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At the same time, in the other direction of the hospital.

This is a commercial and residential building.

There's the ticking sound of the faucet not being turned off, there's the noise of the old exhaust vent fan whirring... This is a men's toilet, and Sun Shiliang is playing with his mobile phone with relish while holding a cigarette.

Sun Shiliang is an employee of a company in the building.

However, Sun Shiliang is relatively lazy, and he goes to the toilet for a long time, squatting for half an hour, and at least four or five times a day.

He worked eight hours a day, and he spent almost two or three hours either in the toilet or on his way to the toilet.

This kind of person lives too selfishly, usually has a mediocre relationship with colleagues, and is certainly not liked by the supervisor, and should have been fired from the top up a long time ago.

But Sun Shiliang has been making excuses that his intestinal digestion is not good, in fact, his intestinal digestion is healthier than that of normal people, and the company's senior management cannot find a suitable reason to fire employees, and there is a labor law in this world.

Sun Shiliang hummed a little yellow tune and played with his mobile phone, he was even a little satisfied with his current job, after smoking a cigarette, he watched the live broadcast of the young lady again, so you can never imagine what the person watching the live broadcast on the other side is doing, Sun Shiliang is ready to get up.

He subconsciously touched the direction of the web behind him, but it was empty, Sun Shiliang felt strange, and turned his head to look at it with some doubts, but this look was terrifying.

The web behind him disappeared, and it turned into a human hand sticking out from the wall where the web was located, and I saw that this hand was the same as him, as if it was also with him, turning around and touching something behind him, but I couldn't touch it.

And just when Sun Shiliang was stunned, the human hand that stretched out from the wall had already grabbed Sun Shiliang's hand, which was warm to the touch, and the palm of the hand and the rough texture of the skin lines were no different from the hands of a living person.

Sun Shiliang was stunned for a moment, and then fell to the ground in a panic of incontinence: "Ghost!"

"Help!

Sun Shiliang didn't even pull up his pants, he sat on the ground and kept banging on the partition door, crying and screaming, his eyes full of frightened expressions.

And the hand, which looked like a living person, seemed to be frightened, and retracted back behind the wall, and the web was still in the place of the web.

Soon, a colleague who heard the movement ran into the men's toilet to save people.

When the people outside kicked open the partition door, Sun Shiliang cried and screamed: "There are ghosts, there are ghosts! There are ghosts in the toilet, someone's hand just now stretched out from the wall behind me!"

Colleagues subconsciously avoided Sun Shiliang, who was filthy and foul-smelling, and looked in the direction of Sun Shiliang's finger, but they didn't see anything, a very normal wall, no abnormality.

Sun Shiliang also discovered the scene in front of him, but instead of relaxing, he was even paler by this strange scene.

"I didn't lie to you, please listen to me, I really saw a human hand sticking out of the wall just now!"

"What hell am I!"

Sun Shiliang, who spoke incoherently and was covered in yellow filth, was as crazy as a mentally ill person, and the more he tried to explain, the farther away his colleagues were from him.

Everyone regarded Sun Shiliang as having some hidden history of mental illness.

The next day, Sun Shiliang went to work in the company.

......

Just when Sun Shiliang grabbed a human hand from the wall, a similar strange thing happened in another place.

This is a rental apartment.

There is the sound of water, there is the sound of footsteps going back and forth, and there is the sound of talking and coughing... Zhang Rongrong looked at the smashed hot water cup that was accidentally knocked over on the ground by herself, and muttered bad luck.

But he didn't have time to clean, he worked with his colleagues, and the night shift was approaching.

Zhang Rongrong is a cashier, and today is her night shift, and it is obvious that she has overslept and is in a hurry to clean up.

Zhang Rongrong is only in her early twenties this year, so she is very concerned about her appearance, and she has to put on makeup carefully every time she goes out. Zhang Rongrong, who overslept, didn't have time to clean the glass slag on the floor, so she had to wait for after work to clean again, because she had already hurried into the makeup mirror in the bathroom to prepare for makeup.

Moisturizers, foundations, concealers, eye makeup, lip makeup... Zhang Rongrong moved skillfully, and finally put on contact lenses.

Zhang Rongrong carefully took out the contact lenses from the box, and her fingertips were lightly attached to the contact lenses, Zhang Rongrong quickly put on her left eye, and was about to wear her right eye.

Sticking to the fingertips of the contact lenses, the contact lenses and fingers, without hindrance, all stretched into the eyeballs, as if they had reached under the surface of the dark lake, ah, Zhang Rongrong subconsciously exclaimed, and the fingers and the contact lenses had been pulled out of the right eye again.

"I... I ......"

Zhang Rongrong looked at herself in the mirror, her heart was beating fast, like a drum, and her face was still frightened and white without blood.

She thought it was her hallucination or missight, so she was bold and bold enough to carefully touch her eyes again in the face of the makeup mirror, but this time it was normal, and her fingertips would sting when they touched her eyes, which would stimulate tears.

In order to be convinced, she touched the other parts again, and they were all normal.

Was it just a hallucination?

Is it because I've been staying up late lately on the night shift lately, causing me to have a nervous breakdown, bringing about hallucinations?

Or is it a nightmare,

I haven't woken up from a nightmare yet?

This nightmare is too real and scary, Zhang Rongrong would rather believe that it is a nightmare, because the nightmare will eventually wake up.

Click, click, suddenly, without warning, the makeup mirror in front of me began to crack inch by inch like a spider's web, as if it had been cut by some sharp weapon. At this moment, in the shattered mirror, a standing woman's face appeared.

The woman's face is facing the makeup mirror, putting on makeup seriously, wearing contact lenses... That woman's face is Zhang Rongrong! It is a replay of Zhang Rongrong's makeup screen a few minutes ago!

The picture from a few minutes ago appeared strangely in the broken mirror a few minutes later, all this... It's like the chaos of time and space, and the order of time has been disrupted.

"Ahh

With a high-decibel scream, Zhang Rongrong ran out of the bathroom, but as soon as she ran out of the door, Zhang Rongrong's body suddenly stepped into the air, and she fell under the floor from the waist down, just like her fingertips were stuck into her eyes before, her body seemed to fall under the lake, and her body was swallowed by the floor.

Zhang Rongrong wanted to struggle, her mouth let out a desperate scream, she just reached out to try to climb out of the floor that swallowed her body like a person in the water desperately trying to get ashore.

But she panicked, her hands happened to grasp the glass slag on the falling floor, and her hands were pierced by the glass slag and blood was dripping.

Zhang Rongrong struggled,

There were long bloody streaks on the floor,

But her body was still sinking rapidly, not over her chest, not over her neck, not over her entire head, and the cries for help had disappeared... Seeing that even two hands were going to sink under the floor at the end, the devouring power suddenly disappeared, bang, bang!

Only two female arms with flat sections remained, and they all fell to the floor, crawling around on the floor like living creatures, covered in blood.

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