The company’s territory, which has not yet been identified as the "Castle of Secrets", has initially established a grass-roots team and concluded a contract through the "contract", establishing the initial class system.
Chen Chao: The founder, the home (master) of the (fort) at the top of the food chain, the spokesperson of the secretive suspense!
Xia Nannan: The first outstanding employee, always dominates the small black house.
Bottle cap: Pretend to be a dead puppet, the only one to sell one's body, a model worker!
at the moment!
Chen Chao wore weird styles, Xia Nuan wore a stubborn raincoat and carried a student bag, and the bottle cap was hanging from a cane while swinging his head.
The two of them stood in front of the scorched black security door, stopped for a while, and finally decided to explore this interesting thing, or leave it to the quiet atmosphere of the night to feel more feeling.
The elevator door opened, and there was a young man carrying a garbage bag. He didn't seem to expect that the elevator would stop on the 9th floor, and he didn't expect such a weird pair to walk in.
It's like a father who killed Matt with a disabled daughter who is mentally ill, and a toy puppet with a weird shape.
"Are you new here?" The young man realized that the look in his eyes was not polite, he turned his gaze back and asked.
"Well, 904, just checked in today."
Chen Chao glanced at the garbage bag full of take-out boxes in the man's hand, and put the label {neighbor + single man} on the other's forehead calmly.
"Ah, 904, it's the other door on fire!"
The neighbor man looked strange, his eyes hesitated between Chen Chao and Xia Nannan, and finally gritted his teeth and told: "I heard that the house seems a bit unclean. Some time ago, the real estate agent brought a female tenant to try it out. It was midnight. , There was a creepy sound from the room."
When listening to other people's stories, be sure to show an expression of expectation, so that the other party will more easily arouse the other's desire to express, and Chen Chao's face will show just right doubts.
"The construction quality of this building is very average. The thickness of the floor slab between the upper and lower floors is relatively narrow, so the sound insulation effect is very poor. Basically, the noise upstairs and downstairs can be heard." The neighbor man explained: "Oh, I I live on the 904th floor. My name is Wang Kang."
"I'm Chen Chao. I just moved here today. The agent who sold the house didn't mention this to me. Tell me in detail. What did you hear that night?"
Chen Chao furrowed his brows, his face showing a trace of nervousness and worry.
The elevator is a closed space, surrounded by a circle of polished glass panels, reflecting all three people in the glass.
The elevator was slowly descending, and only the voice of Wang Kang telling the story lingered in the mirror, forming a strange echo in the airtight.
"It was about three or four in the middle of the night. I don't remember clearly. When I was thirsty and drinking water, I heard the sound of knocking on the wall from downstairs."
"Boom, boom, boom! It's very rhythmic. I thought it was a resonant sound of walking barefoot. I'll listen to it later."
Wang Kang was immersed in the memories of that night, with a little sweat on his forehead, "It is the sound of footsteps, but not the resonance from walking on the floor, but..."
"Ceiling?" Chen Chao stared at the back of Wang Kang's head exposed in the mirror, and followed the meaning of the other party's words.
"Yes, it's the ceiling." Wang Kang's face turned pale, "It's like someone stepping on the ceiling hanging upside down, pacing back and forth, and the sound is coming upstairs along the floor."
"I thought I had auditory hallucinations, and then I lay on the ground and listened carefully to the movement downstairs, and then the sound of footsteps disappeared." Wang Kang's breathing became thick, "I just breathed a sigh of relief. Just the moment you get up."
"The sound of footsteps is stomping heavily, and I felt that the position of the footstep was facing my face, sticking to the other side of the floor."
"I was so frightened that my legs and feet were soft and I couldn't get up on the ground, and then the sound of footsteps slowly left."
"And then?" Chen Chao's eyes showed keen interest, the elevator door behind him slowly opened at this moment, and he closed it again by pressing the key with his backhand.
Wang Kang was stunned for a moment before he realized that Chen Chao seemed to be fascinated by it.
His heart "cocked" and he was looking down at the pupil, who lowered his head to cover his head with the hood of the raincoat, and his hands were playing with the toy puppet on the cane impatiently.
Suddenly, the spinning head of the puppet was cut off, and cotton wool and silk thread emerged from the inner neck.
Wang Kang's pupils shrank sharply, and fine goose bumps crawled out of his back.
"After that, what happened downstairs?"
Chen Chao moved his face away slightly and looked at Wang Kang, whose expression suddenly became tense, only feeling a little inexplicable.
Did I listen to the story too seriously
Chen Chao took a step back and looked at Wang Kang suspiciously, "Would you like to tell the story in the elevator before going over?"
Wang Kang's throat was a little dry, he looked at the closed elevator door, he could only nod stiffly and continued: "Then I heard a sharp tearing sound from downstairs, and a strange chewing sound."
"It's like a carnivore dragging the carcass, chewing and swallowing raw meat. I can't distinguish this sound, but after a while, I heard a woman screaming."
Wang Kang's voice is low and dumb, and he speaks at a fast speed. He doesn't have the immersion of telling the story just now. He just wants to finish the story quickly. "It's the kind of intermittent yelling that is choked by the throat. It is very rapid but disappears in a few sounds. NS."
"Then all the sounds disappeared. I listened for a while, and then couldn't hear the sound. I seemed to fall asleep on the ground in a daze."
Wang Kang skipped his wonderful and complicated psychological activities at the time, but went straight to the ending: "The next morning, the woman downstairs was carried out by the real estate agent, and the neighbors in the building saw it in the elevator. The woman's face was full of horror, as if she had seen a ghost, her eyes bulged and bloodshot, and her mouth unconsciously kept repeating whispers—there was an upside-down human face outside the window, which was stuck to the glass and looked inside! "
"The person walking upside down on the ceiling, the face hanging upside down outside the window, oh, I feel that the plot corresponds to each other~"
Chen Chao habitually supports the frame to cover up the shrinking pupils: "This weird ghost story is obviously the first time I heard of it, but there is a familiar sense of familiarity, just like the scorched and terrifying hole on the outer wall of 901. , Although the flame has been extinguished long ago, there are still traces of that time in the air..."
"What does the erased memory in my mind have to do with this? Is there a secret connection to the Yuhua seat across the road?"
There are still too few clues, they are all fragments of scraps, unable to piece together the context of the event, all of which are still behind the darkness of confusion.
Chen Chao felt that the air he breathed around seemed to be filled with the breath of conspiracy, with strands of invisible smoke shrouded in layers, and at the other end of the smoke was a human face that was quietly woven. I have been eyeing myself a long time ago!