Terror 602

Chapter 2

After thinking for a few seconds, Su Yang dialed Zhu Su's phone again with some trepidation, his heart pounding: Will she be in trouble? The ringing continued for a long time, but no one answered. Su Yang became more and more anxious, and sent a message with trembling hands: "Are you okay? Did something happen?"

About two minutes later, the phone alert sounded, and a reply message appeared: "It's okay, just teasing you."

Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "You really scared me to death, don't play this kind of game, tell me where you are now?"

"I'm at the corner in front of your apartment building." The other party sent a message.

Although Su Yang didn't like this game of hide-and-seek, he had no choice but to walk quickly to the corner of the apartment.

However, when he came to the corner, all he saw was darkness, and an old house stood next to it, empty, without even a shadow. Su Yang was furious: "Stop playing, come out, or I'll leave."

"I'm just around the corner, you really didn't see me?" the text message replied.

Su Yang was so angry that he almost lost his temper: "There's nothing here, don't tell me you're in that house?"

"You guessed it, I'm in the first room on the second floor, come up quickly."

Su Yang was so angry that his lungs almost exploded, he was almost sure that he was deceived. The so-called Zhu Su, the so-called room 602, all of this was a scam. He secretly regretted it, thinking that he was so stupid that he ran out in the middle of the night just to meet an online friend.

A cool breeze passed by, and Su Yang couldn't help shivering. The weather in October was already a bit chilly. However, along with the sound of the wind, there was an echo of a Nokia mobile phone text message ringtone! This sound was coming from the second floor of the house!

The chill in Su Yang's heart instantly penetrated his whole body, she wouldn't really be on the second floor, right? He quickly stepped back and stood under the street light. With the help of the light, his mood calmed down a little. He suppressed his fear and sent a text message: "Are you really in that house?"

After sending the text message, Su Yang pricked up his ears and listened carefully. Sure enough, the Nokia text message ringtone came from the second floor again, which made him feel scared.

This is simply too bizarre. How could she appear in that house? Su Yang recalled everything tonight, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He held back the panic in his heart and stood under the street light for a few minutes, but still no reply. He finally sent a message: "Since you don't want to come out, let's not meet here." After sending it, he ignored the ringtone on the second floor and turned around and hurried to the apartment.

However, just after walking a few steps, Su Yang always felt that there were eyes staring at him from behind, as if a gaze was coming from the second floor of the house. He couldn't help it anymore and ran wildly until he returned to the door of the apartment, and then slowed down a little.

The security guard of the apartment looked at him curiously, but Su Yang had no time to pay attention. He ran straight back home, poured a large glass of water, and drank it in a big gulp. His heartbeat gradually calmed down.

Looking at the familiar room layout, Su Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's really useless to scare yourself like this for such a small thing."

Just then, the text message alert sounded again. Su Yang picked up the phone and saw that it was still Zhu Su's message: "Why don't you come to pick me up?"

Su Yang was immediately furious: "Miss, there should be a limit to the noise. Don't stand me up and blame me for not picking you up!" He was about to reply with a complaint, but suddenly stopped. Maybe she really came? He thought about it and re-edited the words: "I've gone out, but I didn't see you. If you really come, come up by yourself. I live in Building A 604."

After the text message was sent, Su Yang lay on the bed, staring at the screen of the mobile phone, waiting for her reply. However, after a long time, the mobile phone was still lying there quietly. Su Yang gradually fell asleep in the long wait.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly a text message ring broke the silence. Su Yang woke up and quickly grabbed his phone to see the message: "I'm outside your door."

Su Yang got up from the bed suddenly, wearing shorts and slippers, and opened the door. However, there was no one outside the door, only a gust of cold wind passed through the hall, blowing him shivering. Just as he was about to curse, he heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the elevator.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a thin man wearing a black long-sleeved shirt, black pants, and black leather shoes, holding a black travel bag in his hand, walking towards him. The two met in the corridor, and Su Yang was stunned for a moment. The man exuded a gloomy aura and a cold look, which made people shudder. Su Yang felt uneasy.

"Who are you looking for?" Su Yang couldn't help asking.

"Is this 704, Building A? I just moved in." The man responded expressionlessly.

"This is 604, 704 is one floor up. There is a staircase next to it, you can go up there." Su Yang reluctantly pointed in the direction of the staircase politely.

The man nodded, carrying his travel bag, and slowly walked past Su Yang. Su Yang frowned. The man exuded an indescribable strange smell, like a rotten smell.

Su Yang closed the door, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was a bit strange. He picked up his phone and looked at the time of the last message, which was 12:50, and it was almost 3 a.m. at this moment. This text message was delayed for more than two hours! He recalled the strange man just now and the strange rotten smell, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Moving at three in the morning is really strange." Su Yang shook his head and sighed: "Never mind, just treat it as a dream." He lay back on the bed, no longer thinking about it, closed his eyes, and tried to let himself fall asleep.