The last time the elevator opened was on the twelfth floor, right in the middle of the building.
"The game is over, but the 24th floor still hasn't appeared."
The silver-gray elevator door faced the dark corridor. Chen Ge stood inside and took out the brochure of the Ghost Stories Association.
"The first floor corresponds to the twenty-third floor, and the second floor corresponds to the twenty-second floor. The whole building has an odd number of floors. The twelfth floor is in the middle, and there are no corresponding floors."
After thinking for a long time, Chen Ge didn't know whether he succeeded or not: "Is it because he was seen by the old man? So it failed? Do I need to try again?"
Today is already Wednesday. It’s dark at night. Sitting alone in the elevator looking at the dark corridor outside, Chen Ge also feels something is wrong.
"There is the number 24 on the elevator display, but there is no corresponding button on the control panel. Is this a mistake by the installer, or is it intentional?"
Chen Ge was unwilling to leave and decided to go to the top floor to take a look in person.
He pressed the button for the twenty-third floor, and the elevator began to rise again.
The numbers keep changing without stopping.
"20,21,22..."
Chen Ge looked at the display screen. When the number changed from 22 to 23, he suddenly found that the elevator did not slow down as before.
The color of the numbers continued to deepen, as if blood was oozing from the wound, a cold wind blew in the closed elevator car, and strange sounds came from outside the elevator from time to time.
Chen Ge stood in the corner, his body half-hunched, his fingertips lightly touching the butcher's knife tied to his calf.
After about two seconds, the elevator began to slow down. When the elevator came to a complete stop, the last number on the display screen lit up.
"twenty four!"
The silver-gray elevator door opened to both sides, with a few streaks of blood stuck in the middle, and a strong stench poured in from the outside.
Covering his mouth and nose, Chen Ge was very familiar with this smell. He had smelled a similar smell in Wang Shenglong's room in Haiming Apartment and on the first floor of the third ward.
"This smell seems to be unique to the monster on the other side of the door!"
The elevator door opened completely, and a cold wind blew in the empty car. Chen Ge looked at the almost completely dark corridor outside, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
He did not go out directly, but first set the one-touch dialing on his mobile phone to Gu Feiyu's number. Although it was one more process than calling the police, it could effectively prevent the person receiving the police from revealing his existence.
After setting up, Chen Ge took out another thing from his pocket. Before coming, he was also thinking about whether he should take this thing out of the haunted house.
"There is a requirement in the leaflet that all members of the association are not allowed to leak information to each other, so they must wear masks."
There are many masks in Chen Ge's haunted house, but there is only one that is the most comfortable to wear - the spliced human face of Doctor Skull Crusher.
"Wearing it, I feel like I can integrate into this psychiatric group more easily."
It was the first time I wore a human skin mask outside a haunted house. It felt a little unnatural, but I couldn't care less about these details now.
After walking out of the elevator, Chen Ge looked back. There were some blood stains and incomplete bloody handprints on the walls on both sides of the elevator door. It was as if someone struggled to climb to the side of the elevator and was then cruelly grabbed back.
The silver-gray elevator door slowly closed, and the elevator didn't come back up after it went down.
"How am I going to leave?"
There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Chen Ge can only comfort himself in this way now.
He checked his belongings and walked towards the corridor.
In the elevator, someone could be heard screaming outside, but when Chen Ge came out, he found that the surroundings were quiet.
The security doors on both sides were all locked, and there was no sound coming from the house.
"It feels like there are no living people on this floor."
As we continued to move forward, the light became darker and darker, and more and more blood stains began to appear on the walls.
"Is the Ghost Story Association in a certain room?" Chen Ge walked forward for about ten meters when he suddenly saw an open security door in front of him.
He cautiously approached the iron door and was about to look inside when a man wearing a bird's beak mask suddenly walked out.
When the two sides met, Chen Ge stopped, but the man with the beak was frightened and took a step back.
Chen Ge didn't speak first. In this completely unfamiliar environment, the more he spoke, the more dangerous he might be.
Both of them were silent. After a few breaths, the man with the beak asked doubtfully: "Newcomer?"
"Yes." Chen Ge changed his voice, making his voice hoarse and deeper.
"Three newcomers have already arrived today, how come there is a fourth one?" The man with the beak stood in front of Chen Ge: "How did you find this place?"
Chen Ge handed the brochure of the Ghost Story Association to the man with the beak. After taking a look at it, the man became even more confused: "It's a brochure we sent out, but why are four people here this time?"
He walked up to Chen Ge and looked up and down. The long beak almost touched Chen Ge's face.
"I can't smell any strange smell..." The man with the beak closed the security door next to him and said uncertainly: "Come with me."
Chen Ge followed with his head lowered, his eyelids twitching slightly. Just when the man with the beak turned around and closed the door, he glanced into the room.
There were several wooden boxes placed in the dark room. One of the boxes had not yet been sealed, and half of an arm was stuck in the gap. A circular wound could be seen in the center of the palm, as if it had been pecked through by a bird's beak.
Following the man with the beak, the two of them came to the end of the corridor.
"Go in." He pointed to a door at the far end of the corridor and said to Chen Ge.
"good."
Chen Ge didn't waste any time. He opened the door and paused for a second or two. After confirming that there was no danger at the door, he walked straight in.
Taking one step forward, Chen Ge took a deep breath when he saw the scene inside the house.
The room was much larger than he imagined. There was an extended dining table in the living room, with five people wearing faceless masks and black robes sitting on the left and right, and three people in casual clothes standing beside the dining table.
Didn't take a seat.
"Thirteen..." Chen Ge wrote down all the characteristics of those people in just a few seconds: "Is it because of the light? Why are there no shadows on the five people on the left, and only the five on the right?
Is there a shadow?”
"Go in, the fourth newcomer, I wish you good luck." The man with the beak didn't give Chen Ge a chance to regret it, and slammed the security door shut.
"Bang!"
The door closed loudly, and everyone in the room was attracted, looking at Chen Ge through their masks.
"Why is there a fourth newcomer?" The man sitting in the first seat on the right stood up. His voice was a bit shrill, and there was a cigarette scar on his exposed little finger.
"Don't interrupt other people's stories." The person in the first seat on the left said calmly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
"But why are there four newcomers?" The man on the right sat back in his seat.
"It doesn't matter how many newcomers there are now, there will only be three left in the end anyway."
The man on the left said sinisterly. Hearing his words, the three newcomers standing next to the dining table were a little nervous.