93 Sacrificial Corridor 7 || Dead
Yan Shuang held her breath and subconsciously looked sideways in the direction of the sound. Although it was as dark as ink and she could not see anything, she only had one message - a ghost was coming.
It sounded like there were not just one or two of them, but a whole group, which became quite troublesome considering they were almost blind.
The ghosts are in the dark and they are in the light, where can they hide?
The slow and steady sound of the bell not far away was even more eerie in this situation.
The crying sound was getting closer and closer, and those things were still moving slowly. Yan Shuang also heard a rustling sound, like the sound of shoe soles rubbing on the ground.
Jing Ning behind him merged into the darkness, without making a sound, even his breathing became very light. He patted Yan Shuang's stiff back with his fingers to show that he was always by her side.
After countless times of living and dying together, we have already developed a tacit understanding and there is no need for further words.
Yan Shuang took a deep breath, took his hand in hers, and the two of them lay on the bed without doing anything rash.
It was getting closer and closer, the crying sound had already reached downstairs, as if it was going to rush up and break into the house in the next second.
"Dong——" This time the bell sounded particularly loud.
Jing Ning's voice followed closely behind, "Here it comes."
Yan Shuang was still wondering whether those things came in through the door or the window. The next second, the trembling echo of the bell stopped and the crying sound disappeared.
Suddenly, there were unusual noises in the room, as if someone was rubbing a plastic bag back and forth.
The thing came in, appearing in the room out of thin air.
Yan Shuang couldn't see anything, but he knew that the small room was crowded with "people".
Should they get up from the bed immediately, open the door and run out, or just do nothing and lie on the bed and look the ghost in the eye? Yan Shuang was wavering between these two choices.
The former is quite difficult to implement. In the dark, one's sense of direction is lost, and even opening the door is difficult, let alone running out. And if you do manage to escape, where can you hide? Furthermore, the room is small, and you might just get up and have a passionate embrace with one of the ghosts.
The latter...is safe for now.
Because Yan Shuang found that the ghost was just walking back and forth in the room, and apart from making some noises, it did not cause any substantial harm to them.
Jing Ning did not make any other moves after he said that. He must have already thought about the pros and cons of it.
If the ghosts couldn't hurt them, what was the point of coming? Just to scare them?
Yan Shuang didn't think that the two of them had violated the rules. The rules were the red line, and he would not be shown mercy.
Wait, the rules… He looked towards the door, and an idea gradually came to his mind.
The bell ringing just now, was it only heard by the players or by everyone in the community?
If the whole community could hear it, the noise just now was so loud that even the soundest sleeper would be woken up, but now there was no sound outside the room and no one came out.
The bell rings as if on purpose, waking people up. When they wake up, they find that the ghost has entered the room. In addition, people have an instinctive fear of ghosts, so their first reaction is to run away.
So the ghost in the room is really a threat and cannot kill people. Someone has to run away before it can take action.
However, these are just his guesses and cannot be confirmed for the time being.
The ghost seemed to be getting impatient as he looked at the two indifferent people on the bed, and the noises it made became louder and louder.
Yan Shuang was unmoved, Jing Ning...probably fell asleep.
In the end, the ghost stayed in the room for half the night and left near dawn, and Yan Shuang fell into a sound sleep.
The light gradually brightened, and the darkness of last night disappeared completely.
Yan Shuang was awakened by the heat. The sunlight pierced straight at him like a hot arrow, so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes.
It was unbearable to stay in the room. It was so stuffy and suffocating, and the thick quilt on the bed made it extremely hot.
The two of them quickly washed up and went out. The heat wave hit them in the face, as if they had plunged into a steamer.
At this time, a burst of light footsteps was heard downstairs. Yan Shuang looked down through the corridor and found that the square was full of people. It was surrounded tightly with three layers inside and three layers outside, and people were constantly rushing there.
"Go down and take a look." Jing Ning said, retracting his neck.
The two walked towards the stairs and soon arrived on the first floor.
Lin Haichen and other players stood under the shade of a tree and did not join the crowd. Zhao Qifan and his other roommate were shivering.
"What happened there?" Yan Shuang asked, slowing down his pace.
"Two new players died." Lin Haichen pointed at Zhao Qifan, "They were the first to discover it."
Zhao Qifan shuddered, his voice trembling slightly. "It's too hot on our seventh floor. We were woken up by the heat around 6:30 this morning. Then he and I figured since we couldn't sleep anyway, we might as well come down and wait for you."
"Then, when we got downstairs, we saw what looked like something on the ground in the middle of the square." Zhao Qifan swallowed, his face not looking very good, and continued, "After all, the light wasn't very bright, so we couldn't see clearly, so we went forward to take a look."
"As we got closer, we discovered that the two people lying on the ground were the players who had entered the game with us."
The two men had never seen such a scene before. They were completely dumbfounded, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and they stood there motionless, like two stone statues.
After an unknown amount of time, someone came out from the stairs. The two of them realized what they had just seen and ran upstairs in a hurry. They happened to meet Lin Haichen who had just come downstairs.
"How did he die?" Jing Ning asked.
Lin Haichen: "They fell to their death. They must have jumped directly from the building. Both of them had broken legs and cracked skulls."
"Did any of you hear them two go out last night?" Yan Shuang asked.
The two newcomers lived in room 404, separated by a family of indigenous residents.
"No, I didn't hear any sound at all." Ye Jing'an said and looked at Zhou Xia.
Zhou Xia twitched his lips. "Why are you looking at me? How could I go to their room so late at night? Who knows if those two will come out when I'm asleep? It's not me who asked them to jump."
Ye Jingan: This guy really deserves a beating!
Jumping from a building makes a lot of noise, and since no one present heard the sound, it seems very suspicious.
Jing Ning and Yan Shuang looked at each other. It was dark last night and it was suspicious. According to Yan Shuang's guess, the two newcomers must have been killed by the ghost after they ran out of the door.
"You are all here." An old man's voice suddenly appeared from behind.
Everyone saw the security guard walking hurriedly to the side.
"What..." Lin Haichen was interrupted by the old man before he could finish his words.
"Those two must be your friends, right?" The old man sighed with a look of pity. "It's a sin that they died just after we moved in."
Yan Shuang frowned slightly, and everyone remained silent, their eyes focused on him.
The old man continued, "Since you are friends, please get two stretchers and take these two people to where they should go."
"Where should we go?" Yan Shuang asked.
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