Weird Regulator

Ai Chan, who was in the car, felt that the dark space in front of him was filled with an invasive and strange substance.

Just breathing the air from there made his lungs sting, and his wheezing began to feel constricted.

Especially the strange feeling that is completely different from that in the elevator, which makes people feel that once they enter, they are embarking on a terrifying road from which they can never return.

Ai Chan was scared, and even psychological construction didn't work this time.

The cold short lights of the elevator flashed faster and faster, and even made a harsh whistle, as if urging him to leave quickly.

But he didn't dare to take this step anyway.

Time dragged on longer and longer, and Ai Chan's forehead was covered with sweat, even though the space around him was filled with an unprecedented coldness.

He inherited Lu Chen's sinful possessions, so he might not be incapable of fighting the unknown space, but his human instinct warned him not to enter.

Until, the whole elevator started shaking.

The short light went out completely after the last flash, and the inside and outside of the elevator presented a blend of darkness.

Ai Chan forgot to breathe. He held on to the steel plates on both sides of the elevator and his body kept shaking.

There were faint signs of falling in this elevator, and everything was forcing him to enter.

Under constant pressure, he finally took the leap.

When the soles of his shoes stepped on the hard floor tiles, Ai Chan's heart suddenly stopped because he felt a gasping sound close at hand.

He didn't dare to turn his head, even though the gasp was right next to his ears.

It was full of darkness, and he had just taken two steps, but he couldn't feel the presence of the swaying elevator behind him at all.

It seems that once you are in this dark space, you will lose yourself and everything before.

Ai Chan couldn't bear the boundless darkness, so he took out a lighter with trembling hands.

This is just an ordinary lighter found in a convenience store, but it is also a sinful object.

Lighter, a functional criminal object.

Effect: During the ignition period, no supernatural power can extinguish it, only the user can blow it.

Cost: During ignition, the lighter will emit the highest temperature that humans can bear, and will not hurt the skin, only burning pain.

The price for a small evil object that is just lighting is naturally not too high.

bass……

The friction of flint is the only sound here, of course, if you don't count the weird breathing in your ears.

The soft light source lit up, and Ai Chan finally saw clearly the non-existent fourth layer.

nothing special……

This dark space is like an ordinary dormitory floor deprived of light.

There are no ghosts, no terrors, and no humans.

The price of the lighter made it almost stick to the skin of his palm, and the pain that penetrated his bones made Ai Chan sweat profusely.

He realized that his current location was at the elevator entrance on the fourth floor.

However, in this dark space, the elevator in front of me has been sealed, indicating obsolete.

Including the surrounding environment, there is also a feeling of abandonment and dilapidation.

Since the light of the lighter did not shine far away, he could not see the specific situation clearly, but he could tell this from the thick dust under his feet and the spider webs on the ceiling.

There was a burning smell in the air, along with a rotten smell.

It's not the decay of a corpse, but more like a building, a space that is decaying, or even the smell of death.

This feeling made Ai Chan feel tired and suppressed most of his tension.

call……

The gasping sound next to the ear sounded again, and Ai Chan was startled, remembering that he had not resolved the crisis.

He wanted to turn his head and take a look at what was behind him, but he didn't dare, for fear that he would violate some unknown code.

But just when he was struggling, he heard footsteps coming from behind, slowly moving away, but then slowly approaching.

It was like the person behind him, first moving away from him, and then coming closer.

Ai Chan remained silent, clutching the hot lighter tightly, forgetting the pain in his palm, and focused on being wary of that person.

The person didn't seem to mean any harm, but instead gradually emerged from behind him.

It just passed Ai Chan and walked towards the stairs, walking very slowly, with a hint of guidance.

At this time, Ai Chan stared at the back, fear and shock beginning to appear in his eyes.

Because this back figure was so familiar to him, it turned out to be him!

And when the back figure reached the stairs, it split into two, one stayed on the lower stairs, and the other went up the stairs.

The two figures with the same back as Ai Chan stopped in two directions, seemingly giving another difficult choice.

