Knock on the door
The dark staircase passed through the beam of the flashlight.
The pale light illuminated the bloody words on the wall.
I am dead
I am dead
I am dead
I am dead
…
The trembling female director hugged He Ping'an tightly, forgetting that he was only a 14-year-old boy and never thought that he might be more scared than her.
Fortunately, He Ping'an remained calm and just held on to the sides of his pants.
Weekend was the first to take action. He illuminated the stairs with a flashlight, but the sense of crisis that made his hair stand on end had not yet been relieved - it should be said that the sense of crisis had returned since entering the stairwell.
Boom boom boom.
Someone upstairs is coming down the stairs.
Their eyelids twitched instantly.
The footsteps are in the singular.
On weekends, people run up the stairs two steps in a row, and the person behind them runs immediately to compete with the person going downstairs.
As a result, they ran faster and went to the second floor.
The footsteps behind me stopped abruptly.
The candles had already been lit in the new media department and TV production department on the second floor. They didn't go in and walked towards the last office.
"Is there a sound in there?"
They were extremely vigilant and eavesdropped close to the door.
That sound...
He Ping'an and Weekend looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.
"It's one of ours." After saying that, Weekend opened the door of the broadcasting department.
The office behind the door was brightly lit by candles.
Lu Miao held the lit candle and let the wax drip onto the table. "Broadcasting Department... No, the space we entered is different from the big office. The only medium for passing through is the door."
"I think it's a door, too." The girl with earrings didn't dare stand facing the display. "The door looks ordinary, but if you look carefully, you'll find there are many doors and walls on this floor, including the stairwell door and the elevator door. As for the wall, I think it's there to confuse and cover up the overlapping space."
Shao Rongrong suddenly realized something. "No wonder the floor-to-ceiling glass wall turned into a concrete wall. So is overlapping space the answer to the turtle soup in the corridor?"
Lu Miao and the girl with earrings shook their heads at the same time.
“No.”
Lu Miao: "We still haven't figured out the reason for the strange computer screen and the hole in the wall. And what exactly do the two duty notices imply?"
Shao Rongrong tapped her forehead in distress.
"There are other cleaners on other floors. We need to find them to exchange information." Lu Miao fixed the candles.
Knock, knock, knock, knock.
The three of them suddenly fell silent and looked at each other.
knock.
The knocking continued.
Shao Rongrong lip shaping: What should I do?
The girl with earrings looked at Lu Miao.
She had to admit that although Lu Miao occasionally made surprising moves, she gave people a reliable sense of security.
Knock, knock-knock-knock.
The force of the two knocks in the middle suddenly increased, scaring the girl with earrings and Shao Rongrong so much that their hearts skipped a beat.
Lu Miao relaxed his brows and walked towards the door leading to the corridor.
Shao Rongrong hurriedly called out to her.
Knock, knock.
The two knocks on the door made Lu Miao more certain about who was outside. However, she did not completely relax her guard and picked up a black signing pen on the table as a weapon.
Looking through the peephole, she didn't see anyone outside the door.
Knock—knock.
The vibration of the door was real, and she could see how hard the person outside was knocking on the door.
She hesitated for a second, opened the door, and a cool breeze blew into the broadcasting department.
There is no one outside the door.
The girl with the earrings and Shao Rongrong were shocked.
Lu Miao quickly closed the door and turned back to look for the duty notice that was posted in the corridor.
The two girls looked at Lu Miao writing on the duty notice in confusion.
Then, Lu Miao opened the door again and posted the duty notice on the wall beside the door.
What she wrote was: Are there any blood words in the corridor you are in?
There was blood writing on the paper at her feet.
After a while, two handwritten words appeared under her handwriting: No.
Lu Miao understood and stood in the corridor, writing quickly.
- Go to the next office and then come straight in through the side door in the wall.
After writing, she peeled off the duty notice and went into the broadcasting department to close the door.
"What...is going on?" Shao Rongrong was confused by her behavior.
"Don't panic, they are one of us."
The knocking rhythm used was Morse code, with several knocks spelling out "H", "E", "P", "I", and "N".
Congratulations on your safety.
Not long after, the side door of the broadcasting department opened from the outside, and the girl with earrings and Shao Rongrong were so nervous that their bodies froze.
Four of the men who came in were wearing grey jumpsuits, and the remaining one was wearing an eye-catching pink Hello Kitty one-piece pajamas.
"Anchor Shao!"
"Director Lin?"
When two people who were forced to work overtime met each other, they hugged each other with tears in their eyes to comfort each other.
"Captain." He Ping'an was glad that the captain listened carefully to the rhythm of the knocks on the door. "The offices on the first floor have all lit candles, and we have discovered many things."
Weekend glanced around the office absentmindedly.
"We have made many discoveries here as well. But I guess you have discovered that there is a spatial overlap."
"That's right." He nodded solemnly. "When there is an abnormality in the computer in one dimension, a gradually larger hole will appear in the wall of another dimension."
"And more!" the female cleaner said anxiously, "Suddenly two people wearing work badges opened the door and came in. As soon as one of our cleaners touched her, the cleaner just stood there stupidly."
After these words were spoken, even Shao Rongrong, who was reminiscing about the past, did not dare to say a word.
"There's something behind the hole." Weekend said shockingly. "Something that's neither soft nor hard blocked the tip of my pen that was poking into the hole."
