Narrative
The entrance of the dimension.
The starting point of intersecting dimensions
It's just... it's here. Where's Bangkok?
My shouting sounded after I realized... when I was walking around in the alley on my way home.
And then there was a whirlwind blowing sand dust around me... into my eyes.
When he opened his eyes, he found him "on another place, like on the top of a hill surrounded by forests, and nature had no house."
I think it's pretty good in my heart... but how to get out of here?
"Oh, or is it a dead heatstroke?" It's possible that Bangkok is hot and headache, hot? But it's cool here...
Grab a piece of wood, the notebook bag is still there, the food bag that stopped by Seven last time is still carrying... it's not dead. If it's dead, there shouldn't be any of this stuff.
Then walk around, see no wildlife, or there's a tendency to find a village... start worrying again, but what's that?
Hey!! This is a spartar knife (bring a stick... afraid to find a snake in the bush)
"So that someone used to come in," turned around and suddenly saw an area of open lawn by the cliffs, and walked to see carefully. Now the condition is that the right hand holds a knife, the left hand holds a bag of food, a notebook, like... like a character in a movie or a game.
According to the survey, it looks calm, there is no sign of any wildlife, not even a green snake.
And the atmosphere makes me think that it's safe here... but I don't trust it. I've never hiked a tent (I know when you at the office should try to see it once)
"Eh!! Why is this tree with a ladder?" (The wooden planks are nailed to the wooden trunk in steps) Look up and find it...
"Who's going to build something like that... go up and look better?" A strong-looking mall is neatly built, but secretly difficult to climb. You should lose weight a long time ago. The hard move is lost. If you survive, you can promise to be thin...
"Up here, do it well. Gradually move each other in case it decays and falls to death." But from the survey, it is still strong, carrying weight. Fat people, almost a hundred like me comfortably.
"There's a place to stay today, at least not to sleep on the floor, and today's food is there, but what to do?"
When you're comfortable with one thing, you think of another. "Oh, whatever. If you survive today, you'll find your way back. Ohh... The wind is so cold. Good. I brought your stuff back with a blanket today."
Today is the last day of work because the company laid off and compensated.
"But the money doesn't matter if it's stuck here," so I brought my personal stuff back today.
Or really, I'm so stressed out and dead. Come here. It's like an anime. Look, what kind of world is that? Let's see if there's magic (...... How is it going to be? Biao?)
It's cold, it's a fire. How? It can't be done!!!Ask AI how to do it...
(Ai = Internet = Mobile)
"Hey!! My phone is calling for help." I said, and my phone is calling 191.
....... Signal... No....... 😰
Put the stuff up here before you go down to find the igniter... after walking to collect dry wood, find that
There is a stream near it that looks clear and clean. The water is flowing constantly reflecting sunlight. So beautiful. (There should be a pot to boil water... I don't dare to scoop to drink directly)
Then it took me a long time to start a fire, and I tired my arm, and I bought a lighter.
This self-made fire is secretly a little proud, too.
You see that big leaf, uh, you need to get a container of water to drink.
Roll it into a cone, take it to the water from the leaves. You should get some tomorrow.
I cut a small tree and polished it, made a simple fence, embroidered it in the ground, peeled the bark into a rope, tired and worried. This fence is not strong, but more comfortable than nothing.
It's done, it's sweaty, it's... it's getting cold, the sky's getting dull, I hope it doesn't rain.
But go, take a shower. You can't sleep.
And so I bathed naked in the stream, asked if it felt clean, and it wasn't like bathing in soap...
Then he sat against the tree, pinged the fire, looked at the beautiful view, and made a lot of relief.
"How sad would you be if you knew I was gone, but before you know it, in two days, I'm sorry... if you survive, I'll hurry up." I burst into tears and hugged my knees and cried.
"Yes, forget... I have lost my way, worship the prince of the forest, and cut off a lot. May the prince of the forest forgive me." Lift up his hand and bow down to the ground.
And that night, eating snacks and water for dinner, sitting in a fire, looking at the beautiful stars in the sky here... and the feeling right now... scared of everything, huh?

































































