Paranormal Case
Su Yingzhen was shocked to see that Baixue's grandfather was also standing at the elevator entrance, looking at her with infinite sorrow and pleading in his eyes.
Su Yingzhen also stared at him, tense and holding her breath until the elevator doors closed completely, until Grandpa disappeared from her line of sight. Only then did she let out a sigh. But her heart continued to sink with the elevator, sinking deeper and deeper, unable to reach the bottom, as if it was going to sink into an unknown world...
She pressed the "1" key.
The elevator was extremely quiet, with only Su Yingzhen standing alone inside. This made her feel uncomfortable and she didn't like the feeling of being abandoned. However, it was strange that at this time, there were usually many people taking the elevator, but today it was empty. Moreover, usually from the 18th floor to the 1st floor, the elevator would stop frequently with people getting on and off, but today, why did the elevator not stop once?
She involuntarily looked at the floor display, and immediately, as if struck by lightning, her pores tightened, dark clouds gathered on her face, and her heart also contracted in an instant. The floor display was constantly changing - 1, -2, -3...
But this floor is actually the lowest level - B1, which is a parking lot.
She hastily rushed to the elevator button and frantically pressed 18. But she found that all this was in vain, the elevator continued to sink rapidly, -10, -11, -12...., as if it had fallen into a bottomless pit. Su Ying's chest felt icy cold, and she didn't know where the elevator would take her.
The elevator came to a stop with a crisp "ding-dong" sound, the floor display reading -18. Su Yingzhen stared at the eerie, eye-searing red number, her heart racing wildly. The words "eighteen floors of hell" flashed through her mind. A chill rose up from the soles of her feet, and she gazed fixedly at the elevator doors, her eyes seemingly frozen in place. She didn't dare open the door, afraid that as soon as she did, she would see a terrifying world.
Time slips away in fear, heartbeat like a drumbeat, pounding against the chest with force, as if wanting to break free from inside.
Su Yingzhen walked cautiously towards the door, her ears perked up and listening intently. Just as she was fully focused, something flew past in front of her eyes, and before she could make out what it was, footsteps sounded outside the door, "Thud, thud, thud", steady and mechanical, monotonous and unrelenting, repeating the same action over and over again, mercilessly pounding against her already frayed nerves.
Su Ying's blood rushed up, and she suddenly felt very oppressed, an abnormal oppression that made her unable to breathe. She slowly retreated backwards, until there was no way to retreat, her back tightly pressed against the cold elevator wall. Her two hands were clenched into small fists, her whole body tense, fearfully waiting for that shocking moment.
The footsteps stopped, but after a few seconds, the elevator door slowly opened, and outside stood a young woman. When she saw Su Yingzhen, it was as if she had seen a ghost, her body shook slightly, and she stared at her in terror.
Su Yingzhen didn't have time to care about the woman's strange gaze, and hastily looked outside. It was indeed a parking lot, but she couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. Her mind was foggy, and she asked the woman, "Excuse me, where is this?"
The young woman stared at her face, her eyes flickering uncertainly, as if avoiding something. Upon hearing this question, she seemed to wake up from deep thought: "Minus one floor, the parking lot of this building." Even when speaking, her eyes never left Su Yingru's face, filled with suspicion.
Su Yingzhen originally wanted to ask her why the elevator would show that it was stopped at -18, but instead found a conspicuous number on the display light, -1.
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She was shocked and her mouth fell open. What's wrong with today? Is there something wrong with her nerves?
"Are you... going down or up?" The young woman asked cautiously, as if she was very afraid of her.
Su Yingzhen walked out of the elevator, feeling two gazes following her from behind. She turned around to see a young woman still watching her until the elevator doors closed completely, without shifting her gaze, as if trying to see through the thick elevator door and get a clear view of her.
Su Yingzhen was somewhat perplexed, wondering what had attracted her, was it the dirt on her face? She took out her phone from her bag and used the screen as a mirror to take a look. Her face, which had just recovered its normal color, suddenly lost all its blood, turning deathly pale. Startled, she flung the phone far away, and her heart began to beat violently. In a flurry, she rummaged through her bag for tissues and frantically wiped her face, as if trying to scrub off that layer of skin.
Just now, she saw a bloody palm print on her face in the mirror, an open bloody palm print, like a flying butterfly, making people fearful.
The paper towel was gradually stained, a bright red piece, as if by some kind of ghostly intervention, Su Yingzhen's hands trembled as she unfolded the paper towel, on which there was a large blood butterfly with two blood-red eyes staring at her mockingly. Su Yingzhen hastily crumpled up the paper towel and threw it to the ground, but it was like her hand had static electricity and couldn't shake it off. She stepped on the paper towel with her foot, and only then did it leave her hand. The paper towel slowly unfolded by itself, and a huge blood butterfly on the ground stared at her eerily.
Su Yingzhen felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to stand still, her whole body trembling violently like autumn leaves in a fierce gust of wind. She tensely inserted her hands into her hair, gazing at the terrifying scene with fear, silently backing away step by step, as if afraid of startling that blood butterfly. Only after retreating over ten meters did she turn around and run wildly towards the exit. Behind her, faint music drifted through the air, like a lament, Su Yingzhen's mind was a complete blank at this moment, with only one thought: escape from here, hurry up and escape!
The quiet parking lot had no one, the small cars were coldly parked in their designated positions, just like the dead people lying in their designated positions in the morgue. The terrible silence made people's hair stand on end.
Su Yingzhen heard her own footsteps, hurried and urgent, filled with endless terror, echoing desolately in the empty parking lot.
Fear came like an endless tide, engulfing her deeply...
A hissing sound came from the top, Su Yingzhen's face turned pale and she lifted her head, all the fluorescent lights flickered together, flashing on and off, struggling for a while, and suddenly went out. Darkness instantly occupied the entire parking lot.
A gust of wind came from somewhere, cold and chilly, blowing Su Yingzhen's beautiful hair, more like a cold hand caressing her face as beautiful as a dark orchid.
Su Yingzhen shivered violently and broke out in a cold sweat, her face as white as paper, without saying a word, she fled in disarray.
Not far away was a bright light, which was the exit of the underground parking lot. At this moment, for Su Yingzhen, it was a passage to escape from death, her hope, and she ran desperately towards the light...
The day after tomorrow, this book will be strongly promoted. The first two days have already been notified on QQ, but because I don't use QQ, it's hard to contact me, and another message was sent to the author's mailbox. Starting point is really responsible...I'm very grateful for everything they've done for me, work hard, Ye Ye.
I hope you can all show up at 2 pm on Sunday and thank you all for not leaving me behind for so many days, I'm really bad at talking, thanks!
