Paintings of Terror

Ke Xun stood up, tapped his mobile phone, and called up the camera function.

The camera defaults to the Selfie mode. The first thing that appears in the picture is his own face, which may be due to the dim light. The whole face is bluish-grey, and the black eyes are very large, almost covering all the whites of the eyes. It made both eyes look extremely hollow and dark, and the lips were no longer bloody, like a dehydrated patient who had dried up for a long time, with gray and dry wrinkles.

Ke Xun clicked on the camera switch, the front camera switched to the rear, and then "fucked" with a "fuck", and the phone flew out with a flick of his hand. Mu Ran, who was a few steps away, was stunned by his eyes, and he raised his hand to catch it. In his hand, he held it in a shooting position and glanced at the picture.

"What, what's wrong?" Wei Dong asked Ke Xun anxiously.

"...It's okay." Ke Xun rubbed his hands on his trousers with the cold sweat that came out of his heart, "I'm so handsome."

When Wei Dong heard this, he dared not ask any more.

Qin Ci and Zhu Haowen next to him silently turned on the camera function in their mobile phones. Despite the lessons learned by Zhang Hanrui and Ke Xun, after seeing the footage in the camera, the two shook their hands uncontrollably, and then silently He put the phone back in his pocket.

But the newcomers obviously don't have this strength. Xu Zhen also took out the phone. After looking at it, he screamed out of control and dropped the phone to the ground.

"What's that?! What's that?!" The OL, no matter how calm, could hardly remain calm and calm after seeing such a scene with his own eyes. He turned around and grabbed Mu Yiran's nearest arm, his fingers frightened. Cold.

"As you can see." Mu Yiran blankly avoided her scratching, walked a few steps over, and handed the phone back to Ke Xun.

The camera function of the phone is not turned off, and the dim picture is displayed in front of me.

It’s the corridor in front of you, this room with opposite doors, or this messy staircase corner, which should have been empty, but at this moment, the camera is full of people who describe skinny, pale skin and expressionless faces. .

These people are wearing empty and fat gray-white clothes, standing in every corner, looking blankly in the direction where everyone is. Their faces are gray and thin, like dry and cracked bark, and their lips are gray and wrinkled. He's dead skin, black hole-like eyes looked at here indifferently, like blocks of human tombstones.

However, if you move your gaze away from the screen of the phone and look straight ahead, there is nothing in front of you. Only from the camera can you see these gray and silent people.

Ke Xun retracted his gaze from the screen of the phone and pulled Weidong a hand.

Because there is a person standing in front of him in the picture, the black hole's eyes are staring at him.

The newcomers were frightened, and Qi Qiang also looked away from his mobile phone screen awkwardly, and looked at several old members: "What the fuck...what can I do?"

At this moment, Qi Qiang was finally willing to believe Qin Ci's words, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.

"Continue to open the door." Mu Yiran's calm and still voice made Qi Qiang also find a trace of composure, and re-attached it to the iron door to try the password to open the door.

Before Ke Xun crossed out the camera function, he saw seven or eight gray and white figures standing around the door of the iron gate, as if they were watching Qi Qiang.

Qin Ci walked to Mu Yiran's side, lowered his voice and said, "You said, what do these'people' do? Why do they appear in this place?"

Mu Yiran raised his eyes and looked at the emptiness, as if looking at those "people" who only existed in the dark: "Maybe it is the staff of the institute, they are wearing the same clothes."

"No, it's not exactly the same." It was Ke Xun who took the call. Mu Yiran looked over and saw him pointing to the position of his left chest, "There is a set of numbers in this place on their shirts, each person's number It's all different."

Mu Yiran's eyes moved slightly: "Are you sure?"

"Trust me, my eyesight is very good," Ke Xun said.

Qin Ci wanted to say that if he wasn't sure, he could turn on the camera function of the phone again, but Mu Yiran seemed to trust Ke Xun's vision so easily, and didn't mean to take out his phone for verification.

"What do these numbers represent, job number?" Zhu Haowen looked at Ke Xun.

"Maybe," Ke Xun said, "These numbers are composed of letters starting with a combination of horizontal bars and numbers, such as A-013. I just glanced at it. The initials have A, B, C and D. Maybe there are more, but I didn’t take a closer look."

"Are these numbers a clue?" Xu Zhen tried her best to calm her shocked mood, her voice still trembling.

Qin Ci nodded, "I think it is, but the specific direction of this clue needs further verification."

While speaking, Qi Qiang heard a low growl: "It's on!"

The door lock of the iron door made a "click" sound, as if there was a huge finger, which was bent hard and then popped up again, and the nail cap hit the hearts of everyone.

Qi Qiang didn't open the door immediately, but just stood up and looked at several old members with a deep expression: "Next, can't you get in?"

"In." Mu Yiran said lightly without any hesitation.

