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 Ghost Story Association's flyer.

"The first floor corresponds to the twenty-third floor, the second floor corresponds to the twenty-second floor, and the entire building has an odd number of floors. The twelfth floor is in the middle and has no corresponding floor."

After thinking for a long time, Chen Ge didn't know whether he succeeded or not: "Is it because the old man saw me? So I failed? Do I need to try again?"

Today is already Wednesday, and the night is dark. Chen Ge feels something is wrong as he is alone in the elevator, looking at the dark corridor outside.

"There is a 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 just like that, so he decided to go to the top floor to take a look himself.

He pressed the button for the 23rd floor and the elevator began to rise again.

The numbers kept changing without stopping.

"20, 21, 22..."

Chen Ge looked at the display screen. When the number changed from 22 to 23, he suddenly realized that the elevator did not slow down as usual.

The color of the numbers continued to deepen, as if blood was oozing from a wound. A cold wind blew in the closed elevator car, and strange noises were heard from outside the elevator from time to time.

Chen Ge stood in the corner, his body half bent, his fingertips lightly touching the butcher knife tied to his calf.

About two seconds later, the elevator began to slow down, and when it stopped completely, the last number on the display lit up.

"twenty four!"

The silver-gray elevator door opened to both sides, with a few strands of blood sticking in the middle, and a strong stench poured in from 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 over there!"

The elevator door opened completely, and a cold wind blew in the empty cabin. Chen Ge looked at the almost completely dark corridor outside, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He did not walk out directly, but first set his mobile phone to dial Gu Feiyu's number. Although this requires one more step than calling the police, it can effectively prevent the police from revealing his presence.

After finishing the setup, Chen Ge took out another item from his pocket. Before coming here, he was also considering whether he should take this thing out of the haunted house.

"It is required on the leaflet that all members of the association must not disclose 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 composite human face of the skull-crushing doctor.

"Wearing it, I feel like I can fit in more easily with this mental illness community."

It was a bit unnatural to wear a human skin mask outside a haunted house for the first time, but I couldn't care less about the details now.

After walking out of the elevator, Chen Ge looked back and saw some bloodstains and incomplete bloody handprints on the walls on both sides of the elevator door, as if someone had struggled to crawl to the side of the elevator and was then cruelly caught back.

The silver-gray elevator door slowly closed, and the elevator went down and never came back up.

"How am I going to leave this?"

There will always be a way out when you reach the mountain. This is the only way Chen Ge can comfort himself now.

He checked his belongings and headed toward the corridor.

In the elevator, he could hear someone screaming outside, but after coming out, Chen Ge found that everything around him was very quiet.

The security doors on both sides were locked and no sound came from the house.

“It feels like there are no living people on this floor.”

As we continued walking forward, the light became dimmer 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 about ten meters and suddenly saw an open security door in front of him.

Cautiously approaching the iron gate, he was about to look inside when a man wearing a bird-beak mask suddenly walked out.

When the two sides met, Chen Ge stopped, but the bird-beaked man took a step back in fear.

Chen Ge did not speak first. In this completely unfamiliar environment, the more he spoke, the more dangerous it might be.

The two were silent for a few breaths, and then the bird-beaked man asked in confusion, "Newcomer?"

"Yes." Chen Ge changed his voice, making it sound hoarse and deeper.

"There are already three new people here today, how come there is a fourth one?" The bird-beaked man blocked Chen Ge's way and asked, "How did you find this place?"

Chen Ge handed the Ghost Story Association's flyer to the bird-beaked man. After taking a look, the man became even more confused: "It's the flyer we sent out, but why are there four people this time?"

He walked up to Chen Ge and looked him up and down, his long beak almost touching Chen Ge's face.

"I can't smell any strange smell..." The bird-beaked man closed the security door next to him and said uncertainly: "Come with me."

Chen Ge followed behind with his head lowered. His eyelids twitched slightly. Just when the bird-beaked man turned around and closed the door, he glanced inside the house.

There were several wooden boxes in the dark room. One of the boxes had not been sealed yet, 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 by a bird's beak.

Following the man with the bird's beak, the two came to the end of the corridor.

"Go in." He pointed to a door at the end of the corridor and said to Chen Ge.

"good."

Chen Ge didn't waste any words. He opened the door and paused for a second or two. After making sure there was no danger at the door, he walked straight in.

Taking a step forward, Chen Ge took a deep breath when he saw the scene inside the house.

The room was much larger than he had imagined. There was an extended dining table in the living room. Five people wearing faceless masks and black robes sat on each side. There were also three people in casual clothes standing beside the table but did not take their seats.

"Thirteen..." Chen Ge memorized all the characteristics of those people in just a few seconds: "Is it because of the light? Why do the five people on the left have no shadows, but only the five people on the right have shadows?"

"Go in, the fourth newcomer, good luck to you." The man with the bird-beak did not give Chen Ge a chance to regret and slammed the security door shut.

“Bang!”

The door closed loudly, attracting everyone in the room. They all looked at Chen Ge through their masks.

"How come there is a fourth newcomer?" The man sitting in the first seat on the right stood up. His voice was a little 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 lightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"But why are there four new people?" The man on the right sat back in his seat.

"Don't worry about how many new people there are now. There will only be three left in the end anyway."

The man on the left said grimly. Hearing his words, the three newlyweds standing next to the dining table all looked unhappy.