C229 A strange person

A long time passed.

The sun did not rise.

I wonder why the sun doesn't rise. The sky was gray.

The world was quiet, not a single breath of wind blowing.

I stood thirty meters away, unmoving, staring unblinkingly at the yellow door.

A west room, a yellow door, in my eyes, filled with an indescribable strangeness and strangeness.

Finally, the yellow door opened