Fadiga Eterna
Obra imersiva de terror, pós-apocalipse? Ciclos? Evolução. Todas as histórias se apresentam na forma de sonhos. Respire fundo — perder a sanidade é normal. O cansaço chega, pesadelos se apegam, e cada
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"Red Alert: Cases of 'living dead' are still increasing daily around the globe. Please ensure you plan your sleep schedule carefully."
"Based on current cases, the characteristics of the 'living dead' are as follows:"
1. Falling into a deep comatose state for more than twenty-four hours, unable to be awakened.
2. Eyes bulging, jaws clenched tight, a face twisted in agony, body arched backward; in severe cases, spasms and convulsions from terror.
"Cases of living dead awakening have begun to appear in various parts of the world. According to their accounts, each of them experienced an extremely long dream."
"A nightmare from which they could not wake."
With a snap, the boy irritably switched off the radio in the construction site dormitory, shouldered a bag of cement, and headed downstairs.
His name was Wu Que. His long hair floated gently, his features were delicate and refined, and his eyes, beneath thick lashes, were as beautiful as a fawn’s. Yet now, those eyes were veiled with gloom.
His father had passed away when he was five. Afterward, his mother single-handedly ran a small bun shop, raising him and his twin sister. Their lives, though poor, had been filled with warmth.
He had thought such simple happiness would last forever, but fate had other plans.
One ordinary afternoon a week ago, Wu Que returned from school to find his sister running toward him in tears, her eyes full of terror.
"Mom... Mom’s gone mad!"