It took Luo Jian a long time to wake up from the confusion. He lay stiff on the bed, and sat up straight after being in a daze for a while. He looked around dully and found that he was in his own room.
The sky outside the window was gray and bright, and the electronic clock on the bedside table indicated that it was 6:45, an early morning.
Luo Jian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lowered her head and touched her abdomen. There was no wound, no blood, and no pain at all. Luo Jian only felt that his mind was in chaos. He stumbled up from his bed, ran to the window and opened it, a gust of cool air came in and hit his face. There were a few old people walking in the morning on the street outside, and Usually no different.
It was not some closed and narrow secret room, but his own home.
"I'm dreaming?" Luo Jian said to herself, but she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It would be great if it was really just a dream, although the dream was so terrifying that it made him break out in a cold sweat, and it made him truly experience a dream. The illusion of death, in the dream, Luo Jian almost touched the cold hands of the god of death.
But luckily it was just a dream. Luo Jian comforted himself, and he couldn't help covering his chest. For a moment, when he woke up from the dream, he really thought he was dead. It was such a real scene. Luo Jian could clearly recall every detail, as if he had experienced it just now. .
Luo Jian left her bedroom and walked to the living room. As a single male, Luo Jian's house can't be regarded as tidy, but fortunately, he still has a concept of 'clean' in his daily life, so he doesn't make his house particularly messy. He bought it at the cake shop last night. The small buns piled up on the dining table, the hot water pot and cups, and the bowl of instant noodles, everything was placed in its original position without moving a bit.
Luo Jian instinctively found her charging mobile phone from the sofa, and glanced at the time and date again. It was indeed today, and nothing happened. When she woke up, she found that she had slept for two or three days, one week, one month, or even longer.
I'm overwhelmed. Luo Jian said to herself silently in her heart, it has already passed, it was definitely just a dream, forget it, Luo Jian!
Taking a deep breath, Luo Jian went into the kitchen and planned to look through the refrigerator. He remembered that he had prepared a lot of food, which could be eaten with egg fried rice or other things. He woke up in the morning feeling very hungry, very hungry, as if he hadn't eaten for two or three days.
However, as soon as his hand touched the handle of the refrigerator, he couldn't help being stunned.
There was an extra thing on the door of the refrigerator that shouldn't have appeared. I don't know who stuck a note on the door of the refrigerator. It was pasted in a very obvious position, at the same level as Luo Jian's eye level. He saw it when he looked up. up.
A piece of paper with a purple pattern printed on the lower right corner.
Luo Jian's face turned pale at that moment, he felt his fingertips tremble, his body seemed to be under some kind of spell, and he was so stiff that he could hardly move, it took him a long time to escape from this terrible state , gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down, stretched out his hand and tore the note from the refrigerator door, then looked down, there was still a beautiful pen writing on it: [Dear Mr. Luo Jian:] [Congratulations on successfully passing the first level.]
[Due to your outstanding performance, we will reward you, this reward is not the only one. Because every time you successfully escape the secret room and return to reality, we will give different rewards. Of course, you have the right to choose to give up the rewards, but after giving up the rewards, whether you can survive the next level is worth your time to consider.][PS: The prize is in the drawer of your desk.][The next appointment date will be ten days later, please sleep in a good state of mind, good luck! ] After reading the note silently, Luo Jian was silent for a while, then turned it over and looked at the back of the note, this time there was nothing written on the back, it was pure white.
"So it wasn't a dream."
With a sneer, Luo Jian tore the note into pieces and threw it into the trash can. He returned to the desk in his room and opened the desk drawer. There were only a few books and reports in the drawer, except In addition, there is indeed a small gift as said on the note.
a knife.
"I thought it was a gun." Luo Jian took out the short knife in the drawer. To be precise, it should be a saber, about twenty centimeters long, with a black handle and black blade. I don't know. What kind of material is it, it is not reflective at all, there is no hand guard, and it comes with a leather scabbard that can be tied around the waist. There is no leather buckle on the scabbard, which means that as long as Luo Jian is a little proficient, he can quickly Pull out the knife from the scabbard, and then attack or defend at a speed that the enemy can't imagine, commonly known as the tactical assault knife.
The knife was exactly the same as the one the murderer was holding.
