Here Lies The Wicked

At the same time, in the other direction of the hospital.

This is a dual-use building.

There was an untouched ticking sound from the faucet, and there was an old exhaust fan whirring noise... This was a men's toilet, Sun Shiliang was carrying a cigarette and playing with his phone smelly.

Sun Shiliang is an employee of a company in the building.

However, Sun Shiliang is lazy. He always runs to the toilet during work hours. One squat is half an hour. It takes at least four or five times a day.

He worked eight hours a day, almost two or three hours either in the toilet or on his way to the toilet.

Such a person lives too selfishly, has a normal relationship with a colleague, and is certainly not liked by a supervisor, and should have been expelled from senior positions long ago.

But Sun Shiliang has been looking for excuses to say that his intestinal digestion is poor. In fact, his intestinal digestion is healthier than that of normal people. The company's senior management cannot find suitable reasons to dismiss employees, because there is a kind of labor law in the world.

Sun Shiliang hummed a little yellow tone and played with his cell phone. He even got some self-esteem from his current job. After smoking a cigarette, he watched Miss Hui live broadcast again. So you can never imagine what the person watching live broadcast is doing. Sun Shiliang was only ready to get up.

He subconsciously touched the direction of the scroll paper behind him. As a result, he felt an emptiness. Sun Shiliang felt strange. He turned his head somewhat confused. As a result, this look was creepy.

The scroll paper behind him disappeared, and it turned to reach out a hand from the position of the wall where the scroll paper was located, and I saw that this hand was just like him, like him, and I was turning around to touch what was behind me, but I couldn't touch it.

However, Sun Shiliang's stunned kung fu, the hand stretched out from the wall, has grabbed Sun Shiliang's hand, felt warm, the palms of the hands and the rough texture of the skin stripes, is like the hands of a living person.

“Ghosts!” Sun Shiliang fell to the ground in a panic of incontinence.

“Help! Help!”

Sun Shiliang didn't even pull up his pants. He sat paralyzed on the floor and kept tapping the partition door, crying and shouting. His eyes were full of terror and despair.

And the hand, which looked like a living man, was frightened and retracted behind the wall. The walls have returned to normal, and the missing reel paper appears again.

Soon, there was a colleague who heard movement and ran into the men's room to save lives.

When the people outside kicked the door open, Sun Shiliang cried out: “There's a ghost! There's a ghost in the toilet. ”

The colleagues subconsciously avoided a filthy and stinking Sun Shiliang, and looked in the direction of Sun Shiliang's fingers, but saw nothing, a very normal wall, nothing unusual.

Sun Shiliang also found the scene in front of him, but instead of relaxing, he was made more pale by this strange scene.

“I'm not lying to you. Please listen to me. I saw a man stick out of the wall! ”

“I'm really fucked! ”

Speaking incessantly, Sun Shiliang, full of yellow filth, is insane as a mental patient, the more desperate he is to explain, the further away the colleague is from him.

Everyone considered Sun Shiliang to have had some kind of psychotic episode.

When the next day, Sun Shiliang went to work in the future.

……

Just as Sun Shiliang grabbed one hand from the wall, something similar happened elsewhere.

This is a rental apartment.

There was water, footsteps, and broken glass... Zhang Rongrong looked at the hot cup that had been accidentally smashed to the ground by himself and beckoned.

But she didn't have time to clean up. She was working with a colleague, and it was almost evening shift time.

Zhang Rongrong is a cashier. It's her night shift today. Apparently, she's overslept and is in a hurry to clean up.

Zhang Rongrong was only in her early twenties this year, so she was very concerned about her appearance and had to carefully wear makeup every time she went out. Sleeping over, Zhang Rongrong did not have time to clean the glass slag on the floor and had to wait until after work, as she had rushed into the bathroom in front of the makeup mirror to prepare her makeup.

Moisturizing cream, foundation, concealer, eye makeup, lip makeup… Zhang Rongrong's movements were very familiar and finally put on his glasses.

Zhang Rongrong removed his glasses from the box carefully, his fingertips gently attached to his glasses. Zhang Rongrong quickly wore his left eye and was about to wear his right eye. When he saw that his glasses were about to be affixed to his eyeballs, he flashed!

Sticking to the fingertips of the glasses, the glasses together with the fingers, unhindered, the whole thing poked into the eyeball, as if into the surface of the pitch black lake underwater, ah, Zhang Rongrong subconscious scream, fingers and glasses have been pulled out of the right eye again.

“I... I...”

Zhang Rongrong looked at herself in the mirror, her heart beating quickly, like drumming, her face still stood scared and white without blood.

She thought she was hallucinating or mistaken, hard on her scalp, bold, and carefully touched her eyes again in the face of a makeup mirror, which turned out to be normal this time, and her fingertips would sting and irritate the tears.

To be sure again and again, she touched other parts, all normal.

Was that a hallucination?

I've been working late at night lately, causing mental breakdowns and hallucinations?

Or is it a nightmare?

I haven't woken up from a nightmare?

This nightmare is too real and frightening. Zhang Rongrong would rather believe it was a nightmare because it will wake up eventually.

Knock, knock!

Suddenly, without a sign… the makeup mirror in front began to crack in inches like a fine crack in the web, as if it had been cut past by some kind of sharp instrument. And that's when, in the shattered mirror, a woman's face appeared.

The woman's face is facing the makeup mirror, carefully makeup, wearing glasses... the woman's face is indeed Zhang Rongrong! Heran is the lens playback of Zhang Rongrong's makeup scene a few minutes ago!

The scene a few minutes ago appeared strangely in a shattered mirror a few minutes later, and it was like a chaos in time and space, and the time order had been disrupted.

“Ah!”

A high-score bell screamed, Zhang Rongrong ran out of the bathroom, and as a result, Zhang Rongrong's body suddenly stepped on the sky. Below her waist fell under the floor. As before, her fingertips poked into her eyes, her body seemed to fall under the lake and her body was devoured by the floor.

Zhang Rongrong tried to struggle and shouted despair in her mouth. She reached out and tried to climb out of the floor that devoured her body, just as the fallen wanted to disembark.

She panicked and grabbed the glass debris on the floor with both hands, instantly her hands were pierced by the glass debris and bled.

Zhang Rongrong struggled,

Caught long blood marks on the floor,

But her body still sinks rapidly, without her chest, without her neck, without her whole head, the cry for help has disappeared... and when she sees her hands sink into the floor, the power of the mysterious swallow suddenly disappears, bang, bang!

There are only two female arms left with a flat cut surface, all falling on the floor, crawling like a living creature on the floor, full of blood.