Nightmare Attack

Just as the security guard took a few steps to lead the way, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "Old Wu." A man holding a blue and white striped bag called him not far from the door. He was one of the people before, "After a while, Who should I sign for? "

"I'll just sign it," the security guard shouted back.

The man nodded, put the bag on his shoulder again, and left.

The security guard was embarrassed, turned his head and said hesitantly to a few people: "I have to sign in a moment, why don't you wait for me for a while?"

Looking at a few scattered shops inside, and a shop owner selling cooked food, she was lying on a recliner scrolling through her mobile phone. Hua Luo asked the security guard: "Is it far away?"

"It's not far, not far. Just walk straight along here. Do you see the elevator in front?" The security guard pointed with his finger and said, "You can go straight down by taking the elevator."

"Where is the ladder?" Hua Luo continued to ask.

"Stairway?" The security guard paused. If there is an elevator, why not take the stairs?

But soon, he seemed to realize something.

He stared at Hua Luo's throat. The Adam's apple there was very obvious, and the other person's voice was obviously thicker, thicker than that of ordinary women.

Sure enough, the security guard looked Hua Luo up and down, his eyes flashed with light, he swallowed, and thought to himself that he was indeed not a normal person.

Most of his interest suddenly disappeared, so he didn't try to persuade him anymore, but said bluntly: "The stairs are over there, farther away. If you go downstairs, you can see a row of merchants opposite." He paused and continued. Said: "You can choose any one that is empty, just write down the number plate and let me know. "

"good."

Without being too polite, a few people walked towards the stairs. Since entering the nightmare, everyone has developed an unspeakable fear of confined spaces such as elevators.

And these fears all come from bloody lessons.

Before entering the stairwell, Jiao Tailang, who was walking at the front, put down his backpack and took out the 30 cm long knife.

"You follow me," he said.

Then Wan Yuan Ning, Hua Luo, and Yu Lan all lined up in a row and piled up behind Jiao Tailang, like a mother chicken leading a group of chicks.

After a while, Hua Luo came out, then walked behind Yu Lan and stood firm.

Pursing her lips, Yulan couldn't help but feel a little moved. She turned her head to Hualuo and whispered, "Thank you."

Everyone knows that this place must be related to the ghost's experiences during his lifetime, and it is probably the place where the ghost worked.

In other words, there is a high possibility of encountering strange events here.

According to the experience of countless horror movies and novels, those at the front and the back have the highest probability of encountering danger.

Hua Luo nodded and simply said "hmm". She stared at the stairs leading downstairs, her beautiful eyebrows gradually becoming sharper.

But when they came downstairs, the scene in front of them made them a little suspicious.

I originally thought it would be a desolate and depressed scene, but what I saw before me could only be described as relatively deserted.

Guan Yuaning looked around and guessed that there was not only one way in, but also another entrance.

Just outside the passage, next to the door, sat an old lady with her trousers tied up.

There was a cloth bag thrown at the old lady's feet, and in front of her was a white foam box covered with a yellowed quilt.

The aroma of corn wafted over.

Yulan couldn't help but swallow.

Further inside, there are two rows of smaller businesses. Indeed, as the security guard said, there are more empty spaces. At the beginning, there were still shops open in twos and threes.

Most of the bosses are lazy and don't say hello to customers when they see them. They just lower their heads and scroll through their phones.

It is also possible to run an online store at the same time.

They took a brief look and saw that they were all small commodities such as socks, gloves, underwear, toothpaste, etc. There were also a few stores that specialized in imported goods from Korea.

When Yulan passed by, she picked up a few and looked at them. They were all brands she had never heard of.

There was another store where the owner didn't even see it, and only had a cardboard sign with the words "discounted goods" hanging on the door.

The further you walk in, the more you can feel the depression here. There is a little bit of garbage on the ground, and some sandy soil boards left from the decoration are gathered together, and no one is cleaning it.

They were still walking in, and the lights here were not as bright as before, giving people a drowsy feeling.

Fortunately, they had the foresight to buy 6 flashlights at the stall they just passed by.

One person is on hand, and two are left as spares.

Jiao Tailang also suggested that they buy a watermelon knife for self-defense, but looking at Jiao Tailang's fierce expression when he said this, everyone thought it was better to forget it.

With him alone holding a knife, everyone felt safe enough.

Guan Yuan Ning, who was walking behind him, deliberately stayed two positions behind him, apparently because he was worried that Jiao Tailang would hurt himself while swinging the knife.

So the style of the painting was very bizarre, with Jiao Tailang staring at the road, and the remaining few people staring at the shining snow-white sword in his hand.

"Isn't it here yet?" Yulan asked softly. She looked nervous and her eyes began to wander around.

They had passed by more than a dozen shops, and all of them, without exception, were empty, leaving only some dirty glass counters and scattered merchandise and garbage scattered on the ground.

But the most uncomfortable thing is the window mannequins piled in the corner, covered with plastic sheets of unknown colors.

They were arranged in various strange shapes and looked very strange under the dim light.

It seemed like they would come back to life in the next second.

After turning a corner, Jiao Tailang at the front stopped and said, "We're here."

Everyone immediately looked over and saw an open shop with a series of small colored lanterns hanging on it. The colored lanterns spelled out the words "Sunshine Story".

It flashes and flashes, giving people a very cheap feeling.

Originally they thought this place would be an abandoned shop, covered in dust and very eerie, but it seemed to be okay, at least it was still in business.

After walking over, everyone found that this was a hair and nail salon, with a row of slightly worn seats and a table covered with gold velvet cloth at the door.

The table is covered with various nail samples, as well as nail polish, small decorations on the nails and so on. The decoration in the store is lively, with the main color being pink.

There are posters and colorful wallpapers on the walls.

But no one was seen, not even nearby.

"Whoosh-"

The sudden sound of water startled everyone. Yulan took several steps back and bumped into the table. If Wan Yuaning hadn't pulled her, the table would have been knocked over.

"Snapped!"

A piece of bright red nail polish fell to the ground and splashed on Yulan's white shoes. The sticky red flowed slowly along the uppers, thicker than blood.

In the dim light, it gives people a very strange feeling.

Immediately afterwards, the door curtain, which was very close to the color of the wallpaper, was opened, and a face with fine lines at the corners of its eyes poked out.