Deep in the unknown room on the unknown floor of the apartment, a thunderous thunder suddenly sounded from the open window. A large amount of rain blew into the room along the window and poured it on the dusty floor. At the same time, it also placed a side lying on the ground. The man got wet.
Perhaps it was the thunder, or the coldness of the rain, which pulled the man from a short lost journey to reality. His clothes that were already wet are now wet again. The extremely cold and extremely cold touch makes him the first to wake up. Time shivered.
He lay on the floor with his left hand wearing an out-of-season glove, as if necrotic, only his right hand supported the ground. With a little force, the man slowly stood up from the black mud floor.
The man shook his drowsy brain and spatially transmitted his experience more than once, but this time seemed to have brought obvious sequelae. Even though the time was very short, the journey was less than half a second, his spirit was a little sluggish.
This is a room with no windows closed. Judging from the current position, the man was transported into the living room of the house. However, the house is surrounded by four walls. It has been uninhabited for many years. A lot of dust and stains are now covered by rain. When it gets wet, it all becomes a bog, one by one, a dark and dirty thing is formed.
The man pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, subconsciously wiped off the dirt on his face, and cleaned his body again, but he didn't clean it too deliberately.
"Things are almost as I expected, but I don't know which floor or room I was assigned to..." His tone was a little rushed, as if he hadn't been relieved from the movement of space.
He walked to the window numbly, looked outside, and then closed the window.
When the window was closed, the roar of the rainstorm suddenly dissipated a lot. He began to patrol the environment in the room. It was a small two-bedroom and one-living residential house. The man walked around. After the circle, there is no doubt, after all, no one lives for more than ten years, and the things that can be emptied have long been emptied.
The difference between this room and the rough room now is that it is more empty.
He stood at the door of the room, looking at the security door locked in front of him, lost in thought, analyzing the current situation.
In the recent exploration, he has mastered the allocation of eleven executors, of which eight rooms are allocated. Now, the farther away from the "seventh floor", the better, because at dusk tomorrow, that floor will be If it disappears directly, of course the executor will die.
However, judging from the information just now, as of the eleventh floor, there have been eight engraving rooms, and he thought to himself that the probability that there would be executors living on floors 1 to 3 was very low.
So in other words, basically all the executors will be located on the seventh floor, and among so many floors, the situation of having one room is the most complicated.
Room "1302", the location of this room is very special, because it is located on the strangest floor that both batches have encountered, next to the strangest room "1301"!
If anyone goes to 1302, then perhaps the immediate concern is not the floor swallowing problem, but the complicated situation next door. It can only be said that this person will be extremely sad.
The man glanced at his watch, and it was now half past ten after the mission started on June 18.
Obviously the time he passed out was not short, and he passed 20 minutes safely. Perhaps this was a gift from the newspaper, but compared to the three-day unsolvable task time, these 20 minutes weighed too much. .
"This time is the beginning of the rainy night serial murder case..." The man's eyebrows were a little worried, and he began to gradually analyze the current situation. "If I enter early, Song Zhuoming will really live to this day. From now on, I, Rong Chuan, John, Lou Yun and Song Zhuoming will be the first victims, but I don’t know which of the five will start first..."
While he was thinking, the 13th floor of the apartment was more foggy, the innermost room, the door of 1301 was gradually pushed open from the inside, a plainly dressed middle-aged woman, holding two The white candle walked out of the room slowly.
An eccentric little girl followed her until the woman’s waist was as high as her waist. The little girl held a lighted white candle in her hand. The movements of the two people were very slow, and the walking pace and gestures were like Mechanically rigid.
The woman and the girl, each holding a dimly lit white candle, walked out of room 1301, but they didn't go far. They just stopped after two steps and stood in front of the door next door with a sound. Don't say anything, look at the door of 1302 quietly!
At this moment, the man on the task of contemplation stands inside the door, and the woman and the girl stand outside with candles. The two sides represent different positions. They both quietly looked at the old door in front of them, not moving. move.
The sight and hearing of both parties were cut off by this door, and no one could see from the perspective of God that the atmosphere fell into an inexplicable stalemate.
