Chairs are placed in the middle of the corridor, and if you want to enter the second floor, you will inevitably pass by it.
Chen Ge still remembers the encounter at the door of the girls' apartment before, and this chair seems to take the initiative to approach a living person.
He hid in the corner of the stairs, hesitating.
"With a backrest, this chair is completely different from the chair in the classroom of the activity center. It should have been specially moved from other places, but why did they throw this chair in the activity center?"
Looking at the style, the chairs on the second floor of the activity center are the same as the chairs in the girls' apartment building. They should be apartment chairs distributed by the school to each student.
Chen Ge used his mobile phone to take a photo of the door number of the opposite room, and it said words like vocal music: "The dance studio is not on the second floor, why don't I go directly to the third floor? What if there is also a chair in the middle of the corridor on the third floor? ? Then I was chased by it to the corner of the stairs, and when I went downstairs, I was blocked by the chair on the second floor..."
The somewhat terrifying picture flashed in his mind, Chen Ge thought for a while, and without evading, clenched the tool hammer and entered the corridor on the second floor.
The dark corridor can't see the end at a glance, the doors on both sides are all closed, and the windows on the doors are covered with dust and blurred, and it is impossible to see what is hidden in the classroom.
Chen Ge walked very slowly, he didn't ignore other things because the chair was in front of him.
In fact, from Chen Ge's point of view, the idle classrooms on both sides are actually a little more scary.
"I don't know how long it has been since no one has entered this place. The floor tiles are covered with dust, and the footprints cannot be removed. If the person behind me also enters the activity center, he will definitely find me." In such a strange environment , Chen Ge also did not forget to be vigilant about possible third parties: "I want to speed up and make a quick decision!"
The light of the mobile phone swayed as Chen Ge's arm swayed, and he got closer and closer to the chair.
"It doesn't seem like there is anything to be afraid of? Can a chair kill me?" Chen Ge turned around the chair, which gave him the feeling that it was an ordinary chair.
"Would you like to take it apart and take a look?" Chen Ge thought so in his heart, and he did the same in his hand. He raised the tool hammer and put the chair down, and suddenly saw something written under the chair.
"Qian Yujiao? Like a girl's name."
The appearance of this name further confirmed Chen Ge's previous speculation that the chair was indeed not the original object of the activity center, but belonged to a certain person.
When the school holds large-scale activities, students will be asked to bring their own chairs to participate. In order to prevent confusion, many people will write their names under the chairs.
"Is there a name under the chair in the girls' apartment?" Chen Ge took this name in his mind, he thought about it instead of smashing the chair, but put it in the classroom next to him: "The longer you stay, the more If you don't feel well, I'd better go to the third floor quickly."
He went back the same way and followed the stairs to the third floor.
There was nothing in the empty corridor. Chen Ge pushed open the doors of several classrooms. The desks and chairs inside were piled up behind the house. Some walls were painted with new paint, and two different colors could be clearly seen.
"The school is about to be closed, why do you need to refresh the paint at this time? Who is the decoration for?" The encounter in the Ping'an Apartment made Chen Ge's mind instantly come to an idea: "The newly painted wall paint should be to cover up a certain kind of thing."
He rubbed the wall with a tool hammer. What made him feel strange was that the wall behind the new paint was normal, and there was no such thing as bloodstains and women's hair as imagined.
"It won't be that simple." He visited several classrooms and found that not every classroom had places where the paint was refreshed. The few places where the paint was refreshed were also very close to the drainage pipes in the building.
"Before the school was closed, the drainage system of this building should have been re-installed." Chen Ge looked up and said, "The classrooms on the first and second floors of the activity center can see traces of use, but only the ones on the third floor. Classrooms appear to be out of use before the closure."
Tables and chairs are stacked together, there is not even a chalk on the podium, and some classroom doors are even locked.
"Haunted? Murder? Is there a security risk?" There were many reasons for the ban, and Chen Ge was not sure. He exited the classroom and walked towards the fourth floor.
Stepping on the stairs, Chen Ge turned back from time to time, but the chair did not chase after him.
When he walked to the middle of the third and fourth floors, he found a wooden board standing on the stairs, with the words "No Entry" written on it, and a few lines were drawn with ropes around the wooden board.
After all, how could Chen Ge return because of a broken plank? He put the plank aside and drilled directly under the rope.
When he came to the fourth floor, Chen Ge saw at a glance that there was a painted door number hanging on the door facing the stairs.
"Dance studio!" After groping in the activity center for so long, he finally found the most likely place for red dancing shoes.
The layout of the fourth floor is different from the other floors. Several classrooms were opened up and merged into one.
After tearing off the seal on the door and picking the lock on the door, Chen Ge pushed open the door of the dance studio that had been sealed for years.
Time seems to have forgotten here, and everything remains the same as it was a few years ago.
The smooth wooden floor is covered with dust, and there is a strange smell in the house. It seems that a lot of deodorant has been sprayed here, but because the air is not ventilated and it has been sealed for so many years, the smell of the deodorant itself has been Deteriorated into a new odor.
Chen Ge entered it against the wall. This dance studio is very professional. The wooden floor is glued to facilitate the students to practice dance. It seems that he is afraid that the sound of the sound will be too loud and affect other classrooms downstairs. The walls are covered with sound-absorbing cotton, Soundproofing panels are installed.
"It's the first time I've seen such a big dance studio." Chen Ge raised his phone and looked into the distance.
The wall is equipped with a wall-mounted handlebar, which can be adjusted in height freely, and there is a row of low seats under it for students to rest.
At the other end of the dance studio, six floor-to-ceiling mirrors are placed side by side. The mirrors are seamlessly assembled. Each mirror is about one meter wide and about two meters high.
"I almost forgot that there are mirrors in the dance studio." Looking at the floor-to-ceiling mirror that covered the walls, Chen Ge took a deep breath. In the middle of the mirror, there were three chairs with backrests.
"Three appeared at the same time?" Chen Ge gritted his teeth and took the initiative to walk towards the three chairs. His every move was reflected in the mirror.
In the dance studio in the early morning, looking at himself in the mirror, the closer Chen Ge got, the less sure he felt.
Resisting the urge to smash the mirror, he put down the three chairs. Like the one he had seen before, there was a girl's name written under each chair.
"Counting the chair in the girls' apartment, I have seen five chairs in total. If each chair represents a girl, what happened to these five girls?"