Rania opened her eyes suddenly.

A cognition first appeared in her mind: she was dead.

Cause of death, excessive blood loss.

I don't know how long ago, she was killed in her bed in the middle of the night, and her blood flowed, which directly led to the bedroom becoming a cheap suspense drama scene.

She slowly calmed down, sat up, held the quilt in her arms, and observed the surroundings.

The blood on the sheets was already black and spreading from under her, wetting most of the bed, under the bed was in a mess, and clothes were thrown everywhere, and a desk lamp rolled down from the colorful greenery.

Seeing the messy appearance in the room, the murderer was probably a robber. If unexpectedly, her body would take longer to be found in the Bronx.

The second perception is: she is alive again.

Judging from the blood, she was stabbed into her chest with a knife, but Lania pulled off her pajamas a little, but she didn't find any scars on her chest. The skin touched by her fingertips was warm and tender, and her heart was beating vividly under her ribs, so energetic that it seemed as if she had just made a hundred-meter sprint, rather than a while of death.

Is she alive now?

Rania was troubled by this problem. After thinking about it, she simply did not consider such profound problems, but instead thought about something that must be troubled by living.

She decided to brush her teeth first.

The bathroom was as messy as in the bedroom, which made Rania's confusion a little deeper. She didn't understand if the robber was still taking a shower here. She turned on the faucet, released water to wash away the dried blood stains on her hands, looked up at the mirror, and met the green-eyed lady in the mirror.

Death is a one-way train, and it is not surprising that something goes wrong when you come back from evading your ticket.

Rania looked around and felt that she was experiencing something very novel - her face looked like a stranger.

This is one of the mistakes caused by evading the ticket? Lania thought.

Apart from the few common sense and fragmentary memories, Rania almost remembered anything. She even recalled her name for a long time before she remembered it. Naturally, she had no idea why Miss Green Eyes lived alone in the Bronx. This urban area is also famous for its security in the disaster-stricken New York.

She rushes her hands clean and is about to turn off the faucet when she suddenly feels something is wrong.

She didn't think about it just now, so she didn't notice it, but now when Lania thought about it, she didn't seem to hear the sound of water flowing down.

She lowered her head.

The water rustled her hands and meandered on her bloodless skin.

Then, without any warning, the clear liquid disappeared into her palm, without even leaving any water stains.

…?

Rania pulled her hand back and took a step back, staring at the water flow as if facing a great enemy. She made up her mind that once something strange happened, she would immediately get under the pool.

She looked at it for a while and slowly reached her hand towards the faucet, intending to turn off the water flow and check it out, but her fingertips just touched the faucet, and once again, the shiny metal handle disappeared in front of her.

“…”

Rania, with a question mark on her head, her eyes wandered back and forth between her hands and the faucet, pursing her lips.

Before Rania could think about it, a new situation happened before her. The faucet that had lost its handle suddenly spewed out a fierce stream of water, and a face filled with a muddy face appeared on the front. She subconsciously raised her hand to block the flow of water, and retreated without thinking. She was not careful and seemed to step on something under her feet. She couldn't control her balance for a while and slipped backwards. Her thin spine directly hit the washing machine.

First, there was a dull pain, then there was a blank behind her, and the back of her head hit the ground without any turning point.

"hiss……"

Unlucky, she sat up with difficulty, rubbed the back of her head, and looked back.

Then he was stunned.

...The washing machine is gone.

It was more than one meter high and covers an area of ​​one level, so big that she could hide in the washing machine in the drum. After she touched it, it disappeared.

Rania:...

Rania:…?

"Buzz—Buzz—"

It seemed as if these - the bathroom that the robbers had searched for, the pool where they were spitting water frantically, and the washing machine that had mysteriously disappeared - were not messy enough. The sound of a phone vibrating in the bedroom. Rania looked at the bedroom and suddenly found that the blood-dried bed looked so far away.

What happened in front of me was completely beyond the explanation of memory. Rania looked around, hesitated, and reached out to the door.

Without surprise, her hand just touched the door panel, and the wooden painted door panel suddenly disappeared into the air.

“………………………………”

The huge doubt was like a meteorite falling from the sky, pressing Lania into the sinkhole. She quietly got up from the ground, and at the same time - very confused - she discovered that there were no two pieces of tiles under her.

What changes must have happened in the world when she was lying on the corpse, otherwise how could she explain where so many things disappeared?