Only the women and girls outside the door, those cheeks that were reddened by the light of candle light gradually evoked a chilling sneer...
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This is another unknown floor and unknown room. A drowsy girl lies quietly on the floor. The difference from the previous man’s room is that the girl’s room also has some furniture settings, but the styles are already very good. Old, the previous products were eliminated by the market.
The dark curtain covered all the light outside the window, and apart from the crackling rain in the room, there was only the girl's gasp.
The girl’s hair is a little short, and her face lying on the floor is cute and there is a trace of bitterness in her heart. No one knows how long she has slept here until another voice suddenly comes from the room. Aroused all the silence.
"Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
This is the unique network call ringtone of the mobile phone communication software. The phone is shining brightly in the girl's trouser pocket, and the buzzing vibration and call ringtone are very loud in the quiet room.
The girl suddenly opened her eyes, her nerves tightened suddenly, and she got up from the ground all of a sudden, and then her lovely and pure face gradually changed from dazed, to pain, and finally to deep fear and panic!
She stood still and whirled for a long time before finally remembering the ringing bells in her pocket.
Perhaps it was the lack of experience in performing the task for the first time. She did not mute her mobile phone in advance like other seniors, but at this moment she pulled her back from sleep in time.
She was frightened, first fumbled out her phone, then knelt down and searched for her backpack, until the flashlight was turned on, the old house finally had a glimmer of light, and she finally raised her confidence and connected the call.
This is a group of only three people. At this time, the girl was the last person to join the call. When she put the phone to her ear, she heard a calm voice with a strong voice. The man said softly: "Lou Yun, you Are you awake?"
"Hmm!" The girl kept nodding her head, for fear that she would lose her only hope after a while.
A seventeen-year-old girl was teleported into an unknown dark room alone, and everyone would be frightened, using her mobile phone as the only life-saving measure!
"Do you know which floor you are on?" The male voice on the other end of the phone was a bit rush, as if urgently determining the girl's location.
"I... I don't know. I just woke up and I didn't have time to investigate the situation. How about you? Which floor are you located on?" The girl's voice was already a little bit crying. If she doesn't see someone she is familiar with, she will be swallowed by endless darkness. Lost.
But the voice on the other end of the phone did not answer her question, but instead led the topic to another place.
"Our floor has been determined. We are going to send you now. The evil spirits are about to attack us. Now we must immediately determine where you are. It will be even more dangerous after you are placed!"
As soon as the girl heard the words "being alone", she immediately trembled. She almost immediately panicked. She grabbed her bag and stumbled and ran towards the gate, shouting as she ran, "You wait. Let me give you a quick look, I will go out to see which floor I am on!"
With a crisp sound, the closed door was instantly cracked, and the girl pushed the door out. She acted recklessly and did not hide her whereabouts at all. Perhaps in her eyes, as long as she can quickly rendezvous with other people, she can rely on it. .
At the very least, she doesn't need to be alone to resist the horror of the deep apartment.
"Why is there only your voice, John? Why doesn't he speak?"
"Don't worry, he is by my side, you tell me quickly, which floor you are on, we can find you to meet!"
The girl pushed the door open and pulled it back. She looked at the room number in front of her and said in a hurry, "Yes..."
But she didn't have time to finish her words at all, and suddenly there was a low sound of footsteps on the other side of the deep corridor, interrupting the words she was about to say.
She stared at the figure that was about to arrive in the corridor, her heart stopped beating.
That thing walks very slowly and slowly, as if it's a walk, it's definitely not a human being!
Don't tell the executors to leave at this time, even if they leave the room, they will never have such a relaxed posture, such steps...
"Hello? Lou Yun! Hurry up and tell me where you are?"
"I..." The girl's soul was leaving her orifice as the black shadow gradually appeared, her voice trembling still unable to say that sentence.
Pata, the phone fell off the girl's palm, and then her body fell to the ground feebly, raising a cloud of dust.
And the phone flickered twice, and there was no sound from the microphone, and the picture on the screen displayed "You have two missed calls"...
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