Escape from A Strange Story Chapter 96

She limped onto the bus and bought safflower oil at the pharmacy at the entrance of the community. The clerk also enthusiastically promoted other things. She bought a bunch of expensive medicines that were not needed for the time being, and opened the access card. The memories of entering the gate of the community, getting on the elevator, opening and locking the door, checking the room, taking a bath and applying medicine are all vivid in my mind. All the time is filled up by the things I did in my memory.

But there is always a strange sense of disharmony that tightly surrounds Yara. She herself can't tell what the sense of discord is. Maybe it's just the remaining fear that is still causing trouble? The human brain is a very strange thing. With its powerful self-protection function, Yara can no longer remember exactly what the fatal fear was that made her heart almost stop a few hours ago.

She could vividly recall every detail of the specific scene, but the fear that almost penetrated her bones disappeared without a trace like a hydrogen balloon letting go.

Everything must be messed up, although I don't know why I have such an intuitive understanding.

It was almost early in the morning, and Yara should be grateful that she had survived another day, but the shallow excitement did not allow her to temporarily escape the shadow of death as before.