【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第六章（下）(8)
“Gods, Wilbur,” Techno called out, digging the butt of his trident deeper into the snow, “this entire tundra will have melted before you… before…” The rest of Techno’s words trailed off as he felt his trident hit something too hard to be just snow. With a sinking feeling in his gut, Techno looked down at where his trident had struck, slowly moving the snow aside with his weapon, slowly but surely unveiling what was hiding beneath his feet.
“Techno?” Wilbur shouted, getting closer. “Techno, what are you doing?”
“Gods,” Techno whispered. “Gods and stars and shit.”
Because beneath the snow was a pale face, staring unseeing up at Techno, its expression of wide-eyed terror forever preserved by the cold. His heart hammering in his chest, Techno ran until he crested the hill that overlooked what once was a bustling city but was now something else entirely.
He could hear Wilbur scrambling up the hill behind him. He knew Wilbur would see it eventually. But still Techno turned back around, catching Wilbur by the shoulders before he could realize the full extent of the devastation.
“Techno?” Wilbur shouted, getting closer. “Techno, what are you doing?”
“Gods,” Techno whispered. “Gods and stars and shit.”
Because beneath the snow was a pale face, staring unseeing up at Techno, its expression of wide-eyed terror forever preserved by the cold. His heart hammering in his chest, Techno ran until he crested the hill that overlooked what once was a bustling city but was now something else entirely.
He could hear Wilbur scrambling up the hill behind him. He knew Wilbur would see it eventually. But still Techno turned back around, catching Wilbur by the shoulders before he could realize the full extent of the devastation.
电梯里的苏柔上瘾第六章
