"Dorothy, I... want to go to the toilet."
In the tent, another girl suddenly pushed Dorothy's arm and lowered her voice.
Dorothy opened her eyes drowsily: "Isn't there a toilet in this suite? Although there is no water, it's okay to use it temporarily."
"I don't need to. That guy Curley keeps his eyes on us. During the day... he even peeked at me going to the toilet. If I go by myself, maybe he will... "
The girl snorted and pushed Dorothy to act coquettishly: "You accompany me to the other room. It's so dark outside. I really don't dare to be alone."
Dorothy sat up helplessly and looked at the poor girl next to her: "Okay, I'll stay with you."
The two people got out of the tent. The men chatting outside were stunned. Mark quickly asked: "What's wrong?"
Dorothy winked at Mark: "It's okay, let's go out and take a look."
Mark blinked and said thoughtfully: "Then... okay, don't go too far."
The tall man next to him stood up and said politely: "It's too dark outside, how about I go with you."
This man is Kohli.
Dorothy snorted, glared at Curley, and said angrily: "No, we girls have some private conversations, and you don't need to watch."
The two girls put their arms around each other and walked out of the room, each holding a flashlight. In order to protect the girl's secret, they walked through the dark corridor until they reached the stairs at the end of the corridor.
"Okay, let's not go down, just stay here."
Looking at the dark stairs, Dorothy pulled the girl and pointed to the ajar door next to her.
"Then I'll go in, and you can keep an eye on me at the door."
The girl gave Dorothy instructions, took a flashlight, carefully opened the door, and walked in slowly.
Dorothy wrapped her down jacket tightly, looked around boredly, and muttered: "You don't have to go to the bathroom, no one lives here anyway, just pick a room and use it."
"Okay, I know, keep your voice down so other people don't hear you."
A girl's voice came from the room.
Dorothy laughed: "What are you afraid of? There are only two of us here, no one will hear it."
Before she finished speaking, she heard footsteps coming from the top of the stairs. Dorothy was stunned immediately and quickly took the flashlight and shined it towards the stairs.
As the light shone through, the footsteps immediately stopped. Looking along the gap in the stairs, Dorothy saw a pair of naked dirty feet and a white skirt. It looked like a little girl.
"Hello?" Dorothy's voice trembled, "Who are you?"
There was no reaction. Under the light, the little feet did not move.
Dorothy didn't know what she was thinking. She actually took two steps forward, tried hard to look up, and continued to ask in a loud voice: "Are you here for traveling too? Are you lost? Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. Come down. I'll take you back."
Dorothy didn't pay attention. She spoke loudly, but neither Mark nor his companions who were in the same corridor, nor their female companions in the room next to her, showed any reaction, as if they didn't hear her.
And Dorothy didn't notice that she had already walked up the stairs before she knew it. And every time she took a step upward, her little feet would move back a little, so Dorothy could never see the whole person clearly. When she reached the turn of the stairs, her little feet suddenly ran away.
"Hey, don't run, be careful!"
Dorothy seemed to be lost. Seeing the other person running, she ran after him without thinking, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.
After a while, the girl who was going to the toilet came out of the room. She lowered her head and straightened her clothes and said, "It's really dirty in there... Forget it, I can only tolerate it in a place like this."
She looked up and looked around, but Dorothy was nowhere to be seen. She opened her eyes wide and shouted urgently: "Dorothy, where have you been? Stop making trouble, let's go back quickly."
"What's your name? I'm here."
Dorothy's voice came from the bottom of the stairs, but her voice was a bit muffled and unclear, as if something was stuffed in her mouth.
The girl walked carefully to the stairs, held up a flashlight and shined it down, and sure enough she saw half a figure standing in the shadow of the corner of the stairs. Judging by her body shape and clothing, she looked exactly like Dorothy. However, because of the position of the other party, the flashlight could not illuminate her upper body, so the girl could not clearly see the other party's appearance.
"Where are you doing?"
The girl asked with a frown.
"I found something else. Come down and take a look."
whispered Dorothy softly.
The girl hesitated. Logically speaking, any normal person would be able to tell that something was wrong. But her brain felt a little confused for some reason. Although she didn't move forward, she didn't move back either. She just stared blankly at "Dorothy" standing in the shadow of the corner of the stairs.
"Come here, what are you waiting for, come here quickly..."
Following that voice, the girl's eyes gradually became distracted, and she slowly stepped forward like a manipulated puppet.
In the room that was used as a temporary camp, Colley suddenly turned to look at the door and hesitated: "You... did you hear anything?"
"what sound?"
The others listened one after another, and after a while, they shook their heads and said, "No."
The tour guide smoked a cigarette and said slowly: "Maybe it's rats. In a place like this, those little guys are indispensable."
Speaking of mice, Mark suddenly remembered something and frowned: "How long has it been? How come Dorothy and the others haven't come back yet?"
"Aren't they going to go around the neighborhood? They definitely want to play for a while."
The DV boy said without raising his head. For some reason, he always felt that he was missing something, but he couldn't remember what he had lost.
"No wonder you don't have a girlfriend. Those words are obviously just for us." Mark picked up the flashlight and stood up, "No, I have to go and take a look."
Colley followed: "Let me accompany you."
The tour guide had a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Mark and the two walking towards the door. Suddenly, he had a feeling that as long as he stepped out of this door, he might never come back. After a moment, he suddenly felt a tremor all over his body. He was about to speak to stop Mark, but Mark and the others had already walked out of the room.
"Don't leave this building, it's dangerous outside."
The tour guide hesitated for a moment, but still did not stop Mark and the others from looking for their companions.
"knew."
Mark replied impatiently. He and Corley searched room by room along the corridor until they found the end of the corridor, but found no trace of Dorothy or the other two.
"Strange, they really dare to run far away?"
Mark scratched his hair.
Corley held up the flashlight, looked up and down the stairs, and frowned: "Do you think they will go upstairs or downstairs?"
Mark thought for a moment and suddenly howled at the top of his lungs: "Dorothy! Where are you?"
Curley was startled: "Are you crazy? What if it attracts other things?"
Mark laughed disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? There is no one else here except us."
Before he finished speaking, Dorothy's voice came from upstairs: "Mark, I'm here."
"Look, we found them."
Mark winked at Colley proudly and wanted to go upstairs. However, at this moment, another girl's voice came from downstairs: "I'm here."
"Um?"
Mark and Colley couldn't help but stare, wondering what was going on.
After a while, Colley didn't know what he was thinking, but he actually said this: "How about... let's go find them separately?"