9 Hell 3
After a short period of preparation, I carefully opened the door, and although the flashlight function on my phone was not as bright as a real flashlight, it was still very useful for providing light at short distances. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
I just walked out.
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No one? There was nothing in the hallway, the sneak attack or something strange I expected didn't happen, and the darkness could be lit up with a cell phone, which didn't quite match what the news said - the news said that there were indeed many "pioneer" patients who had tried to illuminate the darkness in their eyes with something that could be illuminated, but it was neurological blindness, not really darkened around them, so no lighting would work.
It seems that I am not a patient? That alone doesn't seem to be enough, and of course, I haven't really seen myself as a patient until now, and it's all just reasoning in my head.
The phone only has four percent power, after all, it only takes five or six minutes to charge, which is only enough for three or four minutes, and three or four minutes is enough for me to simply explore the corridor on this floor, so I carried a kitchen knife, held my phone, and walked out, ready to cut something.
It was pitch black except for the range of my phone's lighting, and I moved cautiously to concentrate on my five senses. Walking past the Ling's house, I stopped at the top of the stairs.
The dusty hallway floor, the pungent musty smell, the old, red-stained walls, and the neighbor's door looked fairly normal.
I don't have time to explore what's in my neighbor's house, I don't have much electricity in the first place, and if I get in and suddenly close the door, and my phone runs out of battery, won't I kill myself? It would have been terrible to lose sight in that unknown environment, so I just walked forward, occasionally keeping an eye on my head, there were six houses on this floor. The house is on the far left, there are two families on the left side of the stairs, and there are three families on the other side.
Looking at the staircase, there is also a thick layer of dust, and no one has been here for at least ten or twenty days, right? Maybe longer?
So far, there has been no danger, neither the medicine has been delivered, nor have I shown any symptoms, except for the sound of my low footsteps echoing throughout the floor.
Soon I had a brief survey of the floor, and four of the six houses had their doors open, i.e., my neighbor, and the one on the far right and the one adjacent to this one, the doors were all hidden, and the others were pretty much the same: a lot of dust, a musty smell, stained walls.
My phone vibrated a little, and I looked at the battery level, and there was still one percent, so I turned around and left, and in less than thirty seconds I was safely home.
Nothing out of the ordinary... Sort of, the anomaly I'm talking about is at least a dead person or a change in terrain or something that looks discordant, and if you lower the standard, it's actually very gloomy on the outside, so gloomy that it is the kind of gloomy that everyone would think that there has been an accident in this corridor.
After closing the door and making sure it was tightly sealed, I connected my phone to the charger again and watched the news.
Judging from the news, the city's population of nearly one million has almost all been concentrated, and the remaining quarantined patients are also receiving treatment from the medicine distributors one after another.
It doesn't seem like anything wrong, but... That still doesn't explain what I'm seeing now!
How do they make sure that infected people don't run around? Didn't say it on the news!
Where did those normal people go? The same is not said on the news!
What was the outcome for those who were treated? It's still not said on the news!
Why is there still a network? Isn't everyone concentrated somewhere?
Why is there still hydropower? Is it possible that the water plant is still in operation? But the people were all gathered!
Finally, why does my house have electricity? Why is there no electricity elsewhere?
The stain on the wall outside the house was dry, but I could still recognize it, it was blood! Even though there was a strange musty smell in the air, I could smell a hint of blood, no, not just blood, but something unspeakable, but certainly human, my gut told me, and I was convinced of it.
Something terrible must have happened here, and it may not be the same as reported in the news! How could that evacuation and concentration in one place go smoothly? That's nearly a million people!
After nearly an hour, my phone's battery was at 32 percent, and I decided to head out to find out what was going on, starting with the most recent one.
I looked out the window again, it was still pitch black, and I turned on the flashlight function and stopped paying attention to the window.
Wait...
It occurred to me that something was wrong!
I quickly glanced at my phone and was shocked to find that there was no time on it! It's not that the bar that shows the time is obscured or the time can't be dialed up, but... There is no such bar at all!
I hurriedly opened the search software, enter the word time, usually the first thing that appears in the first place will be the time, minutes and seconds of Beijing time, and with the information of the year, month, day and day of the week, I tried it when I was bored before, but now what appears in front of my eyes, there is only an encyclopedia about the word time!
Can't find the time!
I hurriedly turned out the news I had read before, carefully observed any news about time, it was okay not to look at it, it was terrible to look at it, all the words about time were extremely vague, basically "about a month", "a few days later", "a few days later" and the like, there was no accurate time at all, not even the time when the news was issued!
How is this possible?
I still have QQ on my phone.,Although I don't often play.,But there are always a few friends.,I open QQ at the moment.,Randomly found a friend to send a message.,Usually you can see the message you send.,But... Not this time.
Before I knew it, my palms were sweaty, and after five minutes, I finally confirmed that I had no means of coming up with the correct answer to the usual unobtrusive G proposition, "What time is it?"
"It's not like it turned out to be without... I want to be erased...", I concluded.
I looked at the top bar of the phone, and the position that should have occupied the time was blank, and the small grid next to it that showed the amount of power stayed in place, and I didn't think about taking up the position that belonged to the time at all.
What's going on? If it is science fiction that the future people seen on the news return to the present, the current situation is undoubtedly fantasy.
Calming down a little, I walked towards the home with a kitchen knife, there is only a gap left in my door now, there is a slight light inside, and there is a sofa I moved out a meter behind the door, if there is any monster, I have enough time to move the sofa to block the door when I hide in the house.
Ready for everything, I stood at the door of the Lingju house for a few seconds, and after confirming that I had adjusted my mentality, I stretched out the hand holding the kitchen knife and slowly opened the hidden door, the creaking sound of friction between the bearings continued to sound, echoing in the silent corridor, I couldn't take my eyes off the situation inside, there was nothing unusual where the light shone, but as the door opened, the strange smell became stronger.
After making sure there was nothing unusual near the door, I walked into the house, and if I remember correctly, the general layout of all the rooms in our building is the same, which means where is the switch in my living room, and his house is also there, or nearby.
With the light, I quickly found the switch, tried to press it, the light in the living room turned on, I was stunned, it seems that there is also electricity here, so to speak, the voice-activated light in the corridor is indeed broken, our building, indeed no power off.
Just when I was thinking about the corridor light, I casually glanced at it, but saw a person lying on the floor of the living room, and suddenly my heart beat a few beats faster, I am now an ordinary middle school student who is slightly weaker than normal human ability, and I guess no one can beat me if I really fight.
All I could rely on was mental strength - not mental power, of course, but calmness and courage that I had already developed into habits.
I glanced around, thought about it, and instead of immediately walking over to the person lying on my stomach, I swept around the other rooms first, and after three minutes, I turned on the lights in all the rooms, and I didn't find anything wrong.
It is worth mentioning that the fridge had enough food for him for at least four to five days, which seems to be a basis for extrapolating the time of his death.
Well, the only thing that's wrong is... That one is most likely my neighbor's... corpses.
There was no doubt that he must be dead, I knew it from the first sight of him.