About describing acrophobia patients standing on the roof and looking down.

When I climbed to the top of the building, the drum in my heart was deafening ... You know, my daily fear of heights is well known, even at home. I only chose the second floor of a residential building tens of meters high, even though I knew that the shadow from the previous building would let me see the darkness ... this is just literal. In winter, I can only shoot a ray of sunshine obliquely through the gap in the afternoon, but I still do my duty.

? "You are like a mouse living underground." They always make a half-joking analogy, but I'm not annoyed because I think so myself sometimes.

I'm cautious most of the time. Eat carefully, study hard and live seriously.

Like a mouse.

Enduring the urge to roll my eyes and faint, I gritted my teeth and moved to the railing step by step, shaking my roots. To tell the truth, I was really scared and gnashed my teeth. The wind was a little violent, and the smell of dust and rust went straight to my nose, so I couldn't help sneezing. Touch your nose and continue to move to the railing at turtle speed.

I sneezed a few times and finally touched the railing. Supported by the railing, I opened my eyes a little. The sight in front of me scared me out of my wits: the lines of countless buildings came into view, which was naturally an artistic technique and followed the perspective law of being near the big and far from the small. As the height drops, the edges of countless buildings run down at an inclined angle, and the distance between them seems to be getting closer and closer ... Cold sweat comes out on me layer by layer, so I look away and have no courage to look. I know those lines will eventually meet at a point, just like the point before the big bang, the beginning of everything.

It is dusk, the sea of clouds is surging in the distance, and the sunset is like a huge eye, but its pupil is slowly fading away, and the bright afterglow is scattered to the world.

In fact, at the bottom of that tall building, between buildings, in that dark place, the point where lines meet, the singularity of the universe, is even darker. It's chaotic darkness, and you can't see the entity clearly, just like an abyss. And I, standing on the top floor of a tall building, stood on tiptoe and looked down with heart palpitations. This illusory feeling is like drowning. I struggled desperately, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger. At the moment, the abyss is staring at me, hiding in the darkness, quietly watching what this human being is trying to peep at.

It was getting dark and the darkness began to boil. At the bottom of that tall building, between buildings, in that dark place, where lines meet, at the singularity of the universe. ...

Start calling.