The whole empire is watching my live broadcast of Tomb Raiding [Interstellar]

story. "

Not long ago, there was a guest in the bar, a freelance photographer, who used his personal relationship to get a pass card and entered the valley completely enclosed by the quantum light wall.

He wanted to shoot the quiet and dead atmosphere in the uninhabited valley. He originally planned to stay there for a month, but he ran out in less than a week.

The boss said, took out a dozen photos and threw them on the bar.Du Leding picked up one by one and looked at it one by one, but he didn't see anything strange.

The shooting environment is inside a residential house. The first few photos are all dimly lit rooms, and the latter are all things in the same room.On the ground in the center of the room, there is a black box with a square of [-] centimeters. From the first picture to the last one, the shooting distance is getting closer and closer, and finally almost blocks the lens.

Du Leding was at a loss, not knowing where to focus his attention.Su Teng saw the clue at a glance, and pointed to a puppet in the corner of the room.

Charlie didn't understand either, so he asked, "What's wrong with this doll?"

"If it's the photographer who is constantly shortening the distance, then other things should be enlarged as well," Sutten said.

Du Leding and Charlie widened their eyes at the same time, and quickly looked at the photos again. Sure enough, as Su Teng said, on the surface it seemed that the photographer was getting closer to the black box every time he took a shot, but in fact, apart from the black box imaging getting more and more Large, there is no change in the reference object in the background.

"So," Du Le Ding said in amazement, "it's not the photographer approaching the casket, but the casket approaching him?"

The boss smiled and said, "Do you find it interesting now?"

The photographer lived in a private house at night and went to the valley to take pictures during the day.He left cameras in the rooms of several houses for automatic shooting, and wanted to record the interior of the houses under different light over time.

These photos were taken by one of the cameras. During the five days of shooting, the black box moved towards the lens every day, and in the end it was almost attached to the lens.

Charlie's back was chilly, and he wrapped his tail around his body to keep warm: "Could it be that there are other people in the valley deliberately playing pranks to scare the photographer?"

The boss poked Charlie's little head: "He also thought so at first."

In order to catch this prankster, the photographer pretended to go out to shoot in the morning, turned around and returned to the house to squat.He waited for a day, and no one showed up until the sun went down. He went to that room and saw that the black box had moved forward again.

He was naturally unwilling, and decided to stay in the room the next day and wait for the rabbit. So after dawn, he pretended to go into the mountain again, but ran back by taking a small path and hid in the closet of the room.

There was no movement outside the closet until past noon.The photographer sat quietly in the dark, his patience gradually fading, and he felt sleepy for a while.His head lit up and fell asleep several times.

I don't know what time it was in the afternoon, but just as he was drowsy and about to fall asleep, there was a slight sound from outside the closet door.

At that time, he was refreshed and hurriedly listened carefully.The sound seemed to be something rubbing against the floor, making him involuntarily think that it was the sound made by someone pushing the black box.

He secretly rejoiced, thinking that he had finally caught the culprit, and was about to open the door and jump out to shock him, when he heard another whisper.

The door of the closet is not very thick, even if you deliberately lower your voice, you should be able to hear a word or two.But he put his ear against the door and couldn't hear what the voice was saying.

After waiting for a while, he began to feel flustered, and the whispering sound was approaching the closet gradually.

Many people like to hide places like wardrobes and closets when they were young, playing hide-and-seek with themselves, or planning to scare passing adults suddenly.But if no one cares about it for a long time, the atmosphere surrounded by darkness and silence begins to make people feel uncomfortable.

Especially when the situations of the people hiding inside and the people outside are reversed, the "predator" becomes the "prey", there is nowhere to hide in the closed space, there is no way to escape, and the surrounding air suddenly becomes heavy and suffocated.

He thought he had been discovered, and couldn't help but feel his heart beating like thunder. He subconsciously grabbed the hanger beside him, intending to rush out before the other party opened the closet, so that the other party would be caught off guard.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door of the closet, but the content was still unclear, just like a radio that couldn't find a signal.Cold sweat began to break out on the photographer's forehead, he clenched the hanger in his hand, mustered up his courage, and slammed open the door of the closet——

"brush"!With a bang, the door of the carriage was pulled open at this moment. When Charlie heard the nervousness, all the hair on his body exploded, and he hugged Su Teng tightly.

A pale man looked a little shy in front of everyone, and murmured to the boss: "Well, the train seems to have stopped for a long time, what happened?"

Du Leding took a closer look and found that this person was the "underpants man" from before, so he said, "Isn't it normal to stop at the station?"

Before the man in underwear could answer, the boss said, "There should be no site at this time."

She's been running a bar in her car for years and already knows exactly when to park.There was no movement during the suspension train running, and it was very stable. In addition, she had been telling stories, so she didn't notice when it stopped.Now after being reminded by the man in underwear, I feel something is wrong.

Everyone looked out the window, the car windows were so reflective that they couldn't see anything clearly.

The boss tried to contact the conductor, but there was always a busy tone on the phone.Du Leding said: "Boss, can you turn off the light?"

As he spoke, he walked to the window, intending to take a look at the outside environment.

The boss turned off the lights in the car as he said, and the car was pitch black, but it was even darker outside the car window, and Du Leding thought he was blind for the first time.This is by no means a normal night, as if the train stopped in an endless black hole.

He turned his head and was about to ask the boss to turn on the light, when a man rushed over in the darkness and threw him to the ground.Before he could react, there was a sudden explosion beside him, and sharp fragments fell one after another—the window he just approached was shattered from the outside, and something was blown by the bone-piercing wind, rustling Came in through the window.