Terror 602

Chapter 8

In Shangling Apartment, Su Yang took a shower and sat in the room, but his heart could not calm down. He repeatedly recalled the process of meeting Zhu Su last night, the text messages sent and received in the early morning, and the strange things that happened in Room 602 today. The more he thought about it, the more incredible it felt, and his whole body was cold. The cold attic, the house on the second floor, the strange noises at the door, the flies, the head in the toilet, the sound of killing on TV... This series of events made him feel creepy. He slammed the door and ran straight to the elevator.

The moment he entered the elevator, he vaguely heard a few snickers behind him. In an instant, Su Yang's blood seemed to be frozen. He hurriedly pressed the close button and stared at the floor number of the elevator intently. He was terrified, fearing that a head with a bloody face would suddenly fall from the top of the elevator, or a hand would appear in the elevator and pat his shoulder. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and he almost screamed for the scene he imagined. He clung to the corner of the elevator, sweating all over, eagerly hoping that the elevator could reach the first floor as soon as possible. But the elevator stopped on the third floor, the door slowly opened, and there was no one outside!

Su Yang almost fainted, he rushed forward and desperately pressed the close button. The elevator door slowly closed, but when it was about to close, it opened automatically again. A dark shadow floated outside the door, and Su Yang couldn't help shouting and collapsed to the ground.

"Are you crazy? What are you yelling? You almost scared me to death!" A middle-aged woman's roar came to his ears.

Su Yang looked up and saw a plump middle-aged woman who was rubbing her chest and glaring at him.

He really wanted to yell: "You scared me to death." But thinking that he was in the wrong, he had to get up from the ground in a mess, pretending to be calm and smiling at her "hehe", "I thought it was a friend on the third floor, I wanted to scare him, sorry..."

"You are really sick." The middle-aged woman was still angry.

Su Yang's anger gradually subsided, and he suddenly wanted to take revenge on her. When the elevator reached the first floor, he pretended to be mysterious and patted her on the shoulder, "Old ghost, we're on the first floor."

"Who are you talking to?" The middle-aged woman turned her head and her face turned purple in an instant.

Su Yang couldn't help but smile, "My friend, didn't you see him? He was always behind you."

The middle-aged woman screamed "Oh my god" in fear and rushed out of the elevator like a 100-meter sprint.

Su Yang staggered out of the elevator, looking at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, and his mood suddenly became much brighter. The ghosts in the world are all imagined by people, scaring themselves. "Then what else do I have to be afraid of? Maybe the ghosts are afraid of me?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Let's go fill our stomachs first." He whistled briskly. But when he passed the houses at the corner of the apartment, this comfortable mood was suddenly broken. To give himself courage, he told himself that if there was no ghost in his heart, then there would be no ghost, so he deliberately looked up and took a few more glances at the second floor. The afternoon sun refracted a faint light through the window of the murder room, as if whispering the bloody story of yesterday. He secretly warned himself that there were no ghosts under the sun, but his mood was still low.

In any case, thinking of a woman who died tragically in Room 602 last night, and he was standing downstairs shortly after the incident, listening to the text message ringtone from the deceased's mobile phone, and even received a text message from her mobile phone, he couldn't help but feel weak in his heart, and cold sweat came again. He forced himself to dispel this emotion, walked into a snack bar, barely finished a plate of fried rice, and then came to Shangshe Park. He had never been so eager for a hug as he was now, and he was more and more afraid of being alone. "Maybe I should find a girlfriend." He thought silently.

As night fell, the park became dark, as if it was a huge net that could wrap people up at any time, leaving them nowhere to escape. Su Yang walked out of the park tiredly, ate a quick meal at a small restaurant outside the apartment, and picked up two DVDs and two old books. Seeing the pointer pointing to 11 o'clock, he dragged his heavy feet back helplessly. At this moment, he had never been so eager to have a home, but he had never been so resistant to returning to a home alone.

While waiting for the elevator at the elevator entrance, Su Yang heard heavy footsteps and breathing behind him. He turned his head and found that it was the middle-aged woman who was scared by him at noon, with anger on her face. "Young man, don't pretend to be ghosts to scare people in the future!"

Su Yang smiled faintly, and a hint of mischief came to his mind again. The elevator stopped at the first floor, the door opened, but there was no one inside. The middle-aged woman walked into the elevator, but Su Yang stood at the door and said with a smile: "It's so late, there are really many people squeezing the elevator. Forget it, I'd better wait for the next one."

She screamed in the elevator, and then slowly rose. Su Yang couldn't help laughing, and all the tension dissipated instantly. Another elevator came down, he walked in and pressed the seventh floor. Looking at the flashing floor indicators, the joy in his heart gradually cooled. He vaguely regretted not taking the elevator with the middle-aged woman, at least he had a companion. Standing alone in the empty elevator, thinking about the joke just now, goose bumps involuntarily climbed up his back. He seemed to feel that there were really transparent people standing next to him, each breathing at his face and neck, with their bony fingers wrapped around his eyeballs and Adam's apple, grinning and grinding their teeth. Su Yang covered his face with his hands, his whole body trembling, the fear in his heart suppressed to the point that he could hardly breathe. He realized that he was so fragile that he was afraid of enemies everywhere, and could only repeat Lao Chen's words over and over again in his heart: "There are no ghosts in this world, don't scare yourself."