"What devil, what the hell are you talking about?" As I followed him, I asked impatiently, "Why did I get the devil when I made a phone call?" ”

The blonde guard gave me a faint look, looking unreasonable.

"You speak!" I tugged at his sleeve and forced him to slow down.

"Little cutie, you've always had a bad attitude towards me," the blonde guard still pulled me briskly forward, "I'm not your enemy. ”

"I've never seen a prisoner treated like you," I said disdainfully, "what a first-class prison, it's outrageous!" ”

He shook his head, as if sneering.

"You think I like this prison?" The blonde guard said, "I don't want to be in this boring place. ”

"Then you go!" I immediately said, "No one forced you to stay. ”

The blonde prison guard sneered again, he looked back at me, and said word by word: "If it weren't for you, who would want to stay?" ”

"What do you mean? What does it have to do with me? I stared at his pupils.

But he spoke no more.

…

The blonde guards took me to a nondescript building from the outside, and when I entered, I realized that the cells inside were heavily guarded isolation cells. In a secret room, you can only observe the inside and outside through the small window on the door.

"You're not going to lock me up here, are you?" My eyes widened when I saw him have the door of the first cell unlocked.

He gave me a meaningful look, then pulled open the door and pushed me inside.

"Can't you tell me what's going on? I asked for a lawyer! "I yelled as I pounded the glass on the door.

The blonde guard put his index finger to his lips and made a silent gesture to me, then patted the guard guarding the door on the shoulder and walked away on his own.

…

I sighed weakly, turned around and began to observe the surroundings of the room. The whole room is very small, only about seven or eight square meters. The furnishings are simple, with a small bed on the left, a table on the right, and no windows. The plain white walls, bed sheets and duvet covers, even the floor are white, and the only green is a small potted plant on the table. I've foreseen that the days here will be boring to death.

I collapsed in bed, intending to sleep for a while and wait until I woke up to think about it.

…

Bang———— bang————bang————! Bang - bang - bang! Bang bang bang!

In a daze, I heard someone knocking the door.

Slow and fast, from far to near, the sound grew louder and faster, until I felt the whole room tremble.

I sat up abruptly.

I gasped for breath and looked around. Now, the walls are vibrating at a frequency visible to the naked eye, and even the potted plants on the table have fallen to the ground.

What happened? Who's knocking on the door?

With doubts in mind, I quickly got out of bed and ran to the door to look out through the glass window. Strangely, the prison guards on duty outside were gone.

In the darkness, I could only hear knocks on the door like hailstones, and I couldn't see anyone. But I could feel the knock getting closer and closer.

Someone, slowly approaching my room.

Who is it?

I felt my throat tight, and the simple act of swallowing saliva became more difficult at the moment. Fear, a tidal wave of fear enveloped me, making it impossible for me to breathe.

Bang bang bang!

Finally, the knock was close at hand, and I slowly backed away, away from the door. My mind counts down, three, two, one—

There was a loud bang, and the door slammed against the wall, and a cool breeze caused goosebumps on my body.

The door opened!

I almost fell to the bed, my eyes fixed on the door, for fear that a murderous demon would suddenly break in and tear me to pieces, or that a bloodthirsty devil would immediately bite my veins. Although I have made all kinds of mental preparations, even the slightest accident at this moment may break my nerves, which are already tense and about to burst.

Nothing came in.

After a minute of waiting, I heard my own helpless gasps except for the dimness and the looming dust.

I breathed a sigh of relief and felt like I felt a limp all over my body. But then the question arises, what's going on with this knock on the door? Why aren't the prison guards outside? Should I go out and find out, or is it safer to close the door and hide here?

I figured that no one would be able to sit still in this situation, so I gritted my teeth and slowly walked out of the cell. There really wasn't anyone out there. Whether you are facing left or right, you can only see rows of doors. I even had the illusion of walking into a circular space.

No, I remember that the blonde guards had put me in the first isolation cell, so there should be an exit to the right of my cell, how could there be a row of rooms?

A chill quickly spread from my spine to the back of my ears, my heart began to beat in my chest, and I felt dizzy. Bang bang bang!

It was then that I faintly heard the knock on the door again. This time, I could clearly hear where it came from, which was the one in the far corner of the room on the right. Given that the entire hallway was empty, the knock could only come from within the room.

There was someone in that room in the far corner.

Who is it? Who's knocking on the door?

When the blonde guards took me to the building, he said it was an abandoned felon cell area, so there shouldn't be anyone else here but me.

But now there is not only a row of rooms here, but there are not only people in the room, but this person wants to come out of it!

I thought about ignoring him and leaving quickly, but my footsteps walked uncontrollably to the right. Step by step, I approached the mysterious room, step by step closer to the person in the room.

I don't even know if it's human.

Finally, after what seemed like a century, under the triple torment of nervousness, apprehension, and curiosity, I came to the outside of that room.

A black room.

Unlike the other rooms, this one seems to be cut off by light, as if it has been painted with a layer of carbon black paint. Strangely, despite the darkness, I could clearly see the layout through the window.

It was almost the same as my room, except for two differences. First of all, this room is upside down from my room, with a table on the left and a bed on the right. The second point is that the potted plants on the table are withered.

I suddenly had a strange feeling in my heart, both scared and sad. I don't know why, but I felt like the people in the room were familiar to me.

It stands to reason that I should have seen the people inside, but I didn't. Until this moment, all I saw was an empty room. Of course, the knock on the door didn't stop, it still kept coming from inside.

When my fear reached its extreme, it gradually calmed down. I'm wondering if I should open the door.

"Hello?"

A voice suddenly rang out. It was like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, which made me feel excited.

Cold, light, without a hint of emotion. But I was so frightened that I almost sat down on the ground, because this voice was the same voice I heard on the phone that day.

It's the voice of the devil.