allendalepharm Chapter 1372: The Call of the Stars (5)
Chapter 1372: The Call of the Stars (5)
"In the early morning of the next day, I drove the NASA scientific research monitoring vehicle provided by Lisa to Rocky Mountain National Park in Colorado. The accident report site was northeast of Longs Peak in the Rocky Mountain National Park. Three people Mountaineering tourists reported the UFO crash.
I don't intend to abide by the agreement with Lisa and only stay at the frontier scientific research base outside the mountains, but I plan to go deep into the Rocky Mountain National Park. I think I should at least visit the accident site, even if it is to commemorate those who have passed away. colleague.
The east face of Longs Peak has the hardest climbing route on the entire mountain, and the ship landed just below the 2,500-plus-foot cliff, which meant that if I didn't want to detour, I had to climb the mountain and hang down .
I'm not ready for such an adventure, so I'm just going to take a peek from the top of the mountain to see if there's anything really special about the accident scene.
Going to the top of the mountain is not a pleasant journey. It has nothing to do with the difficulty of climbing and physical exertion. The scenery on the way is beautiful. A large area of dense jungle is dyed golden in the morning light, but I have no intention of enjoying it. I feel nervous. An unexplained fear surrounded me.
I've never considered myself timid, but when I stood on the edge of the cliff at the top of Longs Peak and looked down, I seemed to see an endless abyss, darkness, darkness and deeper darkness.
The lush tree canopy blocks almost all the sunlight that hits the cliff below. I saw some layers of curved black shadows entrenched under the canopy.
The wet mucus was pulled into thin silver threads as they continued to twitch, and then overlapped together to weave a dense net.
The color and posture are reminiscent of the overlapping fingers of several goddesses on medieval murals, as if they were countless knuckles protruding from a palm, showing a kind of smooth plumpness in the abnormal density, Simply disgusting.
I fled.
Fear deeply surrounded my heart. I rolled like crazy among the bushes and tree roots, and almost rolled all the way down the mountain. The colleagues at the scientific research station said that I looked like I was attacked by wild animals.
When I came to the mirror in the bathroom, I realized that my face was covered with small wounds cut by branches and thorny bushes, and blood was constantly oozing out, and I tasted the empathy from the state of blood flow. So sticky, I couldn't bear such fantasies even for a second.
I started to vomit non-stop, almost vomited my stomach bag out, I couldn't bear the smell of vomit, so I turned on the faucet, the vomit residue was sucked into the sink by the swirling vortex, and I started shaking all over again.
Because I saw a tiny piece of debris stretching out its arms to cry for help, but it was still swallowed by the dark void, and that's what I was doing, rushing myself, or some part of myself, into the unknown darkness. "
"Here, towel, are you okay?" Rocket Raccoon jumped onto the washstand and handed the towel to the trembling Quill, who shook his head and said, "It's okay, I may be a little allergic to caffeine, You know, I haven't been back to Earth for so many years, and I may not be able to adapt to the habit of a cup of coffee in the morning."
"You ran too fast when you were going down the mountain. I almost lost track of you. If you are afraid of heights, just say so. Why are you rushing down the mountain without saying a word?" Rocket Raccoon complained in his tone.
"Sorry, what I mean is, I should have taken you with me when I ran down. Who made your legs short? But it didn't do you any harm, because I am also considered short-legged among humans. Not fast."
Quill made another joke with his unique sense of humor, trying to lighten the atmosphere, but Rocket Raccoon didn't buy it at all. He stood on the sink, stared at Quill with folded arms and said, "Even if you forget your caffeine Allergies, but even such an important thing as fear of heights, you can’t completely forget it, right?”
"I'm not afraid of heights." Quill pursed his lips fiercely, he took a deep breath, and raised his tone, as if this would give him a sense of security, he said, "I seem to see something. "
"Oh oh oh, those tentacles in the shadows you were yelling about, and those messy fingers, but didn't I tell you all, it's just a tree root!"
Rocket Raccoon jumped off the washstand and said, "Stop talking crazy things to your colleagues, have you forgotten how they looked at us before? It doesn't matter if you fit in or not, but you can't come here for the first time." He was taken away by the mental hospital in two days, right?"
Quill sighed. He wiped the cold water on his face with the towel handed over by Rocket Raccoon just now, relaxed his lips, shook his head vigorously, made a series of strange breath sounds, looked up at himself in the mirror, and whispered Said: "Okay, Peter, maybe you are a little afraid of heights. If you didn't before, it doesn't mean you don't now. People always change, right?"
He took a deep breath, relaxed his shoulders, threw the towel on the sink, turned around and walked out, put his feet on the door, and said: "Okay, taking advantage of the sunshine, we can bypass Longs Peak and directly reach the accident site. The location is nothing but time-consuming."
"Are you still planning to go today?" Rocket Raccoon asked in surprise. He stopped, turned around and looked up at the wound on Quill's face, and said, "You should take a rest, and then treat the wound to avoid inflammation."
"No, no, no, I'm fine." Quill shook his head vigorously, showing a kind of abnormal excitement, he took a big breath, and then said: "You're right, I have to change the way my colleagues think about me , I can’t let them think that I’m a coward who is afraid of heights, we’re going to prove it to them today.”
finished. Quill rushed out the bathroom door, and Rocket Raccoon, who was almost kicked by him, spun around in place.
When he got to the door, he stretched out his paw to hold the door frame, and then looked down at his other paw.
Between the two paws, there is a small nozzle that is almost completely invisible to the naked eye, and a hidden button on the front half of the palm. Rocket Raccoon stared at this device that he had never had before, sighed, flicked his tail, Walked out of the bathroom.
