Nightmare Attack

It was not as dark as everyone thought, but it seemed to be covered by a layer of gray fog, which was somewhat similar to the feeling in the bus. Reading

The visibility was not high, only about 3 or 4 meters. If you were farther away, you could only see a vague outline.

And more importantly, the moment everyone walked into the door, it was as if they were wrapped in a layer of cold air.

Indeed, this place was different from the outside. Entering this door was like entering another world.

After entering, everyone habitually looked at Jiang Cheng, after all, he got the information from Yuan Xiaoyi.

Recalling Yuan Xiaoyi's words, Jiang Cheng's eyes swept around. There should be a guard room nearby, with a visitor registration book inside, and they needed to register first.

With the help of the mobile phone light, Jiang Cheng found a long glass window about 10 meters to the right, which was very similar to the duty room in his impression.

Then the group slowly approached and stopped in front of a wooden door. The wooden door was a relatively old one, and the door handle was worn off.

There was a piece of white paper on the door with the words "Duty Room" written on it. The font was crooked. The fat man suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, as if the hand of the writer was not very good, or he had just learned to write and was not proficient.

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and gradually pressed the handle.

"Knock."

After a crisp sound, Jiang Cheng slowly pushed open the door of the security room.

With the light of the mobile phone, everyone saw that the layout inside the security room was very simple. There was a single bed next to the wall, a yellow table facing the observation window, and a rocking chair behind the table. The armrests were polished to a shine.

There were newspapers, tea cups and other sundries on the table. The only thing that could be called entertainment was an old-fashioned radio with a red plastic shell.

Everyone looked around and found a visitor registration book hung with a rope behind the door.

There was also a ballpoint pen on the registration book.

Time was tight, and everyone did not dare to delay. They signed their names on it one by one, then left the security room and walked towards the stairs.

But just as they closed the door of the security room, walked around the corner, and disappeared into the corridor, a "click" sound suddenly came from the originally silent security room.

It was like a switch somewhere was pressed.

Then the red light on the radio came on, and a moment later, a humming voice came out along the speaker of the radio.

The empty rocking chair also began to move automatically without wind, shaking back and forth, making a "creaking" sound.

It seemed that someone was sitting on it.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng and others had come to the second floor of the building, with corridors on both sides. According to Yuan Xiaoyi, they needed to find a registration book on each floor of the building, leave their names, and leave before 12:44 to solve the strange story.

But the medical school building has five floors in total. If they search one by one, there will definitely not be enough time.

Just as everyone was hesitating, a voice came. Wang Qi narrowed his eyes and stared at the depths of the corridor, "Since there is not enough time, we have to search separately." Although everyone knows the disadvantages of separation, coupled with the influence of horror movies for many years, more than half of the people in the movies died after being caught by ghosts after being separated. But there is no better way at the moment. It is better to die one person than to die all of them. After all, everyone has signed their names in the registration book. Jiang Cheng guessed that if the task cannot be completed within the specified time, the registration book will probably become their life and death book. Moreover, people have a fluke mentality, always thinking that with so many people, the person who should die will not be themselves. The people who were originally together must not want to separate. Jiang Cheng glanced at Wen Liangshan and whispered, "Be careful." Wen Liangshan's calves began to tremble when he heard this, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Jiang Cheng, "What do you mean, did you find something?" "My brother is proficient in Zhouyi. He helped you to tell a fortune before going out tonight." Jiang Cheng pointed at the fat man and said. Hearing this, the fat man immediately squinted his eyes, twisted his fingers with his left hand, put on a master's posture, and touched his thumb with other fingertips back and forth. After a few seconds, he suddenly looked at Wen Liangshan with a look that said you're done, wait for death, "Your forehead is black, and there is a big omen on your face."

"Don't scare me." Wen Liangshan was skeptical.

"Forget it if you don't believe it, just wait and see whether you die or not." Huai Yi also said indifferently.

With such a clumsy method, they successfully pulled Wen Liangshan into the group.

Just looking at this young man, the fat man Huai Yi felt much safer, and that feeling was like buying insurance.

Jiang Cheng's group of four went to the right, and the rest went to the left. In this order, they searched up layer by layer.

When they found the signature book, they asked one person to sign his name.

This is also what Yuan Xiaoyi said. Except for the security room at the entrance, which requires everyone to sign, other signature books only need someone to sign to prove that they have been there.

The corridor was dark and very quiet. Everyone unconsciously slowed down their steps, as if they were afraid of disturbing something sleeping there.

There were classrooms on both sides of the corridor, and the doors on both sides were closed. They didn't search one by one, which would be too stupid.

According to Yuan Xiaoyi, the room with the registration book must be special.

Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped and noticed that the door of the room closest to him was actually sealed with a yellow-brown seal.

He turned on the flashlight and shone it forward. This was the only room with a seal.

Wen Liangshan stared at the seal and swallowed unconsciously, "Why is this room sealed? Who put it there? Could it be the police?"

"Has there been a murder in there?"

Not wanting to bother with him, Jiang Cheng walked up and gently pushed the door, and it opened.

The seal seemed to have been there for a long time and was no longer strong. It fell to the ground with a slight touch.

Wen Liangshan looked inside curiously. It was not a classroom, but an office with several desks and a water dispenser in the corner.

"Go in." Jiang Cheng said to Wen Liangshan.

"Me?" Wen Liangshan's face was full of rejection.

Seeing this, Huai Yi sneered, his fists creaking, "You want to get something for free? You want to take advantage without paying?"

Finally, Wen Liangshan made up his mind and walked in.

After entering, everyone found that it was not big inside, but it was indeed a teacher's office.

There was a photo on the wall inside, showing a middle-aged man.

Below was a brief introduction of this person.

The name was vague, but the title was professor.

Fatty found another person's profile at another desk. He was also a professor. Judging from the layout, this was a double office, and the owners of the office were these two professors.

But the seal on the door clearly showed that something bad had happened here.