Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

The mirror, just so silently recorded.

When you change into all kinds of bright clothes in front of the mirror, when you type the keyboard next to the vanity mirror or glass bookcase, when you slide your phone under the light of the window at night, these "mirrors" are silently watching you .

This feeling, as if there is a "person" in the mirror that looks like your reflection, but there may be another existence imitating your every move.

Sometimes you type faster, maybe when you turn your head, you will find that the "person" in the mirror can't keep up with your speed, but still shows the same silly smile as you.

Sometimes you turn over on the bed with your mobile phone, but you may see yourself on the window glass with your back facing you from the corner of your eye.

The mirror, from the moment it appeared in the world, has carried all kinds of mysterious rumors, one of which is that it can record what the mirror once reflected.

The mirror in the lobby of the villa should exist as a grooming mirror. I don't know how long it has been there, and I don't know where it is placed on weekdays.But in this nightmare world, this mirror seems to have replaced the old man with memory loss, faithfully recording what happened over the years.

Or happy, or lost, or sad, or ugliness that cannot be seen...

Su Zimo stood directly in front of the mirror, but his figure did not appear in the mirror. There were only countless pictures passing by like a hundred times fast forward. Even the old man in a wheelchair did not know when he would appear in Su Zimo's eyes. Mo was side by side, quietly looking at the mirror in front of him with a pair of black holes just like him.

The screen stopped again.

There are many messy things piled up in the hall. Three maids are sitting there holding a mirror, exchanging their makeup experience with a certain big-name cosmetics. The family doctor was counting the funds they just got back from the master's house for this month. There was only one servant in comfortable casual clothes, who soaked two compressed biscuits with water and walked upstairs with a bowl in his hands casually. go.

[The old man is so quiet today. ] The butler muttered while counting the money, [Actually, we have already sealed the entrance to the second floor, so there is no need to work so hard to deliver food every day, just you kid who is messing around every day. ]

[Anyway, I will take the bowl back from the small hole at night, it doesn’t matter whether I eat it or not. ] The servant paused, [There are a lot of metal cans in the food you prepared for him, he couldn't eat it at all. ]

[Did he not eat the porridge you prepared? ] The doctor rolled his eyes, [It doesn't matter, the old man seems to have given up too. There is always a bang bang bang upstairs on weekdays, but today there is no movement at all. ]

The picture in the mirror began to fast-forward again, but this time Su Zimo found that the fast-forward speed of the picture was slower, and he could even see clearly what these people were doing around the dining table every day. They were as leisurely as the owners of the villa. When going out, he will wear the uniform of the servant carefully, but when he returns to the villa, he will try on all kinds of bright and beautiful clothes.

They caroused and got drunk all night in the lobby, and just slept on the dining table until noon the next day.

They used the money they withheld to build paper towers, and their paper towers could last longer.

They surround the two ledgers every day, thinking about how to make the ledgers more perfect.

At night, they often bring the quilts to the living room, and lie down on and around the dining table. It seems that behind the bustle and bustle, there is still deep anxiety and fear, which will only slowly appear in the dead of night. come out.

But it doesn't make people feel pitiful.

[That old man, how long has he been silent. ] When the picture stopped again, everyone sat around the dining table tiredly, [Three days?four days?Still a week?Why is there no movement on the second floor? ]

Listening to the butler's question, everyone fell silent.

[Don't think about it, don't care about it, don't care about it at all! ] The family doctor slapped the table directly, [You don’t need to worry about what happened to the old man, as long as everything is as usual! ]

[Doctor Sun, what if... what if something happens? ! ] The most timid of the servants may be the one who gave the old man "porridge" before, and now he also showed a fearful expression in the mirror, [We have to tell the master that he...]

[Snapped! ]

The servant's head was slapped directly, and then the family doctor said with fierce eyes: [If something really happened, if someone was told, then all of us here will lose their jobs. It's just a poor gardener who can't even pay his son's tuition for a kindergarten in the city! ]

[I……]

[But Doctor Sun, we don’t have much time left, we have to find a way, or it will be too late. ] The housekeeper said, before waiting for the family doctor to respond, he began to carefully check the account book in his hand, and made some revisions with a pen by the way, [I feel that the master and the others are not satisfied with the recent account book, and it is not as convenient to take money as before . ]

[I've thought about this a long time ago. ] The voice of the family doctor came, [The old man still hides some things that can be sold for money in his study, don’t you always want to buy a good car for your wife?As long as we can find a way to sell that stuff, we've got everything. ]

[This……]

Among all the servants, it seems that only the chef who is still in the big fish and meat is the calmest.

But when the chef was eating a big bowl of meat noodles, he suddenly stopped when he noticed something, and then raised his head to look at the ceiling.

[Ah ah ah ah ah! ] The next second, the fat, black chef suddenly leaned back in his chair, the chair tilted to the end, and the chef's head hit the tiles in the hall directly.

Before the chef could cry out the pain, he yelled, "It's blood!"is blood!There is blood dripping down! ]

[Ah ah ah ah ah! ] The three maids also screamed instantly.

Although Su Zimo couldn't see what was dripping clearly, he seemed to be able to feel a pool of dark color appearing on the ceiling, and drops of blood fell from above, dripping into the chef's noodle bowl.

The screen began to fast forward again, and Su Zimo found that the dining table that was originally regarded as a base by those servants had become deserted. Almost no one dared to sit on that dining table again. Will look at the ceiling.

From time to time, the family doctor and the housekeeper would throw some ancient books on the dining table like trash, and take pictures of them with a film camera.

Su Zimo also noticed that the black and fat cook seemed to have been frightened stupid by what happened before, and only when he was stupid and crazy would he dare to sit in the seat where he sat with an empty bowl in his arms. As if trying to catch the rain from the sky, he kept moving the bowl in his hand.

