Damn, stuck in the elevator.
Bai Yan's smile was a little stiff. He was still despising the poor acting skills of the extras, but he didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.
The president is indeed a man who has lived through more than 20 strange stories, and the routine is different every time.
The lights in the elevator went out completely, the buttons also lost their light, and I couldn't see my fingers.
But even if there is no light, the scene in the mirror before the lights go out is still deeply engraved in Bai Yan's heart.
He knew that the elevator was full of 'people' at the moment, and they were standing beside him, looking at him in the dark.
The sense of weightlessness hovered under his feet all the time, Bai Yan was played by the president's counter-routine, and felt deeply that he had to explain it here if he couldn't say it this time.
The elevator didn't go up to the third floor for a long time, but the feeling of going up was always there.
Bai Yan took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight and shone in front of him, but the buttons still didn't move, and it didn't even show how many floors he had ascended to.
Bai Yan suspected that he was trapped in the elevator, so he tried to call Ye Shangyu, but unexpectedly he couldn't get through.
It seems that the president doesn't want him to ask for help outside the court.
Bai Yan hung up the phone, feeling that he couldn't sit still like this.
So, he looked around with a flashlight, but found no one.
"It's strange... Where's the person?"
"Didn't you just keep looking at me?"
With the light, but no one can be seen, Bai Yan was not surprised, but rather puzzled.
He yelled twice and got no response, so he turned around and began to face the mirror.
Under the light of the flashlight, his face was pale and pale, more like a ghost than a ghost.
However, Bai Yan was very familiar with his own face, so he was not startled by himself, but focused on looking at the things next to him in the mirror.
In the mirror, the elevator was still full of people.
Compared with the previous glimpse, there are not many 'people' inside.
They were still looking at him with the eyes that wanted to eat people.
Even though it was the second time he saw this scene, Bai Yan's heart beat half a beat faster.
He swallowed, and tentatively moved two steps in the elevator.
Surprisingly, he didn't feel like stepping on someone. So, he became more courageous and began to wave his arms in the air. Similarly, he slapped his hands for a long time, but he didn't hit anyone.
Even if these ghosts have no physical body, if they are worn by him, there will always be some reactions, right
But apart from the slightly fierce look in their eyes, they didn't react at all.
"So you are all in the mirror..."
After a moment of pondering, Bai Yan came to this conclusion.
Knowing that the group of ghosts who wanted to eat him were trapped in the mirror and couldn't get out for a while, Bai Yan was relieved and let the ghosts continue to stare at him: "It's okay, excuse me, you guys continue."
Bai Yan waved to the person in the mirror, and adjusted his position a little.
He pressed his back against the wall away from the keys so he could see both the mirror and the keys.
After making the adjustments, he didn't move, just pointed his phone ahead.
After about five minutes, the elevator finally stopped, and the lights that were extinguished suddenly came on.
With a ding-dong sound, the elevator door opened.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
"Boom boom, boom boom..."
There was a continuous sound of hitting a ball outside the door, and a sweaty sportsman was dribbling a ball on the floor tiles towards the elevator.
"Playing basketball in the elevator?"
Bai Yan had a strange expression on his face, quietly watching the performance of the man in the sweatshirt.
The elevator room on the third floor was very deserted and not popular at all.
Because it is the third floor, not far from the first floor, many students are too lazy to go up the elevator. The elevator on the third floor is rarely used. It is not unreasonable for the man in the sweatshirt to play basketball in the elevator.
However, since he read the strange talk in the forum, even normal things will become abnormal.
There must be something strange about this.
Moreover, he stayed in the elevator for five full minutes just now before the elevator went up from the second floor to the third floor. Maybe this is not the third floor in the real world, but some other dimension.
The most important thing is, he didn't press the third floor, how could the elevator door open by itself
Sure enough, an accident happened soon.
Under Bai Yan's gaze, the boy missed a few shots and failed to control the ball. The basketball rolled over and rolled into the elevator.
"Hey, buddy, do me a favor and kick the ball out!" The boy smiled at Bai Yan friendly: "I just practiced basketball, and I'm not familiar with it. I'm sorry to play outside, so I practiced in the elevator."
"..."
Bai Yan didn't speak.
"Brother, help me?" Seeing that Bai Yan hadn't responded yet, the boy asked hesitantly, "Are you dumb?"
Hearing this, Bai Yan finally said, "Are we familiar?"
"No." The boy was a little confused, not knowing what Bai Yan meant by asking this.
"Then why should I help you?"
The boy laughed dryly, and said dryly, "Why don't you just help pick up a ball, as for being so fussy?"
After speaking, he looked at Bai Yan expectantly, as if waiting for something.
Bai Yan didn't reply to him, nor did he mock him why he didn't come in and get it himself because he has hands and feet.
What if the boy just waited for his words and he really came in after speaking
Bai Yan didn't respond, and the boy also made fun of himself, standing at the elevator door and staring at the ball inside.
