It turned out that the classroom next to it was full of neat desks and chairs. And behind each desk, there sits a fully dressed dummy.

It was as if the classroom was full of students listening to the teacher.

The most peculiar thing is that there is really a dummy dressed like a teacher on the podium. One hand is on the podium, and the other is raised and gesturing, as if he is saying something to the students below.

This scene is like time standing still, and the picture of the class is forever frozen in this moment.

This is not the only one classroom, but all the classrooms on both sides that we can see. I didn't expect that An Beimo and I were surrounded by hundreds of dummies at this time!

Although I knew that they were all lifeless dummies, the appearance was so realistic that I couldn't help but have straight hairs in my heart.

I looked closely at the clothes on the dummies, and they were all very shabby, covered with dust, and some of them were no longer even recognizable. It seems that these "people" on the fifth floor have been here for a long time, and they are by no means arranged recently.

Still, I can't figure out why these dummies were placed here in the first place.

It is not easy to carry hundreds of dummies here, and it is not a small task to dress them all, put on hoods, and pose in various forms.

I don't think there's any point in doing that! It can't be to recreate the prosperity of the school days, right? Even if it is, it can be embodied in this way, not only does it not make people feel the warmth of memories, but it makes people get goosebumps all over their bodies, and it feels awkward and terrifying no matter how you look at it.

I really can't understand what the people who set it all up are thinking. I only think that people who can do such things are extremely perverted and psychologically twisted.

However, An Beimo and I are about to pass through this group of dummies. Because the staircase up to the sixth floor is likely to be at the other end of the hallway.

This place may also be under surveillance, and our opponent may be watching everything here on the sixth floor at the moment. If we want to see each other, we have to go through this terrifying dummy.

Or perhaps, the target we are looking for is hidden in these dummies. He's waiting for us, waiting for us to step into the fake crowd, and then wait for the opportunity to strike us the fatal blow.

Therefore, we didn't dare to approach easily, and An Beimo and I used flashlights to carefully observe the faces of these dummies to see if we could find some clues.

Not only the height and proportions, but also the color of the skin is no different from a real person. If our opponent is really mixed in, we may not be able to find it if we look for it for one night. What's more, many dummies still wear hats or long hair to cover their faces. I can't see the whole face, I can't tell it at all.

I thought of a rude way, and said to An Beimo with a sign language: "I will knock down these dummies, even if someone is mixed inside, they can be discovered." ”

An Beimo observed it for a while, and replied to me in sign language: "It doesn't work, the position, distance and gap of these dummies are calculated at a glance." Even if you pour one, it will not affect the others, and it will not achieve a domino effect. When you are knocked down one by one, the sky will be dawn! But we can't afford to wait too long here. ”

Sign language I asked, "So what do you mean?" ”

An Beimo replied in sign language: "Wear it directly!" If someone is hiding inside and trying to ambush us, I'd like to see if he has the ability! ”

No matter when An Beimo is so confident, since she doesn't care, I am even more afraid. So the two of us formed an offensive and defensive formation, with me in front and An Beimo behind, slowly walking towards the fake crowd.

Even when I stood in front of those dummies, I felt that these dummies were dressed up vividly, except that they were not angry, they were almost real.

We walked very slowly and carefully. After confirming that it is indeed a dummy, you will pass by.

An Beimo didn't let me push the dummy down, the gap between them was very compact, but it didn't affect each other. If we really pushed so many dummies to the ground, in addition to creating stumbling blocks under our feet, it would also kick up a thick pile of dust. At that time, breathing will be poor, and the light of the flashlight and vision will be blocked, which will do more harm than good.

These dummies are set up in dozens of layers, densely packed like small troops. Being in the middle of it makes me feel uncomfortable, and I always have the illusion that the dummy next to me will suddenly reach out his hands to me and choke my neck.

It made me extremely nervous, and the palms of my hands holding the dagger were covered with sweat and slippery.

After three or four rows, the high tension made me feel guilty for a while, and scolded the perpetrator of all this. I feel that the person who does this thing is just a psychotic person who is full of food!

We were cautious and slowly moved forward on the left side. Mixing someone in the middle minimizes the chance of plotting against us.

As I walked, I not only paid attention to whether there was a dummy in front of me, but also observed the ground around me. Because if someone hides in it, it can't always float in, it will inevitably leave footprints, and I should take precautions in advance.

Nearly half the way through the fake crowd, everything went well, and I didn't find any suspicious traces. Since the flashlight is blocked by the dummies, it is impossible to see the situation in the distance in the hallway. I wonder if there will be another way in this building, don't come back, we're wasting time here, and the people who calculated us took this opportunity to escape.

