Chapter 3: The Door That Doesn't Exist
"What are you kidding!" Wu Yu glared at him, "Could it be that there are any other rules here?" For example, you have to faint after the name brand is torn? β
Shao Zeming touched his chin, "It's not certain, how do you know if you don't?" β
"Get out!" Wu Yu squatted down and patted the man's back, "Brother, are you okay, you won't have a heart attack or something, right?" I really didn't mean to, or you scolded me, but if it doesn't work, I'll let you tear my name tag ten times! β
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"Nothing really could have gone wrong, could it?" Shao Zeyang didn't dare to continue laughing, squatted down and stabbed the man's shoulder, "Brother, if you're okay, just say something, brother, I'm naturally timid, if I'm scared, I'll rely on you." β
The man still didn't move, this time Wu Yu was really anxious, "Wei Hao, come and see, you can still rely on it at this time." β
Wu Yu pulled over a man beside him, his appearance was a little feminine, and even his voice was like a woman, "That's when you think of me, you let me go, I'll take a look." β
Wei Hao squatted down, turned the man's head to the side, and put his fingers on his nostrils.
He was slightly stunned at first, and then his pupils were obviously dilated, and even the whole person trembled slightly.
"Wei Hao, what's wrong? Are you okay. Although everyone is concerned about the situation of which man is now, Wei Hao's wrongness was immediately discovered by everyone.
"He... Heβ" He squatted on the ground, and when he heard Wu Yu's words, he seemed to want to retreat. But there was a weakness in his legs, and he suddenly fell to the ground, and his pupils had become dilated, as if he had encountered a ghost. The palms of his hands tugged at the ground, still retreating backwards.
"Wei Hao!" Gu Xing also noticed that something was wrong, let out a loud shout, and hurriedly picked him up from the ground, his face was pale as if he had lost too much blood.
"Say something slowly, don't rush." Wu Yu grinned, Wei Hao grabbed his arms, which were already a little blue, although his nails were through the clothes, Wu Yu could still feel it, and the hot liquid gushed out of his arms.
Although it didn't take long, after such a slowdown, Wei Hao still got a lot better, his legs and feet were still a little weak, and his mouth opened tremblingly, "He... He seems to be... He's dead. β
Burst!
Wei Hao, who was finally pulled up from the ground by Gu Xing, sat down on the ground again at this moment. Gu Xing's hand didn't know when it opened.
"You say, he's dead!" Wu Yu's face was a little distorted, and when Wei Hao began to tremble, he realized that something was probably wrong with this matter, and the worst result could not be prevented from appearing in his mind, but he didn't expect that this would become a reality.
Shao Zeyang squatted down and touched the man's neck. His head stiffened and he nodded, "He... It's really dead. β
Quiet β
No one speaks, and when a man dies, he is right in front of him. Although they are seventeen or eighteen years old, they can be called young people, but they are still children after all.
The frightened face before he died, full of frightened eyes, flashed in front of Wu Yu over and over again.
"Wu Yu..." Yuan Rong hugged his arm, not daring to let go. Blood leaked through his clothes. Yuan Rong's subordinates were warm, "What's wrong with your hands." β
"I'm fine." Wu Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and pinched his thigh with his free hand, allowing himself to forcibly distract himself.
Wei Hao trembled and got up from the ground, the back of his butt was gray, but he was in no mood to slap at all, "Wu Yu, we should hurry out now, and no one should move anything here." β
"That's right." He Yuan nodded, he stood at the back, like Dong Yue beside him, he didn't like to talk much, "Wei Hao is right, there is nothing to do about staying here now, we should go out quickly, and Yuan Rong's manual also said before that people with heart disease and special conditions are forbidden to participate in this activity." As it stands, he's supposed to be a heart attacker, and you can't blame it at all. β
"Then get out first." Wu Yu nodded, led everyone, and began to walk back along the road they came.
No one spoke on the road, even Shao Zeyang, who usually likes to tease Wu Yu the most, but he was quiet at the moment. It's like a mute, just walking.
When I came, it seemed to be a short road, but when I came back, I found that it was a long one, and the empty room next to me seemed to burst out at any moment A devil would burst out of it, dragging people into it and chewing it to pieces.
The silence was a little scary, and all that was left was the sound of footsteps alternating back and forth. Wu Yu frowned, a little panicked in his heart, and always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him behind him. I endured it and didn't look back, although I didn't have anything when I looked back, but this awkward feeling couldn't go away at all.
The blood had dried up a little, sticking to the clothes on the arm, a cold piece.
Yuan Rong held his hand and tightened again, after all, the atmosphere here was really weird, like a hell, and the dead were lying behind them.
The tall iron fence finally enlarged in front of the eyes, and the bright red letters on the wall now looked a little beautiful, like roses blooming in the garden, welcoming everyone back.
Lowering his head, the fishy smell on the steel bar seemed to be stronger, stabbing him with a little headache, and the smell seemed to be a little familiar. He raised his hand and rubbed his head, at this moment he instantly understood something, the bloody smell on his arm was almost no different from the smell just now, the only thing that was extra was the faint smell of iron.
"It's finally time to get out." Shao Zeyang spat out a mouthful of turbid breath, as if his hanging heart had been put down, everything here felt so weird, weird and terrifying.
The rusty iron door is thankfully still functional. The rust that fell to the ground trampled under his feet, creaking like the devil was chewing on someone's bones.
Wu Yu trembled a few times, it seemed that this would warm himself up, there was no air conditioning here, but I don't know why, I just felt very cold. And it's a cold that crawls out of my heart little by little.
The hand held the handle, and the rust that should be brittle was a little sticky and uncomfortable. But Wu Yu didn't have time to think about it so much, the iron door was a little heavy, unlike outside, there was an automatic door opening device, and now it was only manpower that he wanted to open.
With all his strength, the soles of his feet hit the ground, and the doorshaft began to rattle. Fortunately, this door can be opened, if it can't be opened, then the people present are probably going to collapse.
The cracks between the door and the wall grew bigger little by little, and everyone's hanging hearts were finally put down.
When I go out, the sun in the outside world is still hanging overhead, the tiring homework still has to be written with a pen, and the pressure of the college entrance examination is still on my shoulders. But it's all very real, no matter how tired you are, you suddenly feel so happy.
It was a bit difficult at first, but when the door was pulled out of the wall, it seemed to become a lot lighter. Wu Yu frowned inadvertently, why hasn't the light outside been revealed yet?
The door opened. Everyone froze...
The blood-red tiles are stacked together, and the cyan cement feels like a Western abstract painting, messy.