Occasionally, there are servants, and everyone's face looks very pale, with some scary dark circles under their eyes. Even if the three maids use the whitest foundation to cover the dark circles, it will only make themselves paler and more terrifying.

[I hear voices!I hear voices! ] When the picture ended and fast forwarded again, Su Zimo saw a servant kneeling on the dining table with a pale face, [I heard the voice from the second floor, he is still alive!still alive! ]

[Really?We have not sinned?We are not murderers? ] The maid also showed an ecstatic expression, flashed past the mirror picture, and walked out, [We can see the light...]

[What's wrong? ] found that the voice of the maid stopped abruptly, and the figure of the butler also appeared at the edge of the screen.

[The door... cannot be opened! ]

[How can it be?Get out of the way, let me try! ]

[Bang bang bang! ]

Although Su Zimo couldn't see the picture, he could easily hear from the sound that a group of people were trying their best to break out of the door, but it was of no use after a long time of tossing.

[Hahahahahaha! ] Suddenly there was a burst of laughter in the mirror, [It's retribution!It's retribution!We locked that old man, and now we are locked, hahahaha!Nemesis! ]

[Another crazy one... I don't admit defeat so easily! ] The butler's voice also became a little vicious, [It took so much, so much effort to get the money, how could it be possible to just admit defeat like this!Give me broken windows! ]

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang from the mirror.

At this time, the time in the mirror started to move forward slightly. Although the speed was not particularly fast, Su Zimo could clearly feel the light in the hall from day to night, and those servants who kept breaking the windows even forgot to light the candles so that the picture in the mirror was almost pitch black.

Seeing this, Su Zimo wanted to understand something.

When the housekeeper said for the first time that the old man upstairs had disappeared, the ghostly old man sitting next to him in the wheelchair might have passed away. Maybe it was because of his age, maybe it was because of something that happened on the second floor, but more Because he was blocked on the second floor and had no one to take care of him, he could only live on some unnutritious food... He might not even be able to eat those foods.

Afterwards, the reason why the servants heard the movement from the second floor again was probably because the old man had returned to the villa in the form of another nightmare.

As a reward for being trapped, even imprisoned, he blocked the doors and windows of the entire villa, allowing the housekeeper and other gangsters to be completely locked in the villa, with no way out.

This is why Su Zimo and the others were able to open the blockade on the second floor before, but they couldn't open the blockades in other parts of the villa, because there is a difference between human beings and non-human beings.

[The phone is completely disconnected, bastard! ]

[Chef, cook, fool, you still don’t cook, you want us to starve to death? ]

[Butler, since the chef became stupid, he hasn't gone out to buy vegetables, and the food in the villa doesn't seem to be enough. ]

[There is always a way to get out, at worst we will smash the walls of this villa! ]

[It's useless, butler.I tried it, and there was not even a pothole left, it was like hitting a ghost! ]

[Pooh! ]

Su Zimo listened to the voice from the mirror, he didn't intend to move the mirror to find those who spoke, because he didn't think it was necessary for him to remember the faces of those people.

The light and shadow in the mirror began to change again, and Su Zimo knew that every change of light and shadow represented the passing of a day.

When the picture stopped again, the butler, the family doctor and other servants returned to the dining table in the way they hadn’t seen for a long time. Except for the silly black and fat chef, everyone seemed to have lost weight. Sitting around the dining table, there is a small bowl in front of everyone, which contains the paste made of compressed biscuits.

The cheap food originally prepared for the elderly has finally become the only life-saving straw they can find in this island-like villa.

[What the hell are you trying to do. ] The butler didn't move the spoon, but just looked up at the ceiling, as if he wanted to have a conversation with someone on the second floor, [If you want to take revenge on us, come and take revenge on us!]Why just trap us here, why do nothing? ]

[Kang Dang! ]

As soon as the butler finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion from the utility room deep in the corridor on the other side.

The pale and bloodless family doctor left the table with stiff steps, and then retrieved a banner from the direction of the sound, which read: Happy 12th birthday to the little princess!

[Hahahahahaha!Yes, it's almost the fifteenth of May again! ] The steward laughed and cried, [Do you know when this banner was made?It was two years ago!two years!Those of your family haven't been here for two years!You 'beep—' but you force us to prepare a banquet every year, and you won't let us go even if you die? ! ]

The housekeeper and the others didn't move, just let the banner sit there, and sat around the dining table blankly for a whole day without lighting candles, just sitting there from day to night, even though it was late at night, they still sat there like a dummy, like It is a shadow hidden in the darkness.

Just like the shadows that the trainees saw when the hall was darkened before.

A few days later, I don’t know if it’s due to the arrival of May [-]th. The housekeeper and others seemed to have gone crazy. They put on their cleanest and most decent clothes, and the maids drew the most exquisite paintings for themselves. Even the driver put on the long-lost uniform hat. Everyone had weird smiles on their faces, and they just smiled and began to dress up the villa that had been closed for an unknown amount of time.

They put the most precious porcelain in the villa on the dining table, and the silver candlesticks were polished by the maids as if they could shine.

There should not be much food left in the villa, but they still put the last meat on various porcelain plates, and then re-pressed the batter of compressed biscuits into various shapes of pastries and stacked them together, plus some actually The snacks that were not on the table looked similar to the last dinner prepared by the trainees.

However, they opened the reserved wine that they drank in the villa and poured it into four exquisite glasses.

They lit much more candles in the hall than before, making the whole hall look brighter than usual daytime, just like the hall seen by Su Zimo and other practitioners.

After finishing everything, the butler led everyone away from the mirror, so calm that even Su Zimo, who was watching, felt terrible.

He could feel that no matter how broken these people were before, but at this moment, they were truly crazy.