Although Chen Ge didn't know what was in the corridor, he knew very well that he could never be dragged into that room.
His arms were caught and his eyes were invisible. Chen Ge could only slammed into the corridor by feeling.
It seemed that he kicked something, and his calf hurt, but the pain also made Chen Ge more awake.
"White tiger! Bite him!"
The only thing Chen Ge can trust now is the white cat, but what makes him feel strange is that the white cat lying on his shoulders is motionless, and he can feel that the weight on his neck has not decreased in the slightest.
The body was dragged, and the two sides argued at the entrance of the corridor for nearly half a minute, when Chen Ge suddenly heard a man's voice coming from the corridor.
"You don't want to live anymore?! I'm saving you! There's a ghost in the corridor!"
As this sound appeared, the force pulling Chen Ge's arm increased again.
Now a multiple-choice question is placed in front of Chen Ge, whether to follow the man's voice into the corridor, or continue to walk towards the roof.
Chen Ge made his choice almost in tenths of a second, he shouted towards the corridor: "It's people who are killing them, why should I be afraid of ghosts? If you really want to save me, let go! "
At the critical moment, Chen Ge was very determined to stay on the stairs. He would rather be with a ghost who has already established his identity, and would never leave with a strange "person".
The force on the arm was getting smaller and smaller, and finally the door closed, and the man who wanted to drag Chen Ge into his room seemed to have left.
"So anxious, are you looking for a scapegoat? The last guy who took me as a scapegoat is still in the painting." Chen Ge slowly stood up: "The sound of the door closing is very close to me, and the other party's room is near the entrance of the stairs. , and wait until I bring other employees to visit tomorrow."
Waving his arms slowly, stroking the steps and walls, Chen Ge first determined his position.
"Thank you just now." Chen Ge said towards the stair railing, his hand was no longer being held, so he was not sure that the boy was still there.
"Dabao?"
Without any response, Chen Ge waited in place for a while before continuing to walk upstairs.
"The situation is worse than I predicted. I thought there were at most two or three Specter ghosts and some obsessions that I didn't want to dissipate in this building. Now it seems that I am too optimistic."
Obsession is difficult to cause substantial harm to people, so the man and the little boy who held Chen Ge's arm just now were not simple obsessions, but ghosts.
It was only after reaching the eleventh floor that he had already met two Specters, and the road ahead was definitely more difficult.
Moving his footsteps, when Chen Ge came to the middle of the eleventh floor and the twelfth floor, he suddenly felt like he had stepped on something and was wet.
"Water stains? There is no light on the top floor of the building. How could there be water stains in the corridors at night? Broken pipes?"
Chen Ge can be sure that the blood under his shoes is not stained, the blood coagulates very fast, and the artificial plasma in his haunted house is all added with thinner.
"This should be water..."
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, he suddenly felt a hint of coolness on his cheeks, as if water droplets fell on his face.
Before he could reach out and touch his face, his ankles suddenly felt cold again, as if a snake had just scratched his leg and crawled over.
"what happened?"
The air became humid, and a faint fishy smell could be smelled. When Chen Ge was thinking about it, a woman's voice suddenly came from the front steps.
"so cold… "
It was a low voice, still trembling.
Is there someone in front
Chen Ge slowed down, and his brain was running fast.
The surrounding water vapor filled the air, and the other party felt cold. Was it because her death was related to water? Or was her body hidden in a freezer
Chen Ge thought about it a lot. In fact, it only took a few seconds. He continued to move forward. When he was about to pass the position where the sound came from, he suddenly felt cold in his legs. The chill was spreading towards the back of his neck. It was as if something was slowly crawling onto his back.
"It's so cold, so cold..."
The trembling voice sounded behind Chen Ge this time, and the other party seemed to be following him, and he was one step wrong.
Standing in the dark corridor with eyes closed, I couldn't see anything, but I could feel someone standing behind me.
Every time he took a step, the people behind him followed, and the cold feeling never dissipated, but became stronger and stronger.
Chen Ge didn't act rashly, he slowly raised his hands and stretched out the buttons of his coat.
He unbuttoned the buttons one by one, then took off his coat and gently covered it behind him: "Put it on, stranger, I can't help you change what has happened, I just hope this coat can bring You are a little warmer."
The coat seemed to cover something, maybe Chen Ge's movements were too sudden and completely unexpected.
"I have nothing but this stupid cat. I belong to the kind of dispensable person. I take death very lightly, but it doesn't affect my love for life." Chen Ge leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down. Sitting directly on the steps: "This night is long and boring, can we chat?"
Blindfolded, Chen Ge couldn't see anything; he didn't bring any staff or tools, Chen Ge couldn't do anything.
At this moment, he thought very much instead, leaning against the wall, Chen Ge had a smile on his face, and in the dark, damp, and gloomy corridor, the smile on his face was special.
"If you don't dislike it, just sit next to me." Chen Ge patted the steps next to him lightly: "I am the kind of lonely person, and I envy everyone being able to joke around and have endless topics to talk about. Look. While they are having a carnival, I will always find a quiet corner to stay by myself, this is my happiness, and gradually everyone is used to me like this, I really want to say, you are the first to talk to me recently people."
With his lips slightly parted, Chen Ge, who was sitting on the steps, looked up to his side: "Can you chat with me for a while?"
There was a rustling sound in his ears, Chen Ge's fingers touched the coat he had just covered behind him, and the "stranger" who was following him sat side by side on the steps.
"Thank you for being with me. I'm not very good at communicating with people. If I can, can I listen to your story?"
The sincere tone, but also with a hint of desire, makes it difficult to refuse.
"My body was pressed together, it was cold, I couldn't hold myself..."
"Where are you? Can I find you? Can I help you?" Chen Ge was really going to help the other party, and there was at least one murder case hidden in this building.
"My head was on my back, my arms were broken together, and my legs were on the second floor. He used to hate me, and it wasn't until he was swinging a kitchen knife that he laughed and said he finally found his anorexia. He seldom compliments me on the good qualities of a girl, he said that I was thin, petite, and easy to hide."