck here, that is to say..." Sean's face turned dark, "That means that the previous attempts have all failed.

"I was put back on the track of my previous life, and my previous memories disappeared..."

Moonlight forgot to close his jaw, and gasped for a long time before saying in a low voice, "Have you failed more than a million times?"

"1.62 million times." Sean exhaled. He felt that all his strength was drained.

There was something warm in my heart that turned cold a little bit. I originally thought that I could return to that world as long as I found the candlelight, but I didn't know that I had tried so many times, but I still haven't succeeded...

What evidence is there to prove that this time the wish can be achieved?

Will all it does now, just add one more time to that meaningless count?

Why does it fail so many times? Is it impossible to return to that world?

…

Sean felt a black hole appear in his chest, and that black hole was sucking all the heat from his body. The feeling was so familiar, he felt it every time he had a bout of depression from reminiscing about the past. It was as if the mind and body had fallen into icy water, dark and cold. He will sink to the bottom of the sea of ​​ice like a dead black stone...

"Sean!" Moonlight saw his companion in a trance. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the plot in the book, and pulled Xiao En, who was covered in ice, to kneel together in front of the candlelight, "Tell me! Talk to the goddess!"

Xiao En numbly glanced at the moonlight, then turned his eyes to look at the goddess above, and finally began to talk about his despair in his heart.

Following his confession, confessing that he had fallen into a swamp-like despair, he felt his body warm up, and a hot current from nowhere was filling that black hole. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel the golden flame, and the flame gradually dispelled the dark cloud that had accumulated in his chest. He finally got better.

"It's more useful than Valium," he joked. Drugs made him drowsy, but talking made him peaceful and clear.

His whole body felt warmer, and Sean felt a little golden spark still burning in his chest, temporarily suppressing the cloud.

It's not easy in this world...He suddenly thought of this: In this world, he suffers from mental illness due to past experiences, and is prone to depression or panic attacks, just like a curse on the soul level for no reason...

Sean recalled his own thinking just now with some confusion: That seems to be the way of thinking of a mystery explorer? Is the "Sean Dickinson" of that world thinking? He blinked, unable to comprehend what was happening.

However, he knew he could move on.

"Moonlight, I am going to wake up the previous memory."

Moonlight, who was on the sidelines, was stunned when he heard this sentence, and he turned to Sean: "Are you sure?"

They had just discussed the dangers of doing so: "That's 1.62 million failures. That many failures would easily overwhelm any strong-willed person...Are you sure you want to do this?"

They actually have another option, which is to go back. Go back to Arkham, put your soiled clothes back where they belong, crawl back to your room, and swallow your pills tomorrow morning...

Wait until you get out of Arkham, get a job, get married and have kids, and live your life. They also have such an option. It sounds like it feels safer than experiencing more than a million failures.

But Sean's eyes were calm. He seemed ready to fail again.

"I can **** fail more than a million times, which means I have tried more than a million times." He narrowed his eyes and said fiercely, "I'm not afraid to do this one more time."

After drinking some water, eating something, and adjusting his state, Xiao En half-kneeled in front of the goddess.

I'm ready, please wake up those memories. He said silently in his heart.

…

Moonlight stared at Sean who closed his eyes and confided. It was very quiet in the stone room. He suddenly saw Sean's shadow trembling. He thought it was the wind blowing the candle flame, but when he looked closely, he found that the orange light was steady and trembling, and it turned out to be Sean's body.

"Sean?" He whispered a little nervously. But got no response.

Sean, who was half kneeling on the ground, was shaking more and more violently. Unable to support himself, he fell to the ground, convulsing all over, as if having a seizure.

"Sean!" Moonlight shouted, trying to help Sean. But every muscle in the latter's body was trembling, and Moonlight holding his arm felt numb.

Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly found that Sean's eyes had opened. They were a pair of bloodshot eyes, and Sean had a smile on his face. That smile Sean never showed, made him look like a different person.

He laughed maniacally for a while—in fact, Moonlight couldn't be sure whether it was laughter, but the crazy arc of his mouth made him understand it as laughter. Then Sean opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Impossible to find!

"It's impossible to find it! Hahahahahaha..."

"impossible!"

"impossible!"

"impossible!!"

His voice was so hoarse and crazy that it bounced repeatedly against the wall of the stone room, making Moonlight's eardrums ache. All this terrified the pianist.

Sean...? Moonlight felt like her heart was about to run away.

Then, like a somnambulist's outburst, Sean suddenly fell silent. He collapsed on the ground, motionless and silent.

Moonlight tries to push Sean. no response.

He tried to wake him up again, but found that he was not asleep, but in a coma - unable to wake up.

He swallowed, suddenly lost his mind. He was instigated by Sean to escape from the madhouse, and he came here following the candlelight that Sean saw...

Now he passed out, what should I do?

He had to close his eyes and imagine that he was playing the piano. The clear sound of the piano was intermittent and jerky at first, but gradually became smoother. His sense of helplessness and confusion subsided a little.

Moonlight opened his eyes, he pushed Sean closer to the candlelight, and put him in a relatively comfortable position. Then, he turned to Ms. Hersheys—though he never tried it, he was going to "confide" in Sean's place.

This is the only way right now~lightnovelpub.net~Thank you for listening..." Moonlight imitated the description in Sean's book, performed a self-hug salute, and then recited the words of Night Breeze's belief a little jerky, and began his confession.

His request was simple: he hoped that Sean would wake up, and when he woke up, the nightmare state just now would be far away from them.

When he was talking, his heart was not without bitterness. Sean's desolate laugh just now and his "impossible" assertion deeply impacted his heart, filling him with despair.

The memory of more than one million attempts brought an "impossible" assertion.

Even if it wasn't him who restored the memory, it made him feel unacceptable.

Was Escape from Arkham really the right decision? Isn't it better to discover the truth of this world and then know that you can never escape than to live in ignorance? …

Moonlight doesn't know. He could only continue to confide to the goddess with anxiety, over and over again.