Luo Jian suddenly felt a dull pain in the part of her abdomen that seemed to be stabbed, but when she stretched out her fingers and touched it, there was no wound. But Luo Jian's palms were covered with cold sweat. He froze for a moment, then lifted the saber to look at it. The blade of this knife seemed to be extremely sharp. Just looking at it gave Luo Jian the illusion that he would be cut. After careful observation, Luo Jian found that there were dense patterns on the handle of the knife... the same as the pattern on the note, engraved with patterns of hell flowers.
"It's really ominous." Luo Jian frowned in disgust. He put the knife into the sheath, put it back in the drawer, and then went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. He still had to go to work, no matter what happened, no matter Luo How exhausted Jane is, he has to keep his daily life normal so that he can feel like a normal person.
Live normally. Luo Jian thought to himself, and took a towel to wash his face in front of the mirror, but soon he discovered that something was wrong, and there seemed to be something on his body that shouldn't exist.
On the side of the neck, where the hair behind the ears is covered by the hair, there is a small purple and blue thing that looks like a tattoo, a small round tattoo of a snake biting its tail.
Luo Jian was already a little calm. Although he didn't know when the tattoo got on his neck inexplicably, but fortunately, it was not obvious that the hair was blocking it, and it was not painful. Luo Jian didn't care much. .
But what if you care? Luo Jian clearly understood that the note, the secret room, the murderer, the knife that suddenly appeared in his desk drawer, and the tattoo on his neck all proved one thing, that is, Luo Jian met Things are unnatural, irresistible to man!
That's why Luo Jian was able to calm down and go to work as usual, instead of yelling here or running to the police like a fool, and then being arrested and sent to a mental hospital. Luo Jian knew that no one would believe what he had experienced, just as he himself could not believe it.
The appointed day in ten days? Luo Jian packed up his things and went out, thinking about the contents of the note, and clearly revealed two messages: one, it seems that this kind of game of escape from the secret room appeared more than once; two, ten days later he will be dragged into that strange room again. in the enclosed space.
Although this recognition made Luo Jian very unhappy, he had to admit that he had no power to resist.
After a busy morning at the company, Luo Jian was harassed by a phone call at noon, and his long-lost friend invited him out for dinner.
"Dinner? You would be so kind to invite me to dinner?" Luo Jian couldn't believe it, listening to Feng Yulan's voice, this lunatic was not like an iron rooster, he didn't even want to pull out half of his hair. It was unprecedented to invite Luo Jian to dinner today, the sun really came out from the west.
"What do you mean? You don't trust me so much! It's rare that I'm in a good mood. It's fine if I don't come."
"Of course, I'll take your surname if I don't kill you!" Luo Jian immediately changed her words, packed up her things and stepped out of the company gate. Feng Yulan on the phone continued to whisper: "12 o'clock on time, see you at the old place .”
The old place is actually a restaurant near Luo Jian's house, very close. Luo Jian looked at his phone and found that he still had time to go home and change a set of clothes. Luo Jian didn't know if he had a fever, because he felt extremely hot, and he was sweating all over his body after sitting in the air-conditioned office all morning, making him sticky and uncomfortable.
So Luo Jian quickly went home and changed his clothes. When he was looking through the clothes in the closet, for some reason, he opened the drawer of the desk again and saw the saber in the drawer.
It was really a coincidence, he subconsciously picked up the knife and tied it around his waist. The scabbard should be tied behind the back and placed horizontally. Luo Jian can pull out the knife as long as he hooks his right hand behind the back, and the coat is long enough to completely cover the knife, and there is no abnormality at all.
After getting ready, Luo Jian took the knife and went out. He felt a little complicated. He never thought of carrying the knife on the street at all, but after returning home, there seemed to be a vague feeling in his mind. While clamoring desperately, calling for him to take the weapon, Luo Jian's keen intuition made him more vigilant, and after much deliberation, he still put the saber on.
When he walked out of the house, he suddenly felt dizzy. Luo Jian raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun was so dazzling that he had to squint his eyes.
It's not over yet. Luo Jian vaguely had this feeling, as if... By the way, it seemed that he was still trapped in that narrow, closed, dark room, just like the victim who was murdered in the secret room , never escaped from the beginning to the end.
Still struggling in the dark world.
Luo Jian lowered her head to avoid the glare of the sun, then subconsciously touched the small tattoo on her neck. Luo Jian felt that she was really having a fever, and her body temperature was abnormally high, but only the tattoo on her neck was still cold.