Here Lies The Wicked

Pan Miaoxin is a domestic tourist staying in this war zone city.

Her body was trembling, hiding in a room on the second floor of the hotel opposite the hotel.

She heard a screaming noise coming from the hotel across the street!

She knows very well,

Another man died in that horror hotel by mistake.

She wants to escape this desperate city!

But this is a war zone, fighting all over the day, explosions and gunshots all over the place... and all those horrible things wandering around in the night... she's grieving, she's scared, but she doesn't dare to wander around!

She lives in fear every day, thinking about her home every day and thinking about her hometown...

I miss my parents, my water heater, my big warm bed...

I miss going out in the country every morning to buy fresh, favorite red bean porridge;

Just work with peace of mind every day, share food with colleagues, and share youth TV dramas;

After work at night, you can still get together with your colleagues without worries...

Her life was only 24 years old, the season was only halfway through, she still had many dreams and life goals yet to be achieved, and she had secretly wiped tears more than once and twice in the countryside.

Fine!

It's almost over.

Just hold on one more night, and as long as they, the tour group, make every effort to survive this evening, the evacuees will soon come to rescue this group of lingering tourists.

Live!

Bite your teeth and try to survive tonight!

This is a standard four-room room, apart from four beds, only the front door smells strange and bathrooms are poorly bathed.

Pan Miaoxin's mobile phone screen lit up, barely illuminated the surrounding circle, around her she was expressing fright, despair surrounded by people, all from the same tourist group.

There are more than a dozen people.

This includes a tour guide and a driver.

Guided tours and drivers are middle-aged men in their 30s and 40s.

The group did not make a sound and the room was quiet, they only typed and communicated on their cell phones.

[Text]: Someone broke into the other hotel by mistake, and they must not be able to come out alive, just like the people in front.

Then one person passes the cell phone silently for viewing, and finally passes it back to the original owner.

[Text]: Will the state really send someone to save us?

Let's take another look around.

[Text]: Absolutely. First of all, we don't give up hope.

[Text]: If I knew, I wouldn't have come out! It's so safe in the country. I miss my wife and kids.

[Text]: As long as we keep quiet and keep quiet, we try to survive tonight, the rescue team will definitely take us home!

[Text]: It's so dangerous here. I hope the rescuers are safe.

[Text]: Cell phones are running out of power, saving people some use, we can only rely on each other's phones at night

[Text]: Okay.

[Text]: Mmm.

[Text]: Whose power bank is left after charging during the day? I have less than 30 percent left on my phone. Let me charge it.

Just as a few people were mute typing... suddenly, ticking!

In the original silent darkness, suddenly a strange noise of water beads dropped. In the invisible darkness of death, it was like a pointy needle pierced the eardrum, and someone stood up scared to scream.

But luckily someone reacted quickly, covering his mouth.

At this moment, everyone is full of fear, scared, they are cold, they rush out their phones, they dare not turn on the flashlight of a strong light source, they can only use the faint light on the screen of the phone to panic around the lighting.

In the narrow darkness, relying on the mobile phone screen illumination is really limited, everyone is nervous, the heart is about to jump to the voice eye... tick, another drop of water falls in the invisible darkness.

The sound of water is very regular and starts to drip every two or three seconds.

Everyone was sweating cold, they were scared as if they were bowbirds. Faced with the strange sound of water in the dark, their hearts beat quickly, like drumming, their faces instantly turned pale.

[Text]: Could it be coming from the smelly bathroom at the door?

[Text]: The faucets in the bathroom have been tightened and should be… not leaking water from the faucets, right?

Pan Miaoxin was the first of a dozen people in the tour group to calm down. She gently touched the screen with her fingertips carefully, typing out a piece of text: Does the water sound like it's coming from the next room?

A brief silence.

Three or four people immediately typed in panic at the same time.

Is there someone next door?

Is there anyone else in the hotel?

(There's someone else in the next room?

(Are you sure you heard correctly? I'd rather you said yes!!

The sound of water was still ticking and ticking. Pan Miaoxin held his breath and listened carefully for a moment. This time he was sure to type: I am sure! The water is coming from the bathroom next door!

Seems to verify Pan Miaoxin's words, the next room suddenly emitted an angry roar, and there were some strange tones of incomprehensibility, the sound was very low and very low. It also seemed to be deliberately keeping quiet, like Pan Miaoxin's, the guide was very pale, picked up his phone and shook up a word: it was the locals, as if the faucet had suddenly broken and the water had been dripping off.

[Text]: Thirsty, get up and get the water?

[Text]: Possible

[Text]: Guys, let's not talk about this. I suddenly feel cold. Do you think we're in his next room?

At this point, there was a cracking sound in the mirror, but not a smashing sound that fell apart.

The sound came from the bathroom next door.

One second... two seconds... three seconds... after the mirror cracked, the next door suddenly fell into silence, the water disappeared, the angry sound of the man's deliberate depression disappeared, and the sound of the mirror cracking disappeared, and everything went into silence.

All voices disappear right next door.

Pan Miaoxin stopped breathing. At this time, no one dared to make a sound. They were all frightened with hair and raised their ears to hear the next door move.

Tap, tap...

Just next door to one wall, there was a man walking footsteps, and the footsteps kept roaming back and forth in the next room.

I'll walk to the room.

I'll walk to the bathroom at the door.

He walked to the wall of the room again and stood still...

The position of the wall, exactly where the bed was placed against the wall, the man's footsteps stood by the bed for a while before moving again.

Squeaks, door opens, footsteps out of the room… walks back and forth in the hallway.

Click-click, slightly shivering sound with door handle, abnormally stinging in the open corridor...

The man with the footsteps is trying to open the doors of the other rooms.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

Getting closer,

Everyone in the tour group is in shock!