This sudden scream hit everyone's hearts like an electric current, making everyone tremble. It's not that we are timid, but the sound came too suddenly, and it was accompanied by a bit of hoarseness and sharpness.
, which is quite suitable for this dark environment.
"Who is it?" Zhou Jun put a short folding stick on his hand. The stick was dark, as if it was made of polished ebony, and almost blended into the darkness. I couldn't see clearly, but he was
Standing with a stick in his hand, he quickly shouted in the direction of the voice, "Stop pretending to be a ghost, come out for me!"
This loud roar immediately suppressed the screams in front, and the scene was silent for two seconds. Then, a sneaky voice came, "Xiaolan, it's not a ghost... There seems to be someone in front of you."
Along with the sound came a burst of tentative footsteps. We looked at each other in confusion and turned our flashlights to take a look. We saw several black figures suddenly running out from the corner of the aisle in front of us, walking quickly towards this direction.
Several figures appeared in the deserted building, and everyone thought that they were hanging up. We immediately gathered together and secretly alerted ourselves. However, Feng Li was more daring, and went directly to meet him, turning the flashlight to the maximum.
It was bright, and as soon as the light shone on it, several young faces were immediately revealed. Three men and one woman, all wearing hiking bags for expeditions and carrying digital cameras on their waists. At first glance, they looked very fashionable.
Feng Li was stunned, and I was dumbfounded for a while. It wasn’t until the group of people hurried over here that we faced each other in surprise. We said to a tall man walking in the front, "What are you from, and why did you break in in the middle of the night?"
Is this a ghost building?"
The tall man's eyebrows were still twitching, maybe he was frightened just now, and the corners of his mouth twitched habitually, saying, "Who are you? We are exploring the ghost building, don't... don't be..."
When he said this, several young people next to him were startled again, and they all screamed and crowded together, like a group of lambs that had strayed into a wolf's den, shaking violently.
We all can see that the young people like Qingqing probably heard the rumors about the "ghost building" and sneaked in to explore in the middle of the night.
No wonder, the security guard downstairs said, recently, there are always people coming to look at me and disturbing my peace.
I was a bit dumbfounded, but Feng Li scolded me with a straight face, saying that you guys are tired of living, aren't you? You still have to wander around until this is a ghost building. If something happens, how will you explain it to your family?
These scoldings revealed our identities. The tall man rolled his eyes and was no longer so scared. He looked at us with a look of joy, "You...are here for adventure too?"
"Look for a ghost!" Feng Li was so happy that he couldn't help but want to kick him. I was afraid that he was not serious or serious and accidentally hurt others, so I quickly stepped forward to stop him, turned around, and looked at those few people with a scared look on his face.
The pale young man sighed and said that he had a good life, so why did he have to break into the ghost house for excitement? You screamed so loud just now, nothing happened, right?
The tall man stood up and said...it's okay. We are from the magazine. We heard that this place is haunted, so we went in together to take pictures for a special report. But we were trapped in there and couldn't get out. Just now, we saw this place.
When there was light, I thought it was... that thing, so I was frightened.
I yelled, "So, you are media reporters?" Feng Li snorted as he followed, saying, "What the hell is the media doing? It doesn't take pictures of the good stuff, but it insists on doing this kind of reporting. It's not a serious magazine at first glance."
society.
I asked him to calm down and not get angry in a hurry. After the emotions of the young people had completely stabilized, I asked, "How many of you are here?"
The tall man should be the person in charge of this magazine. He acted quite calmly and said that there were six colleagues in total. I said hey, why are there only four people running out? He was stunned for a while, then quickly touched his head and looked back,
His face suddenly changed, and he said tremblingly, "What's wrong, where are Lao Liu and Zhao Jun? Why didn't they come down with us? Everyone, look for it, Lao Liu and Zhao Jun seem to be missing..."
Well...it's another problem.
These guys got together and counted the heads. They found that two colleagues were missing. They were very anxious. There was a woman beside the tall man. She was pretty good-looking, but she was the timidest and kept pinching her colleagues.
I said everyone came together, but there are two missing at this time. How do I explain it to the editor when I go back?
The tall man was also anxious. He hurriedly walked towards us and asked if we could help look for him together. Feng Li and I were both speechless and did not say anything. But Zhou Kun was more enthusiastic and said, "Don't panic. This floor is not high. Your
The colleague may have found a place to hide, and he will appear on his own later.
"Stop arguing now, there are traces of living souls around here..." Just as he was talking, Mr. Liu suddenly came up with a compass and motioned for us to look at the magnetic needle on it. I immediately held up my flashlight to shine on the compass and found that it had
The red pointer started to beat again, swinging back and forth.
After a while, Mr. Liu suddenly twitched his brows and pointed in the direction of the stairwell, saying that there seemed to be living souls floating there!
After hearing this, several young people from the magazine turned pale and took a step back. The woman named Xiaolan said with a cry, "We just came down from the stairwell, and there is obviously nothing there..."
"Stop arguing, just stay still!" Feng Li and I didn't have time to pay attention to this group of young people looking for fun. We hurriedly pushed aside the crowd and sprinted towards the stairwell.
I ran towards the dark west corridor and was about to climb up when Feng Li suddenly grabbed me from behind and exclaimed, "I'm sorry, please get back!"
Although I still didn’t know what was in front of me, I always trusted Feng Li. As soon as he finished speaking, I immediately backed up. After about two meters, I felt a black object suddenly falling from the gap in the dark corridor.
, with a bang, it hit our feet.
Feng Li and I were startled at the same time. We both raised our flashlights and shined the light in front of us. We found a dark person lying on the stairs, face first. It looked like his head had been shattered and blood was seeping out all over the floor.
Blood.
"Ah..." In an instant, the group of young people behind me began to scream again. I pretended to be calm and glanced at Feng Li. He immediately nodded, squatted down towards the corpse, stretched out his index finger in front, and explored
The man who fell from the building took a breath, then raised his head with a serious face, and made a gesture of wiping his neck towards me.
Dead people...
My head was covered in sweat, and before I could react, the young men from the magazines came over in a hurry, and the tall man from before even shouted in great horror, "Jun Zhang, it's Jun Zhang... He fell from the building.
Come on, hurry up, call 120..."
The tall man exclaimed while grabbing his cell phone, dialing tremblingly, and then yelled, "Why is there no signal... Damn it, what is going on in this damn place?"
Feng Li and I looked at each other, and we both felt that something was not right. We hurriedly stopped everyone who was making phone calls, shook our heads and said, don't bother, there is no signal in this building, the phone can't be made, everyone is exhausted, still