As soon as he went out, he heard the colleagues in the lounge hall talking a lot, but they were not talking about Quill, but about the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"That group of people launched an air base as soon as they came, they are really rich enough, and we have to suffer from mosquito bites here, that's enough."
"Stop talking, the work they do is much more dangerous than ours. Who knows what's on that damn spaceship? The two scientific expedition teams were wiped out. We should thank them for coming, otherwise we might be the ones who died gone."
"If those freaks hear about it, it's time to complain about us. You know, people with special abilities have a bit of a weird temper."
Rocket Raccoon pretended to be an ordinary pet and shuttled among the crowd. Most of the scholars at the scientific research station were very friendly to him, so he found Quill who was packing things in the tool room without much trouble.
"Did you hear what they said? Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. have already arrived, and they have created an air base with great fanfare. The technological development of human beings is really fast. I don't know whether to cry or laugh."
Quill was assembling something nimbly, and Rocket hopped onto the workbench to watch as he attached a sharp shovel head to a longer iron rod and wrapped a Current-firing devices, presumably Rocket Raccoon doesn't recognize similar devices very well.
Quill pursed his lips, wrapped the tape tightly, and said, "Yondu can't be considered a good teacher, but I did learn some crooked ways from him. We have to set off before the sun goes down, and get ahead of those righteous agents. You can’t tell them to take the lead.”
"I don't understand why you are so interested in that spaceship." Rocket Raccoon frowned and said, "Isn't our mission to prevent your other colleagues from dying? But why do you seem to be keen to die?"
"I don't know." Quill shook his head very quickly and said, "But I feel like I have to do something now. Once I stop, I will feel panic, yes, panic, and I don't know why."
Rocket Raccoon sighed and said, "Then you should see a psychiatrist, it could be some kind of mental disorder, like a panic attack or something."
"That's after I figure out what's going on with this damn UFO!" Quill stuffed the assembled weapon into a huge travel bag, put on the mountaineering bag, and picked up the travel bag again , while pushing the door and going out, he turned his head and said to Rocket Raccoon: "I feel great now, my thinking is clear, my response is sharp, and I am full of strength. I haven't been this excited for a long time. Let's go, it's time for us to go on an adventure. "
Rocket Raccoon looked at his back, pursed his lips, then jumped off the table, jumped onto Quill's mountaineering bag in two steps in three steps, and tightly grasped the top handle.
Not paying attention to the surprised eyes of other colleagues, Quill rushed out of the gate of the base. In fact, it is not far from the straight line of Longs Peak, only less than three kilometers, but most people who have hiked in the wild should know that the forest in the jungle Three kilometers is not the same as three kilometers on the road.
By the time Quill bypassed Longs Peak and started heading towards the target point, the sun had already begun to tilt, and when he saw the light smoke rising from the target point, it was already close to sunset.
Leaning against the thick tree trunk, Quill put down the bag in his hand and panted heavily. He almost didn't rest at all, but walked here in one breath. He took off the mountaineering bag and put it next to the big tree with the travel bag , Climbing up the tree with hands and feet, Rocket Raccoon followed behind him, and jumped onto his shoulder more lightly.
Standing on the top of the big tree, Quill looked into the distance, a layer of mist surged above the canopy, and when the rays of the setting sun shone in the forest, the verdant canopy was like sails riding the wind and waves on the sea of golden clouds.
Rocket Raccoon's hand rested on Quill's shoulders, and Quill, who finally breathed fresh air, couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, but soon, the scene that should have been magnificent and beautiful changed again in his eyes. look.
"At that moment, the setting sun quickly passed away in my eyes like a rotten old man on his deathbed, and then came the night, and the bright cloud waves turned into a turbulent and boundless black sea, and the waves were churning layer upon layer. Swept towards me.
Those things I saw during the day finally climbed along the trunk to the top of the tree, stretched their tentacles in the waves, and the beautiful and majestic broad-leaved forest trees became their nests.
The silhouette under the moonlight is like a deformed finger with many branches, countless tentacles gushing out from the gaps in the joints, the blood and mucus are mixed together, so thick that it can't flow, it just keeps hanging down, forming translucent chrysalis one after another.
Inside the pupa are dozens of pairs of floating eyes, large and small, squeezed together, and then protruding from the gap between the eyeball and the eyelids, hundreds of pairs of hooks pierce the outer skin of the pupa, creating countless cavities , let the slime turn into a big net again, just like I saw during the day.
I can't describe the process of this strange birth, but when the net appeared under me, a kind of warmth like a mother's womb surrounded me, and I felt a calling.
I couldn't say no, I fell. "
"Did he see a monster?" Stark looked away from the notebook, looked at Strange and asked, "Among the monsters on Earth you know, are there any monsters that reproduce in this way? "
Strange shook his head, looked at Stark and said, "Tony, don't you understand? You can't explain all this with biological knowledge."
"Either he had hallucinations." Stark said still very calmly: "This may be some kind of neurosis, accompanied by panic attacks."
Strange turned his head to the side helplessly, he sighed and said: "If you want to analyze the affairs of the occult world in a scientific way, you may be doomed to be disappointed."
"Isn't the essence of magic also the use of energy?"
"Sometimes yes, but there are exceptions."
Strange looked into Stark's eyes, and Stark, sensing his intent gaze, looked back in the same way.
Then, he saw countless overlapping tentacles creeping out from the center of the emerald eyes of the supreme mage who had been focused and calm, like black holes.