I was pondering when suddenly there was a loud bang, which sounded particularly thrilling in this empty and silent space, and startled me a lot.

An Beimo was also taken aback, and asked urgently behind me, "What's the matter?" ”

We both stopped at the same time, and I used my flashlight to shone back and forth through the gap in the dummy, looking for what was making such a big noise.

The sound was coming from in front of us, and it sounded like something heavy had fallen to the ground, and I judged it was probably the dummies in front of me.

Without the action of external forces, the dummy would not fall, which made my nerves tense even more. It seems that among these lifeless prosthetic models, there are indeed hidden dangers that we are not aware of.

I don't know if the fallen dummy was intentional or accidental. But there is no doubt that there is an ambush in front of us.

Stood still for a moment, and there was no other noise around him. I glanced back at An Beimo, and then moved on. This time I slowed down a bit, keeping my eyes on the front and ready for the unexpected.

After a few more rows of dummies, I suddenly noticed that the beam of my flashlight had become a little weaker.

It's been two or three hours since I entered this old school, and I haven't turned off my flashlight since I came in. I'm just using a small, regular flashlight that I sell in the store, and I don't have a limited amount of power, which can't compare to our D.R.T. special tactical flashlight. It's only now that the light has weakened, which is already good.

Or Anbei Mo was prescient and saved flashlight power in advance. If we lose the lighting here, we will be left to be slaughtered.

I estimate that the battery of my flashlight will last for another half an hour at most, and the brightness will gradually become weaker during this time. Even if An Beimo's flashlight is saved, it can't last long, and there is not much time left for us.

In fact, An Beimo and I insisted on catching the people who were hiding behind us and calculating us, not for a while. Just because we have too few clues, and we are in another country, we can't let go of any opportunity to get clues.

Time was ticking, so I picked up a bit more and had to catch the guy hiding here before we ran out of lights. If I am forced to withdraw because the flashlight is out of power, I will not be reconciled.

Just a few steps away, there was another loud bang not far ahead.

I was shocked, and at the same time stopped again with An Beimo. Although I couldn't see what was happening in front of me, this time it was clear to me that it was the sound of the dummy falling to the ground.

And I also found that the location where the sound came out this time was actually closer to us.

Judging from the distance between the two sounds just now, the distance between them is not too far. I suspect it's as if someone is slowly approaching us, knocking down the dummy by mistake as it moves.

With this suspicion, I immediately crouched down and pressed against the ground to check the situation in front of me from under the dummy's legs. This time I vaguely seemed to have noticed something, about ten meters away from us, I saw a fallen dummy's foot cocked, and the person approaching us should not be far away.

But I've always wondered how the other party could accidentally knock down a dummy when they can approach us quietly? An Beimo and I have passed through half of the dummies, not to mention knocking them down, even if we haven't touched them.

The fact that the other party never let us find any trace of him shows that the other party is absolutely cautious. But it was exposed twice in a row, and I couldn't guess what he was trying to do.

I waved my hand at An Beimo, the two of them lowered their bodies, and quickly walked through the pile of dummies with their waists. Time is pressing, the enemy is clear and we are secret, so we simply take the risk of passing directly and quickly, and leave this group of dummies first.

Unexpectedly, our acceleration also made the other party's actions move quickly. In the darkness, we heard the sound of "clang, bang" one after another, and I don't know how many dummies in the distance fell continuously, and they were getting closer and closer to our position.

The opponent actually took the initiative to run for us, and I suddenly stood up straight and kicked at the dummy next to me.

The dummy I kicked flew out backwards and hit the dummy in the back. For a while, the dummies collided with each other, and they fell down in an uproar. The corridor was dusty for a while, and An Beimo and I covered our mouths and noses, squinted our eyes and continued to walk forward.

The dust raised obstructed our vision, but I think it can also hinder each other, and I will take this opportunity to break out of the dummy with one go. Once we are in the clearing, it is impossible for us to plot again.

I ran straight ahead, not like I had just done before. Many dummies were bumped or taken by me and fell to the ground. I couldn't see what was ahead, so I rushed straight in the direction I remembered.

The originally silent corridor has now become a mess, arranged like a guard of honor in a dummy formation, messy by my collision, full of dummies and dummy limbs that have been fallen and scattered, and the dust that flies up is like a sandstorm, and An Beimo and I can't help but be choked and coughed.

Now I'm embarrassed, but I'm always holding up my flashlight to monitor the movement around me. The distance of the flashlight was greatly reduced due to the dust, and the beam swayed back and forth due to my increased movements, but I still had a full view of the situation around me.

An Beimo also turned on a flashlight behind me to illuminate the road, and in the two back-and-forth lights and shadows, I suddenly saw a shadow flickering quickly a few times.