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活命1 第1章 Chapter 1: Just the beginning 试读
It had been ages since I last allowed the news to penetrate my consciousness through the crackling speakers of a radio. The constant barrage of unsettling information had made me reluctant to tune in， but circumstances had forced my hand. In the midst of a routine power outage， an unnerving feeling settled in the air， shrouding everything in an eerie atmosphere.
The clock struck seven in the morning， and I dragged myself out of bed， immediately assaulted by an oppressive heat that made me light-headed. The temperature had already soared to a stifling 37 degrees， an alarming occurrence for such an early hour. Hastily， I dressed and hurried to catch the bus， which， to my surprise， was already waiting at the stop. Without wasting a moment， I stepped inside and absentmindedly began checking my email， only to be struck by a disconcerting emptiness that pervaded everything—the bus， my inbox， my radio. Though the realization gave me pause， I couldn't muster any concern at that moment.
The journey stretched on for thirty long minutes， yet the bus showed no signs of slowing down. Growing increasingly uneasy， I attempted to contact the driver， but my calls were met with a disconcerting silence. A chill ran down my spine as I turned my gaze towards the driver's seat， only to find it starkly empty， devoid of any human presence.
“Jesus Christ，“ I muttered under my breath， a desperate plea for protection，“may God watch over me.“ Summoning my courage， I rose from my seat and marched towards the vacant driver's position， my heartbeat pounding in my ears.
To my astonishment， there was nothing—no one—occupying the seat. The hot air seemed to grow colder， sending shivers down my spine. How was it possible for the bus to have been moving without a driver at the helm?
With a mixture of trepidation and curiosity， I stepped out of the bus， only to find myself standing ankle-deep in water. A sense of surrealism washed over me as the truth slowly unfurled in my mind—the bus was afloat. I gazed at the expanse of water that had replaced the familiar road， and a flood of memories confirmed the unthinkable—the bus hadn't been waiting at the usual stop; it had been waiting on my own floor， the fifth floor of my apartment building.
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