Up, or down?

Ai Chan stared at them, standing there and not daring to move. Only the lighter in his hand was making a hissing burning sound.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

When the choice appeared for the fifth second, Ai Chan still didn't move, but the two figures behind him did.

Like a pair of mechanical puppets, they rotated in unison, about to turn from the back to the front.

But at this moment, Ai Chan's body stiffened suddenly, and a strong sense of restraint appeared in his right leg.

He looked down and saw a large cloud of dust rising from the ground.

A pale palm grabbed his calf at some point, and then another hand appeared and grabbed the other leg.

Ai Chan was frightened out of his wits and let out a horrified cry with a changed tone, but it seemed that he was being attacked even more violently.

The dormitory doors outside the corridor on the fourth floor were knocked open one after another, and a strange and shocking loud noise sounded throughout the fourth floor.

A large number of messy footsteps came from the dormitory, and at the same time, the entire ceiling began to seep sand and gravel downwards, seeming to collapse at any time.

The dust on the ground rose up, and the whole floor was boiling. Countless palms came out from there, all aimed at Ai Chan.

The lighter's light went out.

What Ai Chan saw at the last second before his death was countless waves of ghosts tearing apart from the dark space.

…

ah!!!

In the men's dormitory building No. 1, at the elevator entrance on the seventh floor, the shadow left behind became solid and let out a miserable howl.

Ai Chan had just died, but the insurance he had left behind was activated at this moment.

The time reset obtained by giving up half of his life force gave him a chance to start over.

Ai Chan panted heavily and subconsciously touched his body. After making sure that it was intact, he couldn't recover for a long time.

Just now, he took the back elevator and arrived at the dark space on the fourth floor, where countless ghost waves lurked.

In just half a second, he was torn into pieces by a clerk who was protected by a criminal coat.

But time did not give him a chance to continue to reflect, and it was time for another round of choices.

Ding!

Two elevators came on time, one behind the other, waiting for Ai Chan's latest choice.

Ai Chan abandoned the back elevator almost subconsciously and walked towards the elevator with the long warm lights on.

The elevator will then take you to the fourth floor of Ghost Tide. Whoever takes it again will be a fool, so there is only one choice left.

But when Ai Chan was about to enter the front elevator, he suddenly remembered an important piece of information and stopped.

No, it seems that the front elevator leads to the 14th floor. There is no 14th floor in this building...

Losing half of his vitality meant that his IQ was even less adequate, and he had almost forgotten such an obvious flaw.

Ai Chan stepped back silently, with panic and confusion written on his face.

Neither of the two elevators can be accessed. They are both dead ends. What else to choose? Wouldn't it be pushing people to a dead end?

What should I do? What should I do?

Ai Chan shook his head hard, pressed the communicator, and tried to contact Luo Ge and others.

It wasn't until a while later that there was a burst of noise in the communicator. The signal from Luo Ge seemed to be very poor, and the response was intermittent.

Ai Chan didn't care about that, recounted his situation in one piece, and shouted in a low voice:

Mr. Luo, give me some tips quickly. What should I do now?

You... drive... go...

However, for some unknown reason, the signal was so poor that only a few words of Locke's response could be heard.

Even before he finished speaking, there was no sound at all.

Ai Chan was already running around in circles, staring at the two elevators in front and behind him, the lights that were extinguishing the edges.

Should I leave? I can't leave...I've already violated the rules...

How to do how to do……

Ten seconds is not a long time, especially at this moment.

When Ai Chan was unable to make a choice, both lights in the two elevators went out, plunging him into a strange darkness.

When he saw this scene, he suddenly felt that this darkness was so familiar to him, so familiar that it was engraved in his life.

He took the hand holding the communicator away from his ear and looked at the darkness in the elevator with a deathly expression.

I understand... Elevator rule is, when they come, never ride them...

The dark space counterattacked along the lightless elevator and tore Ai Chan, the violator, into pieces for the second time.

But this time, he had no chance to come back.