I bet no one's Chrono crossing started worse than me.

In the morning, I dropped my sandwich in front of my mother and ran out of the house angrily.

I've had enough of this nagging woman, this poor single parent family, this community full of tramps, and my hopeless life!

Not long after I ran out, I ran into a tramp and fell unconscious.

When I woke up, I was in a wilderness.

I stumbled to my feet and staggered down again.

My legs have no strength.

I carefully recall why I came here, but the more I recall, the more painful my head will be.

Forget it, ask the police for help first.

I slowly adapted to standing up and walking aimlessly on the grass. There seemed to be a thick mist approaching in the distance.

Where should I go?

Before I solved this basic problem, I tripped again.

I lifted the thing that tripped me out of the soil under my feet and looked at it carefully.

An ancient helmet. I've seen it on TV. I certainly don't know which dynasty it is.

I looked over and over. Well, it's very new, and there's blood on it. Is this a film and television base?

My remaining light was suddenly attracted by something half a meter away on my left.

Yes, I use the word attraction, because my eyes are really pulled by a force like a magnet. Later, I know that this force is called instinct.

I frowned and looked at it carefully. I didn't confirm what the furry thing was for a long time. I reached out and fiddled with it.

Suddenly, it was as if a pair of giant hands were holding my heart, and I could even hear the sound of my body hair standing up.

Excess fear is loaded on me.

That's a human head.

I held up my body tremblingly. Although my legs were weak, the biological conditioned reflex told me that I had to do one thing --- escape!

I turned and ran desperately in one direction, no matter where this direction led to.