Chapter 1: Elevator

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Under the neon lights, the bustling city, which should be full of traffic, is still.

Cars stopped on the road, not congested, they were scattered on viaducts and auxiliary roads. The dark night sky, a bleak moon silently illuminating the quiet streets, the city seems to suddenly become a picture, no change, no life.

Where have all the people gone?

Jian Hua felt the muscles in his cheeks twitching, the gum was still in his mouth, and he hadn't chewed it for long, but he couldn't taste it anymore, and the huge sense of absurdity almost swallowed his whole body.

"What's the matter, there's no signal, I can't even connect to the Internet...... Yes? "

The little couple who stepped out of the mall was also frightened in the same way. Their eyes widened in horror, they looked at the road in the distance, their bodies trembled involuntarily, they snuggled up to each other in a hurry, and stammered:

"What's the matter, people?"

"It's a prank, let's shoot a spoof variety show!"

The man barely calmed down and shouted, "It's so boring, it's late at night!" "

The woman hurriedly pulled him and complained: "Pay attention to what you say, maybe it's a live broadcast!" It's a good thing to be on TV, what do you care about? "

I haven't heard that there is a big program group recently, and a few roads near the business district have to be blocked, even if there is, the guests on the show are also big names, which onion is the passerby?

Jian Hua took a step back, ran back into the mall, rushed back to the elevator door and pressed the indicator light on the top floor, the moment the elevator door closed, he heard his heartbeat, very fast, and the sound of heavy breathing.

"Ding, on the sixth floor, welcome to Huanyu Cinema." The warm yellow light shone on Jian Hua, which was brighter and warmer than the first floor of the shopping mall, but the biting chill spread like a tide in Jian Hua's heart.

The poster and stand are crooked on the ground, the staff who replaced it are nowhere to be seen, the fans who want to get the posters are gone, and the sweet smell of popcorn is still in the ticket hall of the studio, but the conductor lying on the counter playing with his mobile phone is like it never existed.

Jian Hua pinched his pocket for a long time and didn't find a cigarette, his anxiety made him frown deeply, and he vaguely heard the sound of two female students and the couple shouting in a hurry downstairs.

"Anyone? Is there anyone here? "

Jian Hua's foot on the edge of the poster paused, slowly moved away, and looked down at the young general on the poster.

The title "Crow" is sharp, and it seems to be able to poke the audience's eyeballs, the general has a resolute expression, and his armor is broken, like a poplar standing on the desert. There is also a line of conspicuous words on the poster: actor Li Fei starring.

Jian Hua didn't pick up this poster, he threw the gum into the trash, stepped into the elevator again, and looked at the scrolling electronic screen of the eye studio, the current time is 22:44.

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When the other four people in the elevator walked around the sixth floor of the mall in vain and shouted, Jian Hua had already left the studio.

He picked up the car in the parking lot, calmly started the car and drove out of the mall, galloping through the quiet city. The speed gradually climbed, and the cars stopped on the road one after another, and there was no one in all of them.

Cold sweat broke out from the palms of his hands and stuck to the steering wheel cover.

Jian Hua's heart sank, he turned the radio in the car, all the channels were the sound of electricity, and the most terrifying thing was that the time displayed by the on-board system had stopped at 22:44 without change.

He took out the mobile phone in his pocket and dialed the calls one by one according to the address book, but the call could not be made successfully.

Pressing on the brakes heavily, the screeching sound, the tires left an obvious mark on the ground, Jian Hua leaned heavily on the seat, threw the mobile phone in the box in the front glass of the car, supported his forehead with his right hand, and held back the anxiety in his heart.

What a hell of a thing!

I've heard of ghosts hitting walls, but I've never heard of people disappearing into an elevator when you enter an elevator

Jian Hua ruffled her hair, restarted the car, and drove home smoothly.

The door of the community is the switch he pressed when he got out of the car to convey the room, he left the car downstairs, usually the next door is still watching TV at this time, and the neighbor's dog will bark a few times when he goes upstairs, and now there is no movement at all.

Jian Hua didn't change his coat, he fell down on the sofa in the living room, fumbled for the remote control and turned on the TV.

There are pictures, but the pictures of each station are static.

The host who broadcasts the evening news, the characters of the family ethics drama, the freeze-frame advertisements, and the switching of channels one by one are like watching a slideshow. It turns out that ordinary things can be so terrifying when they are all still.

Jian Hua resisted the urge to throw the remote control, if this was a nightmare, it would be too real.

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The author has something to say: new article, thank you for your support ~\(≧▽≦)~

I know that this beginning is a strange painting style, but this is the beginning, it is a different self [roll]

PS: It's not a horror article, and it's actually not an entertainment article

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