Although Chen Ge didn't know what was in the corridor, he knew very well that he could not be dragged into that room.
With his arm caught and his eyes blind, Chen Ge could only rely on his feeling to kick towards the corridor.
It seemed that he had 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 shoulder is motionless. He can feel that the weight on his neck has not lightened at all.
His body was dragged, and the two parties argued at the entrance of the corridor for nearly half a minute. 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 voice appeared, the force pulling Chen Ge's arm increased again.
Now a multiple-choice question was placed in front of Chen Ge: should he follow the man's voice into the corridor, or continue walking towards the roof of the building.
Chen Ge made his choice in almost a few tenths of a second. He shouted towards the corridor: "It's humans who are forcing them to death. Why should I be afraid of ghosts? If you really want to save me, then let go!"
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At the critical moment, Chen Ge was determined to stay on the stairs. He would rather be with the ghost whose identity he had identified than leave with a strange "person".
The strength in his arm became smaller and smaller, and finally the door closed, and the man who wanted to drag Chen Ge into his room seemed to have left.
"Are you looking for a scapegoat in such a hurry? The guy who thought of me as a scapegoat is still in the painting." Chen Ge slowly stood up: "The sound of the door closing was very close to me, and the other person's room is near the stairs.
, I will visit you tomorrow when I bring other employees with me."
Waving his arms slowly, stroking the steps and walls, Chen Ge first determined his position.
"Thank you just now." Chen Ge said towards the staircase railing. His hand was no longer being held, so he was not sure whether the boy was still there.
"Dabao?"
There was no response, so Chen Ge waited there for a while before continuing to walk upstairs.
"The situation is worse than I predicted. I thought there would be at most two or three evil spirits in this building and some obsessions that don't want to dissipate. Now it turns out that I was too optimistic."
It is difficult for obsession to cause substantial harm to people, so the man and the little boy who grabbed Chen Ge's arm just now are not simple obsessions, but serious ghosts.
We had just reached the eleventh floor, and we had already encountered two fierce ghosts. The road ahead would definitely be even more difficult.
Moving his steps, when Chen Ge came to the middle between the eleventh and twelfth floors, he suddenly felt as if he had stepped on something wet.
"Water damage? There is no light on the top floor of the building. How could there be water damage in the corridor at night? The pipe is broken?"
Chen Ge can be sure that there is no blood under his shoes now. Blood coagulates very quickly. The artificial plasma in his haunted house all has diluents added to it.
"This should be water..."
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he suddenly felt a chill on his cheeks, as if water dropped on his face.
Before he could reach out to touch his face, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his ankle, as if a snake had just brushed against his leg and crawled over.
"what happened?"
The air became humid, and a faint fishy smell could be smelled. While Chen Ge was thinking, a woman's voice suddenly came from the steps in front.
"so cold……"
The voice was very soft and he was still trembling.
Is there anyone in front?
Chen Ge slowed down, his brain working rapidly.
There was water vapor all around and the other person felt cold. Is it because her death was related to water? Or maybe her body was hidden in the freezer?
Chen Ge thought a lot. In fact, it only took a few seconds. He continued to move forward. When he was about to pass the place where the sound came from, he suddenly felt his legs getting cold. The chill spread towards the back of his neck.
It was as if something was slowly crawling up his back.
"So cold, so cold..."
The trembling voice sounded from behind Chen Ge this time. The other person seemed to be following him, missing him by a step.
Standing in the dark corridor with his eyes closed, he couldn't see anything, but he could feel someone standing behind him.
Every time he took a step, the person behind him also took a step. The cold feeling never dissipated, but became stronger and stronger.
Chen Ge did not act rashly. He slowly raised his hands and reached for the buttons of his coat.
He unbuttoned the buttons one by one, then took off his coat and gently covered it behind his back: "Put it on, stranger. I can't help you change what has happened. I only hope that this coat can bring
You are a little warmer."
The coat seemed to be covering something. Perhaps Chen Ge's movement was too sudden and completely unexpected.
"I have nothing but this stupid cat. I am the kind of dispensable person. I take death very lightly, but this does not affect my love for life." Chen Ge slowly squatted down while holding on to the wall, and finally
He sat directly on the steps and said, "The night is long and boring. Can we have a chat?"
Blindfolded, Chen Ge could not see anything; without any staff or any tools, Chen Ge could not do anything.
At this moment, he was thinking very much, leaning against the wall, with a smile on Chen Ge's face. In the dark, damp, and gloomy corridor, the smile on his face looked special.
"If you don't mind, just sit next to me." Chen Ge patted the steps next to him: "I am a relatively lonely person, and I envy everyone who can joke around and have endless topics to talk about. Look.
Watching them having a carnival, I would always find a quiet corner to stay alone. This is my happiness. Gradually, everyone got used to me like this. If I really want to talk about it, you are the first one to talk to me recently.
people."
With his lips slightly parted, Chen Ge, who was sitting on the steps, raised his head and looked 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 with him on the steps.
"Thank you for staying with me. I don't know how to communicate with others. If possible, can I listen to your story?"
The sincere tone, with a hint of desire, makes it difficult to refuse.
"My bodies were pressed together and it was very cold. I couldn't hold myself..."
"Where are you? Can I go find you? Can I help you?" Chen Ge was really prepared to help him. There was at least one murder hidden in this building.
"My head was put on my back, my arms were snapped together, and my legs were on the second floor. He used to hate me until I waved the kitchen knife and he started laughing and said he finally found the anorexia
He rarely praises me for my good qualities as a girl. He says I am thin, petite, and easy to hide."