Unlimited cheating in the horror world

Just as he was thinking about it, the light tube above his head flickered a few times, which seemed to be malfunctioning.

The man looked up at the light tube, and then saw the light tube go out with a snap.

"Damn it, you don't have to worry about smoking a cigarette."

The man cursed, got up and wanted to try the switch to see if the light could still be turned on.

As a result, after walking a few steps, I raised my hand to touch the wall according to my memory, but I didn't touch the switch in my impression.

"What are you doing, I remember it was here..."

As he said that, he continued to touch impatiently, but apart from the bare wall, there were no protrusions.

After groping for a while, the man felt that something was wrong. He raised his hand to touch it inch by inch, but he couldn't feel anything.

The more I thought about it, the more mysterious it became, so I turned around and wanted to go back to the small table and take a photo with my mobile phone.

As a result, he turned around and walked a few steps, but he didn't touch the table.

At this time, he became a little anxious: "Damn it, it's a ghost, the table is obviously a few steps away."

Fearing that he might hit the table, he began to grope, but only found air.

The man just finished his cigarette, so he threw the cigarette butt away angrily, and stamped it out with his foot.

But soon he stopped moving.

No, he groped a lot there just now, let alone couldn't find the switch, even the door.

He is not an idiot, he can still tell the difference between the texture of the wall and the door.

But obviously where he walked, the door was on the side.

Thinking of this, the man's forehead began to ooze cold sweat.

Is this what old people often say about ghosts hitting the wall?

The more the man thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He immediately raised his hand and continued to grope, but he couldn't find anything.

Not to mention the table, I didn't even touch the bunk beds placed on both sides of the room.

The man's heart is cold, this is really hit a ghost.

Although he wanted to calm himself down, his fingertips were still trembling uncontrollably. What kind of luck did he have!

Thinking that he might have run into a ghost, the man was afraid that he would touch something dirty, so he withdrew his hand and started wandering around the room.

But after walking around, there was nothing but the wall.

The man's legs began to tremble. He originally hoped that no one would disturb him when he came here, but now he is extremely looking forward to the other two colleagues coming to him.

When a ghost hits a wall, other strangers must come to break it.

Originally, I thought about wandering around by myself, maybe I could go out.

But unfortunately, he saw a light source, which was the light emitted by a mobile phone screen.

The light source is not far from him, it seems to be his mobile phone.

But, he didn't see it after searching for so long just now, and the phone was on the ground instead of the table, but he didn't hear the sound of the phone falling to the ground.

In the dead silence, the man stared blankly at the light source.

And behind him stood Shen Congran, she watched the light in the room go out while the man was smoking, similar to what Xin He had encountered before.

She couldn't see clearly what was going on in the room, but she knew it was just her dream.

The man was wearing a chef's white uniform, he should be the back chef.

On the man's side, looking at the light from the phone, he dragged his legs and walked over after a while, but after walking a few steps, he didn't close the distance between himself and the phone.

This discovery made the man stop. The light was not deceiving, but why couldn't he walk through it.

He tried to take a few more steps, but it was the same as at the beginning, and the distance from the phone was still the same.

But soon, he noticed something was wrong.

There were footsteps, the sound of bare feet walking on the ground.

The upward light from the mobile phone has a limited range of illumination, and the man froze in place, trying to see who was approaching.

The footsteps were getting closer, and the man kept looking at the phone.

Soon a foot appeared in sight. Even though the surroundings were dark and the light from the phone was limited, the man was sure he saw blood.

After this foot appeared, the other foot also appeared, but when he stepped on it, it was broken, as if the ankle bone was broken.

The man's face turned pale instantly, his eyes were fixed on those feet and he couldn't move away.

Read that right?

But it was indeed a pair of feet.

And the light from the mobile phone can only illuminate those feet, and nothing can be seen upwards.

The man doesn't know if he can't get the photo on it, or...

Only one pair of feet, nothing else.

Shen Congran was behind the man, wanting to see those feet clearly and what kind of feet they were.

But soon she felt strange, knowing that the situation was not good, and everything in front of her eyes began to blur.

But in her line of sight, the man seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide and he was breathing rapidly.

Then he pressed his left chest, breathing faster and faster, and finally fell down with a "bang".

But all the scenes before Shen Congran's eyes were blurred, she frowned while sleeping on the bed, and quickly opened her eyes.

After sitting up, she rubbed the center of her eyebrows.

According to the dream and the information I found before, it should be the back kitchen employee who died suddenly last year.

It's a pity that she still couldn't see those feet clearly, the surrounding environment was too dark.

Shen Congran wasn't too entangled in this dream, but just wrote down the details that he could see clearly, trying to distinguish whether the ghost was a man or a woman.

However, judging from the three deceased before the employee's death, the deceased was likely to be a woman.

She remembered that she saw that the ankles of those feet were very thin, and the size of the feet was not large. Boys rarely have such small feet, not to mention that one of the first three people who died was an old man.

Looking at the sky outside the window, it was almost dark, and I slept longer today than yesterday.

Although Shen Congran didn't have much appetite, he still had to eat something. After all, he had to work the night shift, so he didn't know if he could order food with his mobile phone.

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It was past seven o'clock after dinner, and now she was full of energy, so she happened to go to the hotel early and chat with other colleagues to see if she could get some other information.

When she got to the front desk, she didn't go to change immediately, but came to the front desk first.

Yuan Xin was a little surprised to see her, "Why did you come so early today? It's only half past seven."

Shen Congran smiled and said, "I happened to wake up and have nothing else to do, so I wanted to come early."

Yuan Xin said with a smile: "Then you change your clothes and come here, otherwise it would be bad if you sit here in this suit and the boss will check the monitor behind you."

Shen Congran understood, so he turned and went to the changing room.

It's just that the three chatted a lot this time, and it was all about recent events. Originally, there were three people who were supposed to be on duty during the day, but the one who was resting before seemed to be unwell, so he asked the supervisor for a few more days off to go to the hospital.

Zhou Mengyue was still a little dissatisfied with this, "If I don't get sick early, I will get sick. I just want to rest on the 16th. I want to rest for a few more days. Originally, I will rest in two days because she still can't rest."

Shen Congran knew it well, no wonder she said that Zhou Mengyue's face was so smelly today, she seldom talked when chatting, and kept fiddling with her mobile phone.

Yuan Xin patted her on the shoulder with a smile, "Okay, is it that easy to ask for leave? If it weren't for a case, I wouldn't be able to ask for sick leave."

Zhou Mengyue understood this, but still couldn't help muttering to that colleague.

Originally, she had made an appointment with her friends, but the supervisor took her rest and moved her away. Can you not be angry?

Shen Congran didn't like to talk to Zhou Mengyue at first, but when he heard such news, he could only secretly pray that nothing would happen during the day shift in the next few days.

Otherwise, these two are ordinary people, how could they escape the attack of ghosts.