Chapter 57

Oh no, I'm trapped in the elevator.

Bai Yan's smile was a little stiff. He was originally still despising the poor acting skills of the extras, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face so quickly.

The president is worthy of being a man who has lived through more than 20 ghost stories. His routines are different every time.

The lights in the elevator were completely off, and the buttons also lost their light. It was pitch dark.

But even without light, the scene in the mirror before the lights went out was deeply engraved in Bai Yan's heart.

He knew that the elevator was full of "people" at this moment. They were standing next to him and looking at him in the dark.

The feeling of weightlessness kept hovering under his feet. Bai Yan was played by the president's counter-routine and felt that he might have to explain it here this time.

The elevator didn't go up to the third floor for a long time, but the feeling of rising was always there.

Bai Yan took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight to shine in front of him, and the buttons still didn't move, and even the floor he went up to was not displayed.

Bai Yan suspected that he was trapped in the elevator. He tried to call Ye Shangyu, but unexpectedly couldn't get through.

It seems that the president does not want him to seek help outside the venue.

Bai Yan hung up the phone and felt that he could not just sit there and wait for death.

So he used the flashlight to shine around, but did not find anyone.

"Strange... Where are the people?"

"Weren't you watching me just now?"

With the light, but no one was seen, Bai Yan was not surprised, but felt a little puzzled.

He shouted twice, but got no response, so he turned around and began to face the mirror.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, his face was pale and miserable, more like a ghost than a ghost.

However, Bai Yan was very familiar with his face, so he was not scared by himself, but focused on the things next to him in the mirror.

In the mirror, the elevator was still full of people.

Compared with the previous glimpse, there were still many "people" inside.

They still looked at him with the same eyes that wanted to eat people.

Although it was the second time he saw this scene, Bai Yan's heart beat faster.

He swallowed and tentatively took two steps in the elevator.

Surprisingly, he didn't feel like he stepped on anyone. So, he got bolder and started waving his arms in the air. Similarly, he slapped for a long time but didn't hit anyone.

Even if these ghosts don't have physical bodies, they will always have some reaction when he passes through them, right?

But except for a bit of viciousness in their eyes, they didn't react at all.

"So you are all in the mirror..."

After a little hesitation, Bai Yan came to this conclusion.

Knowing that the ghosts who wanted to eat him were trapped in the mirror and couldn't get out for the time being, Bai Yan was relieved and let the evil ghosts continue to stare at him: "It's okay, sorry to bother you, you continue."

He pressed his back against the wall away from the buttons so that he could see the mirror and the buttons at the same time.

After making the adjustments, he didn't move, just shining his mobile phone in front of him.

About five minutes later, the elevator finally stopped, and the lights that had been extinguished suddenly lit up.

With a ding-dong sound, the elevator door opened.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

"Dong, dong, dong..."

There was a series of continuous hitting sounds outside the door, and a sweaty sportsman was dribbling on the floor tiles towards the elevator.

"Playing basketball in the elevator?"

Bai Yan looked a little strange, and watched the performance of the man in the sports shirt quietly.

The elevator room on the third floor was very deserted and not popular at all.

Because it was the third floor and not far from the first floor, many students were too lazy to take the elevator. The elevator room on the third floor was rarely used, so it was not unreasonable for the man in the sports shirt to play basketball in the elevator room.

However, since he had read the strange stories in the forum, even the most normal things would become abnormal.

There must be something strange about this.

Moreover, he had been in the elevator for a full five minutes just now, and the elevator went from the second floor to the third floor. Maybe this was not the third floor of the real world, but some other dimension.

The most important thing was that he didn't press the third floor, so how could the elevator door open by itself?

Sure enough, the accident happened soon.

Under Bai Yan's gaze, after a few shots, the boy lost control of the ball, and the basketball rolled over and rolled into the elevator.

"Hey, buddy, help me, kick the ball out!" The boy smiled at Bai Yan in a friendly manner: "I just started practicing basketball, I'm not familiar with it yet, I'm embarrassed to play outside, so I practice in the elevator."

"..."

Bai Yan didn't say anything.

"Brother, give me a hand?" Seeing that Bai Yan didn't respond, the boy asked hesitantly: "Are you mute?"

Hearing this, Bai Yan finally said: "Are we familiar with each other?"

"No." The boy was a little confused, not knowing what Bai Yan meant by asking this.

"Then why should I help you?"

After saying this, he looked at Bai Yan expectantly, as if waiting for something.

Bai Yan didn't reply to him, nor did he mock him for not coming in to get it himself since he had hands and feet.

What if the boy was waiting for him to say this, and he really came in after saying it?

Bai Yan didn't respond all the time, and the boy was bored, standing at the elevator door staring at the ball inside.

