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Chapter 1994:Non-Human (11)

There was only the footsteps of me and my love in the stairwell.

On the third floor, push the door open, the room is still quiet.

This is not an escape staircase connecting the underground parking lot, but an ordinary up and down stairs.Although you can see the long corridors, there are offices on both sides of the corridor.

The door is a wooden door, no frosted glass, and no view of the situation in the office.

I can only judge that there are no ghosts in the room, but I can't see through the wall, and I can see that there is no one in it.

The door to the office was locked, but it didn’t hurt me.

I erased the door, turned on the light, and saw the situation in the two offices.

Both are archives.The file cabinet is full of courier orders.Inside, it is an ordinary private user express list, and the other room puts a large number of enterprise orders.

To find a clue, it was too difficult, and I just gave up.

Keep going, still don’t hear voices, don’t see people.

I saw that big office.

Half of the glass didn’t stop me from seeing.

There were no lights in the room, the computers on the desk were dark, and machines like printers didn’t make strange noises.

The lights in the corridor looked glaring.

Bypassing the office and not out of the hallway, I saw a figure.

From behind the wall around the corner, half a man fell down and showed his pale face.

The lights on the top of the head flashed twice, becoming a little dim.

Love hugged me tightly, followed me, and suppressed his breathing.

"It's okay."I comforted her, stepped forward, and saw the man's situation.

The man’s neck was broken, but there were no other injuries.The work certificate hanging around the neck is the name of a logistics company.

Not a fast-tracked person.

Probably like the people in the elevator, he hit a ghost and ran for his life all the way, but he did not succeed.

I looked in the direction he was coming.

There was silence in the corridor, no one, only the gloom.

The sand...

On the other side of the corridor came the sound, and a shadow flew by.

I just looked at it, stood up, unmoved, and continued in the established direction.

I could feel the place where the hysteries were gathering.

There is a raging phallus in the whole office building, but to say the number, only in that direction is the most.

A strange laugh came from behind, as if deliberately tempting me and intimidating me.

I looked back and I broke my head.

“Don’t look.Don't be afraid.Remember what I said?”

“Hmm.It's all fake."

"Yes, it's all false."I affirmed the love of the words and encouraged her to be patted.

The laughter turned into footsteps, and the next second the sound of nails scraping the glass sounded.

Hip it.

The printer moved in the next office.

Then the phone rang again.

The computer screen opened and played strange music.

A few more steps, in the single office, a shadow appeared.He threw himself on the glass, his face pressed against the glass.The body suddenly split and spilled a piece of blood on the glass.

I walked slowly, gradually getting closer to the yoke.

The amount of irsteries has increased.

Someone is becoming a ghost.

I had an imaginary picture in my mind.

I'm afraid it's the messenger who decided to turn into a ghost.

Without my presence, they would probably have stepped on two boats in front of the living, equivalent to one more life.Even death can become a ghost and continue to live in the present.

Now they have to make a choice.

They don’t realize my ability.At best, I knew that I had killed the security guards and had resistance to hallucinations.

They haven’t given up on me yet.

Oh, hey!

There was another door opening and footsteps, and the number sounded a little too much this time, but it was not so sensitive.

I felt the flea of light in front of me, and I was going around me, trying to run behind me.

Hmmm.

There was also a noise in front.

Several lights in the corridor were extinguished, and the light was divided into pieces.

There is a shadow cast on the ground around the corner.

One person, two people...

The posture of those people looked a little strange, and when they appeared, they could see their unnatural movements more clearly.

They are like monsters in zombies, unable to control their bodies very well, like children who have just gone toddlers, and like old people in their twilight years.

They all had blood on their bodies, chests, necks, or straight open to reveal their brains.

The yin controlled their bodies and drove them closer to me.

I cried and hugged my waist.

"It's okay."I patted the back of love and looked back.

There were also shadows in the corridor behind him.

People who were also walking strangely came out.This time it was no longer a middle-aged and young person, but there were old and few, and the bodies showed signs of decomposition, and even some of them were skeletons.

I feel heartbroken.

She looked at them, “That man, I saw...” She whispered, suddenly staring at her eyes.

I covered my eyes and couldn’t bear her to keep looking.

There was love in those people.She had dried blood on her body, half a face blurred, but only half of her face and that dress was enough for me to recognize her identity.

I knew that love was dead, but I didn’t know she had such a serious scar on her body.

I felt a wet touch in my hand.The eyes were still open, the eyelashes trembling.Her body was also trembling.The little hand gripped my wrist and trembled non-stop.

“Big brother...” Mu Love’s voice hoarsely, with a cry.

“It’s okay, I’ll save you.Do not be afraid.”I calmed the love, the line of sight patrol round, did not see the song.

Is it hidden in the crowd, or is it not here?

The ghost killed these people, why do they still have bodies?

These questions need to be asked of a ghost.

“Shut up—” The body behind him screamed, and suddenly, he rushed.

I stepped back, my hands lifted, and grabbed the chains of the void.

In an instant, the body rushed to the front of the body stopped and lost its yin support and fell to the ground.

Elsewhere in the floor, there was a scream.

I didn’t kill them all at once.The ability is distributed in different chains, some branch chains are directly erased, and some are retained.

As soon as I closed my hand and tugged straight through the chains, I saw two ghosts passing through the wall in front of me and appeared in front of me.

I put my foot on one of them, waved it again, and threw the other on its face.

Both ghosts were screaming and looking at me in horror.

“Come here.”I said to the ghost that had been kicked and flew, shaking the chain in my hand.

The ghost tried to escape, but was chained and immediately bounced back.

I was not polite enough to put the power in the chain.

The ghost shouted, the figure disappeared, and the gloom dissipated.

I looked down at the ghost under my feet.

“Send her body.”I said to the ghost.

On the ghost, the chain that belongs to the faith of the express ghost is the most delicate of all the ghosts just now, but his own chain is very familiar.

Come to think of it, this guy's faith in the courier ghost is not so religious, than the courier ghost, should care more about their own life and death.

But the one I killed before, the chain of faith is the strongest, and its own chain is only the thickness of the fingers.

Compared with these two ghosts, the ghosts on the elevator develop in a balanced way, and several chains have adult thighs.That should be the master here, but it’s not here now, but it’s gone after that.

I stared at the ghost under my feet for two seconds, handing the chain in my hand.

He should not see this, but he could feel that his life was in my hands.

He walked around and brought the body of love.

I patted my love on the shoulder and said, “Come in.”Don't be afraid, I'll save you."

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