Seeing the boy only talking but not picking up the ball himself, Bai Yan affirmed the guess in his heart, not to mention ignoring the boy.
After a long time, the elevator ding-dong sounded again, and the elevator doors began to close slowly.
At this time, the boy suddenly inserted his hand into the elevator, causing the elevator door to open suddenly, glared at Bai Yan and said, "You really don't want to give me the ball?"
Bai Yan looked away and pretended not to see.
"You will regret it!" The boy tore away the gentle illusion and revealed a hideous face.
The boy pulled his hand out of the door, and as the elevator door slowly closed, Bai Yan vaguely saw the outside of the door was covered in blood.
The hideous boy, together with the sweatshirt on his body, collapsed into a pair of scorched bones. The smell of scorching slightly soaked into the elevator, which was a little smoky.
After the elevator door was completely closed, Bai Yan looked down at the basketball rolling to his feet.
The basketball lay quietly at his feet, nothing unusual.
Looking directly at the basketball, there is nothing unusual, but Bai Yan has gained experience. He turned his head to look in the mirror, and there is also a ball under his feet in the mirror.
But this ball is not a basketball, but a dead head!
Upon closer inspection, the head still looks familiar. Nothing else... This is clearly his own head!
"My head is gone?"
Bai Yan touched his neck reflexively, and the person in the mirror touched his neck too.
Feeling that his head was still there, Bai Yan thought thoughtfully: "The person who asked me for the basketball actually wanted my head. If I kicked the basketball out just now..." Will my head be caught by him too? Picked up
He escaped, but Bai Yan looked at the basketball on the ground and still felt something strange.
This basketball represents his head. When he left the elevator at that moment, should he take this basketball with him or leave it here
Bai Yan fell into deep thought.
The elevator was still going up, and in the narrow square box, the time was unbelievably long.
Bai Yan looked at the mirror and the buttons at the same time, and sometimes he couldn't take care of them at the same time.
In the second half of the three minutes, Bai Yan only felt the image in the mirror flash, and the '5' on the button suddenly lit up.
There is a 'person' who wants to go to the fifth floor.
Naturally, the button wouldn't light up by itself, so Bai Yan immediately turned his head to look into the mirror, and asked inside, "Who did it?"
Of course the 'person' in the mirror can't speak.
They stared at him miserably, their eyes still so vicious.
Bai Yan counted them one by one, and there was not a single ghost missing. Every ghost was standing where it was originally standing, and it was impossible to tell who pressed it just now.
"No one admits it?"
"Dare to act but dare not to act, ghosts have not taken responsibility these days..."
Bai Yan muttered like this, but he was secretly thinking about whether to go down to the first floor and get out of the elevator.
The dormitory building has 13 floors, which is not an auspicious number.
Once you get into the elevator, you have to get out, Bai Yan doesn't want to spend the whole night in the elevator.
And when he got to the 13th floor, Guai Tan might not give him a chance to ride down again.
After experiencing the accident on the second floor, Bai Yan has a little understanding of this strange story. The strange story of the elevator will have different abnormalities on each floor, so the key is which floor to go down.
There was a ghost button just now, which is probably a bad signal.
If ghosts are trapped in the mirror, no matter how scary they look and how scary their eyes are, Bai Yan will not be afraid.
However, if they can come out, then he has to run quickly, otherwise he will be crowded with ghosts in an elevator, maybe he will be swallowed alive by them in a second.
Bai Yan looked at the buttons and thought about it. While thinking, the elevator reached the fourth floor.
The elevator door was still open, Bai Yan immediately looked outside the door, but to his surprise, the floor was empty and there was nothing outside.
"Could it be that this floor is the way out?"
Bai Yan looked at the elevator room on the fourth floor, thinking that he might just go out like this.
The ghost in the mirror has a tendency to break out of the mirror, even if there is only one ghost, it is not something that a mere human can just catch.
There was still some time before the elevator doors closed, Bai Yan did not rush out, but carefully looked at the environment outside the door.
The elevator room on the fourth floor is clean and free of unnecessary debris.
Like the other floors, a blue four was written on the wall of the fourth floor, facing the elevator door.
Bai Yan couldn't see anything unusual on the fourth floor, and he began to hesitate in his heart. He was worried that the president would use his mentality to design strange stories, and sometimes once he missed his way out, he would never have another chance.
"You can't see it with the naked eye, so what about the mirror?"
Bai Yan looked back at the mirror, decided that there was nothing strange in the mirror, so he went out.
As before, there is him in the mirror, there are ghosts, and part of the scene outside is also reflected.
In the mirror, there are no ghosts outside, and even the floor numbers on the wall are exactly the same, without any abnormality.
That's all right, he'd better go out.
Bai Yan took a step forward, but just after taking a step, he remembered something and stopped suddenly.
The numbers in the mirror should be opposite to reality, why are they exactly the same