Darkness, not a glimmer of light.

Tian Qian woke up slowly and found herself in a cramped and cramped environment.

As long as her head sticks forward a little, she will touch the wall, and there are rough masonry on both sides of her arms to clamp her tightly, and the pressure from the front and back, left and right, so that her whole body has only a little room to move.

What's more, her whole body was tightly wrapped in a cloth or something, and only a hole was dug in her nostrils to allow her to breathe.

It should be a plastic film for freshness, and the touch of the hands that struggled told her.

Is it a nightmare?

She had no memory of how she could be in such a situation.

An inexplicable panic grew from the bottom of my heart, spread, and crawled all over my body.

She began to gasp for air.

But he was choked by the stench of inhaling his nasal lungs, and coughed weakly.

The smell of dead rats.

Or rather, the smell of a lot of dead rats.

She could even imagine that only the kind of rotten flesh that was starting to grow maggots, rotting, and bleeding pus could give off this hellish stench.

The stench was stinking, but she had to breathe.

Even because the air in this space smaller than a coffin was extremely meager, she had to carefully slow down the pace of her breathing, inhaling as gently and long as she could.

What the hell is going on?

She only remembered that she was still passionately entangled with a man she didn't know a moment ago.

Yes, I don't know, just because this man paid 1,500 yuan for the night, he will belong to him for one night.

Of course, it is only available from 23:00 to 7:00.

Tian Qian still remembers that the man was a good customer, well-dressed and clean, although he was a little fat, but his face was square and strong, and he could see that he should have a good body foundation when he was young.

What's more important is to give money simply, as soon as she entered the door, she received fifteen red tickets, and promised to give her another two hundred for the passage tomorrow morning.

Tsk, this generosity of the man made her rarely do her best and cater hard, hoping to leave a deep impression on him and strive to slowly develop into a regular customer.

It's also because of age.

When she was young, Tian Qian's skin was as delicate as water, her figure was hot, and she took all the high-end routes, and she didn't bargain for four thousand nights, and occasionally she could get a job as a plane model. At that time, she rented a high-end apartment, and when she went to the mall, she went straight to the luxury counter, and she didn't shake her hands when she bought a bag worth tens of thousands of yuan.

For a high-spirited young girl, what kind of regular customers do you want? It's not about feelings, a lot of appointments are waiting in line.

Later, due to a long period of irregular work and overeating, Tian Qian's moist skin gradually lost its due luster, and her figure began to be out of shape and bloated. In addition, she is used to being praised, and her reputation is getting worse and worse due to laziness and temperament, and as she gets older, her business is getting colder and colder.

When she came to her senses and began to lower her prices and provide good service, she could only pick up some scraps from the younger girls.

That's why she's so blue-eyed to tonight's guests.

Wait a minute.

Or is it tonight?

How much time has passed since I woke up?

Did the man make himself like this?

Why?

There was no sound in the dark space.

There was no sound of heartbeat.

Shouldn't the heart beat faster and beat the eardrums like a war drum?

Why can't I hear my heartbeat?

Fear crawled up and down Tian Qian's body like an ant, causing her cold hairs to stand on end, if she still had cold hair.

I don't know how long I stayed in the stench and darkness.

Confused, she faintly heard the sound of the door closing.

The voice was so faint that she wasn't sure if it was real, so she could only focus all her attention on her ears and try to tell the difference.

A moment later, there was a slight tremor on the wall in front of her, accompanied by the sound of a television show.

This time it was much clearer than the sound of the door closing, and it could even be heard that it was a TV series that she hadn't watched.

How could there be such an unfamiliar TV series?

You must know that Tian Qian's business is not good and she has no friends, and most of the time she spends her days watching TV on the sofa with snacks.

So now all the popular dramas on TV stations, even if she is not chasing them, she is very familiar with them.

Of course, the TV series is not the key.

She wanted to scream, but the plastic wrap that wrapped around her body was also tightly wrapped around her mouth.

Not to mention shouting, you can't even open your mouth.

The hands and feet were also close to his body, completely restrained, and it was useless to struggle.

She could only try to put her head against the wall behind her, and then slammed forward with the extremely limited space, almost as soon as she slammed her forehead against the wall in front of her face.

Boom.

The voice is too small, compared to the voice in the TV series, it is like a mosquito.

She writhed as hard as she could, trying to figure out an oblique angle between the back wall and the front wall.

Boom.

This time it was louder, but there was still no movement outside the walls, except for the TV that began to enter the commercials.

Boom.

The sound couldn't be louder, Tian Qian could only use her head to keep banging, trying to make people outside the wall hear the sound in the gap between TV shows.

Boom.

The force of the impact was not large, and it was said that there would be no damage to the skull, but Tian Qian could clearly feel the rough masonry protrusions on the front wall.

Each blow was like smashing this hard bulge into your head.

Boom.

Oddly enough, it doesn't hurt.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

……

Tian Qian perseveringly smashed her head forward. She felt more and more empty, not physically tired, but that weakness of the soul.

Hope slowly faded with the sound of crashing.

Suddenly, the tremor on the front wall stopped, and the sound of the TV outside suddenly went out.

There was silence again.

Tian Qian was only stunned for a moment, and immediately began to hit at a high frequency.

This is the last chance!

The person outside turned off the TV, and she had to get the man's attention before he left the room.

She went crazy and slammed into it, again and again.

There was still no response from outside the walls.

Has the person watching the TV left the room?

Or is this the one who binds himself up here?

Boom.

The impact slowed down.

Hope fell to the ground and shattered.

Instead, a plant named Despair grew from the ground, growing rapidly, dancing vines that strangled her, crushed, and suffocated.

By the way, why is the air in this confined space still so foul and thin, exactly the same as it was in the beginning?

Why did she wake up for so long and didn't feel suffocated from lack of oxygen?

Boom.

People out there, whoever you are, please save me.

Let me out.

Boom......