He raised his palm and examined it thoughtfully.
"What? You poked a hole?" Shao Rongrong couldn't believe that there were people who dared to commit suicide.
Lu Miao gave him an admiring look. "I understand."
"We have two cleaners who have the same symptoms. They talk to themselves and are indifferent to external stimuli." She paused and said, "For us, the medium for traveling through different spaces is a door, but for anomalies, the medium for traveling through spaces may be a computer or a hole in the wall."
"That……"
Everyone looked around at all the dark screens.
"There is no place that is absolutely safe in this field of weird stories."
Woo——
One of the display screens suddenly lit up.
"Ah! I, I didn't touch it!" The female director was so scared that her hands and feet were cold.
The bright display screen no longer showed the computer desktop and wallpaper, but a blurry face with a faint little hair behind its head.
"Turn it off!" Lu Miao quickly picked up a folder and covered the display screen.
The female director who was closest to the screen reacted and reached out tremblingly to turn off the screen.
"Why does the screen light up even when I don't touch the mouse?"
As soon as Shao Rongrong finished speaking, a low "woop" sounded, making everyone's faces turn pale.
Immediately afterwards, another display screen not far away also lit up.
"Turn off all the screens!" the cleaning lady shouted.
Lu Miao hurriedly stopped him: "No, only the abnormal display screen can be turned off! This is the rule!"
One display screen after another lit up, and they were busy turning them off one by one.
The eagle-eyed Weekend spotted a hole in the wall and yelled at them to run out.
There is more than one dark hole.
There are two or three.
As they watched, the holes in three different locations on the wall gradually grew larger.
He Ping'an, who was in the lead, opened the door and was about to step out when someone grabbed his wrist.
He looked back in surprise.
It's the weekend with a chair. "Don't be careless."
He Ping'an understood and stepped aside to make way for Weekend.
The weekend shielded itself with an office chair, rushed out the door and disappeared outside.
Others ran to the corridor one after another, but saw Weekend hitting a figure with a chair.
“He’s wearing his work ID!”
Lu Miao reacted quickly. "You guys run to the stairs first!"
Before she finished, she ran to help Weekend. While Weekend was pressing his body with the office chair, she raised the black pen and stuck it into his left eye.
"ah--"
"run!"
The two people at the back ran wildly, and the strong wind they created blew up the paper with blood on it on the ground.
The person who escaped first stopped at the stairs and did not run into the stairwell.
"Captain, inside..." He Ping'an's voice trembled slightly.
As soon as I passed through the fire door at the stairwell, the flashlight illuminated the wall where a hole appeared.
one.
two.
…
More than five dark holes appeared on the wall, like scorch marks left after a fire.
Deer Seedling took a step back and returned to the fire door. "Let's run upstairs quickly before they get bigger."
Except He Pingan and Weekend, everyone else stayed away.
Lu Miao doesn't care whether the others can get out alive in the end, but Shao Rongrong and Director Lin are special duty personnel chosen by the ghost story field, and they both must survive.
"Both duty notices mention the studio. The studio may be the key to our escape, and the studio is on the third floor. Anyone who wants to leave alive, follow me to the third floor."
After saying that, she rushed into the fire door without looking back.
He Pingan and Weekend followed closely behind.
Death is a relief, but living people who are mentally polluted will remain in the realm of ghost stories forever, and no one wants that.
They gritted their teeth and followed Lu Miao into the stairwell.
The hole in the stairwell became as big as two fingernails, and when the flashlight flashed quickly through it, something shiny flashed faintly behind the hole.
It's the eyes.
They couldn't help but make terrible guesses.
As they went upstairs, the blank walls became dotted with tiny black holes, like multiplying germs.
While fleeing in a hurry, Lu Miao remembered that the corridors and some offices were in a mess, just like the messy scenes left behind during the escape.
I see.
The context of the two duty notices hints at this.
The hole in the wall gradually expanded, and they could already feel a clear line of sight coming from behind the hole, grabbing at living things.
It’s the eyes!
There's someone in the wall!
They desperately ran to the stairs on the third floor to avoid the situation of opening the door and killing just now. Lu Miao, who was running in the front, pushed the heavy fire door.
As we all know, fire doors can be pushed, pulled and opened in both directions.
She pushed the fire door and ran out of the stairs. The thick door hit the people behind it, causing them to stagger.
Lu Miao used all his strength to push against the fire door, trapping the other party in the angle between the door and the wall. "Run!"
Bang bang bang!
The person trapped behind the door angrily pounded on the fire door.
When the others couldn't wait to rush out of the stairwell, Lu Miao also ran wildly, with Weekend holding his wrist.
With someone's help, she escaped quickly.
As the two passed by the duty notice posted at the beginning of the corridor, they didn't have time to notice that the purple text on the paper was slightly deformed.
The news department was dimly lit with candles and empty.
"Is the cleaner on the third floor not here?" The girl with earrings looked around.
Lu Miao took a breath and said to Weekend: "Thank you, you can let me go now."
Weekend let go of her wrists and took a breath.
The words on the duty notice on the desk become sharper with every stroke.
"The studio is next door." Shao Rongrong said to them breathlessly based on her memory.
"That guy is outside, how do we get next door?"
Lu Miao pushed the office chair. "Kill it."
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