Seeing that the boy only said it but didn't pick up the ball himself, Bai Yan confirmed his guess and ignored the boy.

After a long time, the elevator dinged again and the elevator door began to close slowly.

At this time, the boy suddenly inserted his hand into the elevator, causing the elevator door to open suddenly, and stared at Bai Yan and said, "You really won't give me the ball?"

Bai Yan looked away and pretended not to see it.

"You will regret it!" The boy tore off the false appearance of gentleness and revealed a hideous face.

The boy's hand pulled out of the door. As the elevator door slowly closed, Bai Yan vaguely saw that the outside of the door was covered with blood.

The hideous boy and his sweatshirt collapsed into a charred skeleton. The smell of burning slightly penetrated into the elevator, which was a bit suffocating.

After the elevator door was completely closed, Bai Yan looked down at the basketball that rolled to his feet.

The basketball lay quietly at his feet, without any other abnormalities.

Looking at the basketball directly, there was nothing unusual, but Bai Yan had experience. He turned his head to look at the mirror, and there was also a ball at his feet in the mirror.

However, this ball was not a basketball, but a head that was still open!

Looking closely, this head looked very familiar. It was not something else... This was clearly his own head!

"My head is gone?"

Bai Yan touched his neck reflexively, and the person in the mirror also touched his neck.

Feeling that his head was still there, Bai Yan thought: "That person asked me for the basketball, but he actually wanted my head. If I kicked the basketball out just now..." Would my head be taken off by him as well?

Although he escaped, Bai Yan still felt something was strange when he looked at the basketball on the ground.

This basketball represented his head. When he left the elevator, did he take the basketball with him or leave it here?

Bai Yan fell into deep thought.

The elevator was still rising. In the narrow square box, time was incredibly long.

Bai Yan looked at the mirror and the button at the same time. There was always a time when he couldn't take care of both at the same time.

There was a 'person' who wanted to go to the fifth floor.

The button naturally wouldn't light up by itself. Bai Yan immediately turned his head to look at the mirror and asked inside: "Who did it?"

The 'person' in the mirror certainly couldn't speak.

They stared at him gloomily, their eyes were still so resentful.

Bai Yan counted them one by one, and there was no ghost missing. Each ghost stood where they had stood before, and it was impossible to tell who had pressed the button just now.

"No one admitted it?"

"Dare to do it but not to take responsibility. Ghosts don't take responsibility these days..."

Bai Yan muttered this, but he was secretly thinking about whether to get out of the elevator on the next floor.

The dormitory building has 13 floors, which is not an auspicious number.

Once you get into the elevator, you have to get out. Bai Yan doesn't want to spend a night in the elevator.

And if he really reaches the 13th floor, the ghost story may not give him the opportunity to ride it again.

After experiencing the changes on the two floors, Bai Yan has a rough idea of ​​this ghost story. The elevator ghost story will have different anomalies on each floor, so the key lies in which floor to go down.

There was a ghost button just now, which is probably a bad sign.

If the ghosts are trapped in the mirror, Bai Yan is not afraid no matter how scary they look or how scary their eyes are.

However, if they can get out, he will have to run away quickly, otherwise he will be squeezed together with the ghosts in the elevator, and he may be eaten alive by them in a second.

Bai Yan looked at the button and pondered. While thinking, the elevator reached the fourth floor.

The elevator door was still open, and Bai Yan immediately looked outside the door, but to his surprise, this floor was empty and there was nothing outside.

"Could this floor be the way out?"

Bai Yan looked at the elevator room on the fourth floor and thought about just going out.

The ghost in the mirror was already showing signs of coming out of the mirror. Even if there was only one ghost, it was not something that a mere human like him could handle.

There was still some time before the elevator door closed, so Bai Yan did not rush out, but carefully looked at the environment outside the door.

The elevator room on the fourth floor was clean and tidy everywhere, without any extra debris.

Like other floors, there was a green four written on the wall of the fourth floor, facing the elevator door.

Bai Yan could not see anything unusual on the fourth floor, and began to hesitate. He was worried that the president was using his psychology to design a strange story. Sometimes, once you miss the way out, you will never have another chance.

"You can't see it with your naked eyes, so what about the mirror?"

Bai Yan looked back at the mirror and decided that if there was nothing unusual in the mirror, he would go out.

As before, there was him and the ghost in the mirror, and it also reflected part of the scene outside.

In the mirror, there was no ghost outside, and even the floor numbers on the wall were exactly the same, without any abnormality.

That's fine, he should go out.

Bai Yan took a step forward, but just after taking one step, he suddenly stopped when he remembered something.

The numbers in the mirror should be the opposite of reality, why are they exactly the same?