As he was about to step over, Ke Xun took his arm and said, "Wait a minute, take a look first." As he raised his phone, he brought up the camera function again.

In the picture, several gray figures still surround the door, motionless.

Ke Xun suddenly felt that the people all over the corridor might not be watching the outsiders who broke into it. They stared at it motionlessly. In fact, it was this door.

Mu Yiran walked over and held the handle of the door. Several girls were so scared that they screamed for asylum. Because Ke Xun was holding his mobile phone, Qin Ci and Zhu Haowen stood by the door one by one, the girls So swarmed and hugged Wei Dong, the only old member who had nothing to do.

Weidong: ...the peach blossom came too fast like a tornado, but I am not moved or dared to move at this moment.

Mu Yiran put a slight force on his hand and pulled open the thick and cold iron door.

The screen of Ke Xun's mobile phone was suddenly filled with dense gray and thin faces, and the small door leaf was crowded with people.

In other words, it is packed with such faces.

From the door beam to the threshold, every gap was squeezed with faces, and their bodies were barely visible. They seemed to be scrambling to fall and climb over, trying to escape from the door, picking up along the door frame. The skinny, gray fingers, the bones protruded sharply due to excessive force, almost breaking the skin.

Ke Xun's scalp was numb.

It's not just because of the crowded faces in the door frame, but the desperately wide-open mouths on these faces, like bottomless black holes, which are opened to the extreme that ordinary people can't do. You can't see them in the black holes. The teeth and tongue are only endless black, and screams if there is substance.

Ke Xun removed the phone, took a deep breath, and suddenly moved the phone to the corridor behind him.

In the picture, the gray and white shadows who stood indifferently in every corner just now, looking towards this side, did not know when they were like the people inside the door, desperately opening their black mouths, such mouths embedded in their gray and expressionless On his face, embedded in the dusty corridor, it appears more vivid, dark, and terrifying.

Ke Xun was frightened by the huge black hole with his eyes, rubbing the goose bumps that suddenly appeared on his arms, and followed Mu Yiran into the iron gate.

There is no person in the door visible to the naked eye. The entrance is a counter similar to the front desk. Next to the counter, there is a narrow staircase leading to the underground. The entrance of the staircase is blocked by an iron fence door, and the steps inside the door gradually descend. It also gradually sank into the deep darkness, making it impossible to see what was at the end of the stairs.

Mu Yiran brightened the lighting of his mobile phone, and searched on the iron fence door, but did not find any manual lock or code lock. He couldn't open it even when he pushed and pulled it.

"The door is controlled by mechanism or electronic control." Mu Yiran turned his head and searched on the counter at the front desk. Qin Ci, Zhu Haowen and Ke Xun stepped forward to help. Among the newcomers, only Qi Qiang and Xu Zhen stepped in. Huang Pi stood outside the door, staring at the people inside the door with a gloomy expression.

Wei Dong was caught by the girls and hugged outside the door. Deng Guang shrank even more, almost burying himself in the pile of debris next to him.

The few people inside the door didn't spend much time, and found a dusty spider web machine in the corner of the counter. On the diamond-shaped metal plate, the words "Take Number Machine" were written.

"No." Ke Xun looked at several people, and they exchanged glances.

"Don't rush to pick it up, we need to arrange it." Qin Ci said, looking up at Mu Yiran, "What does Xiao Mu think of this number picking machine?"

"We are not sure how and how it will assign numbers to us," Mu Yiran looked down, "We can only try it out with four people first and look at the numbering rules of the first four numbers."

"Then which four will come first?" Qin Ci asked.

"I don't recommend that all the old members come." Xu Zhen, who has been listening, couldn't help but answer. "It is best to have both new and old members and men and women, so that we can try more patterns.

"I agree." Qin Ci said, "Then, who is the old member?"

"I'll do it." Ke Xun walked over. Before everyone could respond, he reached out and pressed the button on the number picker. He heard a "click", and a business card popped out from the card-like exit on the top of the machine. Ke Xun held the large and small cardboard card in his hand and glanced at the light of the phone. It said: A-182.

Seeing other people looking at him silently, Ke Xun raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Zhu Haowen looked at him and spoke calmly: "When you are uncertain about the risks, you are always ahead."

"...So," Ke Xun put his hand on his shoulder, "Are you complimenting me on my bravery?"

Zhu Haowen lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Qin Ci suddenly smiled next to him: "You let our cautious hesitate, looking timid and selfish."

"Don't, I don't have such a high level of consciousness," Ke Xun fiddled with the card in his hand with two fingers. "I'm just used to it. When I participated in the competition, the first person to play was the most stressed and the most responsible. As the captain, I have always been placed in this position."

Mu Yi suddenly said, "Hurry up."

As he stretched out his hand, Ke Xun couldn't stop him, and watched that slender finger pressed on the button of the number picking machine.

A-183, Mu Yiran's card number is connected to Ke Xun.