"Sir, you should be our new occupant here, and if you are not familiar with the route, I can take you back to your room."

It took a few minutes for me to finally compose.

Maybe everything I've just seen may have been caused by overexhaustion, and with the recent depletion of energy, my mind may be wildly imagining.

The more I thought about it, the more headache I felt, so I followed the property's words and let him lead me to room 1748 on the 18th floor.

"Sir, this is your room, I'll go downstairs first, you can call me if you have any questions."

As he spoke, he handed me a business card and took the elevator back to the first floor.

Looking at his back as if he had fled from the desert, I wondered if I had behaved strangely just now, but I wouldn't be scared like this.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that something was wrong, and I went back and checked the room number again before inserting the key into the room.

The room was extremely depressing, and I tentatively flipped the switch in the entryway, only to find that there was no electricity in the room at all.

In desperation, I found out the few candles left in my backpack, grabbed one of them and lit it, only to realize the appearance of this room.

The whole room is like a small villa, with four rooms on the upper and lower floors, and a large living room in the middle of the first floor, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window on the edge of the living room.

The light in my hand was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looking at the scene outside the window, I finally had a sense of excitement for the countrymen to enter the city.

I turned back to the wooden door next to me, and when I pressed the doorknob and nudged it, I realized that the room seemed to be locked and could not be opened.

And the room next to it was just as locked.

After thinking about it, I thought that this was probably Uncle Wang's method to prevent me from messing around with things, so I didn't think much about it, turned my head and went upstairs and pushed the other two rooms.

Fortunately, both rooms can still be opened, and the furniture in the rooms is also complete.

I walked to the bed in one of the rooms, and I rolled over and lay down on the bed enjoying the soft bed, and the heavy sleepiness hit me, and instantly dragged me into my dream.

When I was drowsy, I felt cold all over, like a person being soaked in a pool, suffocated and helpless.

I began to wave my hand constantly, my body was like being in a water tank sealed under house arrest, feeling the endless suffocation in the small space, and the free fall in the abyss, which made me arrest my heart and instantly swept away by a sense of fear!

The liquid in my hand began to thin from viscous to thin, and my body gradually regained its instincts, until I struggled to get rid of the suffocating sensation I had just felt.

By the light of the candle on the bedside table beside me, I could see that my side had been flooded, and that if I hadn't woken up just now, I might have drowned in the water.

Following the flow of water, I walked out of the room to the side of the kitchen, only to find that the faucet was turned on without knowing when, causing the sudden water to flood the room in the middle of the night.

I frowned and shook my head, and raised my hand to make a call, only to find that there was a lot of water in the phone, and the screen had long since been burned and destroyed.

"Really...... Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and drinking water can also be stuffed between teeth. ”

I scratched my head, and then I swam into the "pool" below, and swam to the window and opened the floor-to-ceiling window, and the water in the room rushed out of the window.

Looking at such a fierce flow, I can probably guess what kind of shocking words will burst out when the neighbors downstairs rush up to theorize.

But the strange thing is that more than half an hour has passed, and there is no knock on my door.

Could it be that all these people are sleeping dead? It's also unlikely, even if they can't hear the big flow of water just now, then they can't feel it when someone seeps into the residents downstairs.

This is even stranger.

Just as I was thinking about it, the sound of a toad licking its eyes suddenly sounded above my head.

I immediately looked up at the ceiling and saw a pair of wet footprints perched on top of my head.

My eyes widened in disbelief, I didn't see anyone when I came in! And how could a person's footprints appear on the ceiling? Isn't this man going to ......

The more I thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and I couldn't help but shake my head, and in the blink of an eye, the footprints above my head actually moved again.

It began to walk towards the edge of the wall, eventually landing on the ground on the first floor, but it didn't stop walking, and then stopped when it reached the doors of the two closed rooms.

Just as I was wondering, there was a sudden "bang" in the room below, and I poked my head into the sound to see that one of the doors that I couldn't open was actually opened!

Then the footprint began to move inside again.

Seeing it disappear in front of me, my heart began to stir again, pushing myself towards the door.

When I stopped in front of the door, my heart instantly rose to my throat.

Because right in front of my feet, there were a pair of wet footprints.

It seems to ...... Stop right in front of me!

The footprints only lingered for a short moment before they began to move again.

It began to walk slowly towards the closet in the room, and as my vision gradually dimmed in front of my eyes, I immediately lit the candle in hand.

While the candlelight burns, it also emits a strange fragrance, and this fragrance is a lot calmer to my heart.

I lit the floor with a candle and followed the footprints straight into the room.

When I first entered the room, I always felt that something was always staring at me, and that strange footprint seemed to be waiting for me as I walked, as if I was afraid that I would lose it.

I took a deep breath and followed it two more steps forward, when the chandelier above me suddenly made a magnetic sound of electricity flowing, and then it lit up with a thud.

The bright light overhead illuminates the room, and the furnishings in the room make me a little more curious about the original owner of the room.

The room is kawaii-style and is surrounded by pink décor, with two huge dolls lying on the bed tilting their heads at the computer screen in front of the bed.

Both sides of the computer are full of messy live broadcast equipment, but the only thing that is wrong is that the microphone head of this broadcast is missing.

Everything here seems to reveal a point that the original resident should have left temporarily, or that she didn't know that she would suddenly not be able to return home.

At this moment, there was a sudden "ding dong" sound on the computer desk, and I followed the sound to look over and found a machine wrapped in a non-mainstream mobile phone case.