Rania didn't know the answer for the time being, but she had a premonition that she would know soon. She stopped staring at the bare concrete under the tiles, but instead headed towards the bedroom. She soon followed the vibration and found the phone that fell under the bed - of course, the bed also followed the footsteps of the washing machine.

“…”

Rania rubbed her temples and felt a little headache.

The room itself was not big, full of stuff, and there was almost no place to stay. Now that there was no bed, it was suddenly empty. The sunlight fell on the mottled floor, like flowing liquid, flowing all the way to her feet, and the rounded nails were shining with light, as if transparent.

She stood in the light and was stunned. Before she could figure out what to do next, she suddenly looked and turned her face toward the door.

This old apartment has poor sound insulation. You can even hear the voices upstairs when standing downstairs. However, it may be that there are not many residents and there is no movement in the corridor - until now.

Rania always thought the robber came in through the broken window, but now she realized that her mind was wrong - several adult footsteps came from the door, and then the door was pushed open, with a sharp sound mixed with a faint whisper.

“…The goods have been delivered, and the buyer said there is no need to leave it here, and it will be processed.”

After the man ordered his companion, he pushed open the bedroom door. The scene inside the bedroom came into his eyes. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he asked his companion sternly: "Are you sure no one has entered or left this building?"

"No, I've been guarding downstairs!" my companion hurriedly defended.

He glanced anxiously inside the room, suddenly stunned for a moment, and said in a daze: "...It's impossible not to see someone moving out of the bed."

“…”

The fully armed men squeezed into the bedroom door, looking at the empty room, maintaining awkward and polite silence.

After a while, the man in charge reluctantly spoke: "Search it first."

...In the wardrobe, Rania held her breath. When she heard the man's words, she felt like her head was being knocked hard. The lingering sound made her dizzy, and then her heart suddenly sank.

Just now, she heard the sound of footsteps so close that she didn't have time to escape. Her first reaction was to grab the phone - the phone disappeared - and hide it in the closet.

There were handles on the wardrobe door, so Lania was not so bad that she could not even cover herself with the door panel. She quietly slid down the edge of the crack in the door and looked outside in secret, her eyes lingering on the guns in the hands of several men.

Rania exhale gently to calm herself down.

These men should be... the one who killed her.

The speculation of robbery in the house can be overturned. They obviously had a premeditation and left temporarily after killing her, and now they return to deal with the scene. She woke up very promptly and happened to be stuck after the other party left, otherwise she would not even have the chance to hide here and observe in secret.

Rania was thinking about countermeasures when suddenly there was a "click" under her feet, like the sound of something shattering.

The sound was not loud, but it was particularly clear in the dead room. The few people who were searching all turned their heads, positioned them in the direction of the sound source, gestured for the man in the lead, and then slowly approached the wardrobe.

In the closet, Rania almost froze.

The blood in her body seemed to cool down instantly, turning into cold sweat. She slowly lowered her head and found that there was a weight scale under her feet.

...And just now, this weight scale was crushed by her.

??????

Before I could think about it, a slight click sounded outside the wardrobe.

The next second, the bullet suddenly pierced through the thin wooden board!

The faint light passed through the gun hole and fell into Lania's sudden shrinking pupils.

It was as if the camera was slowly displayed, the metal bullet rotated at high speed, tearing the pajamas stained with blood, and hitting her body-

At this moment, Rania suddenly shook all over and began to rotate in the wardrobe without control!

...The bullet trajectory that hit her turned around.

Several bullets began to rotate clockwise around Rania like a celestial body that found a track, flying around like a bird beside her, up and down, and at the same time, strange sounds began to make in her body... Rania compared her memory and felt like the sound of a drum washing machine starting to wash clothes.

Rania: "…"

She felt like she knew where the disappearing things went.

First, she received a lot of water, secondly, she touched the washing machine, and then, she was spinning.

——So the drum washing machine started working, and the bullets shot at her were clothes that needed to be cleaned. She is now a walking drum washing machine...?

Except for the physicist who was probably so angry that he jumped out of the coffin and hit her, everything was very reasonable and logical.

The weight scale was crushed and there was an explanation. The drum washing machine was 150 pounds, the bed and mattress were at least 220 pounds, and the water and door panels were added...

In other words, she is now a human female weighing three or four hundred pounds, about the same as a black bear.
Chapter completed!