At time22:00pm..

Let me introduce myself, Susan, I am definitely going on a city trip, I think I will definitely get a lot of stuff. It seems like a lot of people are carrying their belongings to contests or competitions. It's cool now .

"Ho.in.see.."

I saw a bookstore store setting up the books and the prices were very attractive, but some of them were mostly picture books.

"welcome"

You asked the shop to speak politely before setting up his shop. I decided to try and grab a book..

I was finding a book on one of the deepest shelves of the bookshelf.It was a little damaged, but it was still readable, what it was written about, many of which are impossible

story of the creator of this book is that it was made when the first Egyptian version was made of paper and the book looks like a very recent version of the book, but as far as I can see

it is more like a good piece of trash than it is.

"You can call it a book.."

pages of the book write strange meanings that do not know much about it

"How much is this book?"

"...."

merchant or bookstore owner looked at me once and gave a small smile for free. For her, it was about to be thrown in the trash..soo

"Thank you.."

Before I decide to continue traveling for a while, even though I get a strange book with me, I don't forget to stop by to watch the competition from the latter event ..

Bang!

booming sound came as my eyes looked at the image in front of him

"Wow..it was exciting"

Aee..ho.no!?

I was hit by a huge crowd of people, more and more crowding towards me that I felt bad because I couldn't breathe

"Look for a way out of here."

My body almost drowned as it was now a pivotal moment in that festival's work and contest

"Wyyyy yesss!!"

I was able to get out of this huge crowd, and now I should be able to go home because one more midnight is probably

"...."

"Okay.. I think I've reached my own room"

It seems that I feel a strange aura, definitely not using my loathsome, is it like a stranger comes to live?

Recently I,ve been trying to ignore, or maybe my property attendant actually checks in, sometimes I feel like he wouldn't have lost the etiquette of my personal activity book

"Huh, I guess, how could there be such a bad habit?"

But now.. I am beginning to have no feelings of wanting to read a new book, but throw it away before I do anything else to put down those subtleties

"Hmm..Today I ate toasted eggs."

It would be nice if no one would harass me that much. Actually, I'm not a bad person, just like to be lonely

"Hoo..beautiful"

Lots of people tell me that I am horrible when it comes to responsiveness and that I may be half

I grabbed a plate of snacks with a normal mood to read the books I had prepared

"See.."

From the cover written in English that I think has been translated, I use a very old pen

even though the pages of the book still write that the new improved version

"Ritual of calling the gods??"

Inside the book, there are pictures of all sorts of strange things that are hard to find and I think they probably don't exist today, and I think this newest edition of the book is definitely tugging me

"My year now Almost 2021, just this leather book was created 100 million years ago and modified 1387 arr.. what??"

(O.o)

When reading the last page, it seems like what it means to say goodbye

I finished looking at the scrapbook before eating everything, decided to go to bed and have a good night's sleep

Zzz…

kill..

kill…

kill….

KILLLLL!!!...

"Hehh!!?"

"What'ss.."

My body was startled, as if I heard the sound of people crunching one word over and over

"Hehehe..Crazy nightmare"

I laughed at my own thoughts, I might have read too many books that I thought would go crazy in my dreams

"sleep"

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"Zzz..zz.."

Susan didn't know anything that her body had now begun to fade away from her mattress and sent her to a place called the

Desert cemetery...