"Cough...cough."
"..."
"Cough cough cough cough."
"..."
"Cough, cough, cough -"
"I said, why don't you go and rest."
The pretty woman left the office area with the plaster kindly provided by her colleagues. She was going to a deserted place to put the plaster on her shoulders.
Now only the young man and his sick colleague are left in the office area.
The sick colleague's cough was so scary that the young man who had started fishing again couldn't help but pause the video and stand up. He walked to his colleague, patted him on the shoulder, and looked him up and down.
"Really, go and rest. You can do your work tomorrow."
So is there any reason to get rid of the work now?
The young man glanced at the computer screen of his sick colleague. There was a form document on it, with names and amounts scattered randomly on it. It looked like it needed to be sorted into categories.
Young man: Although I don’t know who made the statistics, the blood pressure is really high when the table is like this.
"Is DDL tomorrow?"
"No."
"...Then what are you anxious about?"
"Because I always feel that if I don't hurry up and do it... I will forget."
The sick colleague scratched his hair in confusion. When he mentioned that he had forgotten this, his facial expression wrinkled and he looked a little painful.
"When I woke up at noon, I felt like I had forgotten something, but I couldn't pinpoint the details... maybe it was because I had a fever before and was confused."
"Then I thought about not delaying work and came over as soon as the fever subsided."
Too dedicated, the young man showed admiration.
The young man did not take the sick colleague's forgetfulness to heart. As the sick colleague himself said, he might just have a fever and be confused. His mind was not clear and he could not remember it for a while.
The young man poured hot water according to the love of his colleagues and left a warning to drink more hot water.
Later, he returned to his seat and observed his colleagues from a distance, watching them finish typing on the keyboard, save the files, and then turn off the computer.
The high body temperature made the sick colleague look groggy, and the skin leaking from his collar was also a little red.
The young man stood up quickly and went up to help him.
Under such circumstances, it was obviously not appropriate to go home and rest. The young man suggested that the sick colleague should go downstairs directly. He also helped to ask the pretty woman where the keys were.
"The key is in the hands of the security guard downstairs. Just tell them."
The sick colleague nodded clearly and shook his head up and down very slightly, as if moving too much would cause a headache.
"...Do you need me to send you down?"
"Then... take it to the elevator."
The young man returned to his desk, grabbed his cell phone and put it into his trouser pocket on the back of his waist. He walked back to his sick colleague in a few steps, and then helped his colleague to the elevator entrance.
"I'll send you here. I have to go back and check the surveillance."
The young man waved his hand, and the bright light in the elevator door disappeared in front of him.
He also specifically contacted the "security guard" downstairs to confirm that the sick colleague had been picked up by them, and then returned to the office with confidence.
The pretty woman went to apply plaster and disappeared, and now the young man was alone in the office area.
Speaking of which, his shoulders seem a little sore. Is it because he has a bad posture after working for too long?
The young man thumped his back shoulders and walked to the workstation while thumping.
He walked to his seat and sat down, touching the mouse with his right hand and continuing to massage his shoulders with his left hand.
Then, he saw on the screen——
The young man's half-open eyes instantly enlarged, and his hands stopped pressing his shoulders. He suddenly stood up from the chair, his calves colliding with the chair surface, and the friction between the chair legs and the ground made a lot of noise.
He was the only one in the office area late at night, and the sound was even more jarring.
what is that?
The young man's eyes fell on the screen and one of the monitors.
Since the zoomed-out image was not clear enough, the person's fingers held the mouse and clicked twice to zoom in on the area he was interested in - a camera aimed at the office area.
He saw dots of white crawling on his body, facing the camera.
The young man heard the sound of himself swallowing.
Seeing a strange scene in an office alone in the middle of the night... This is comparable to a ghost story.
The young man stiffened, inhaled, exhaled, pulled out his hands, and took off his coat all at once. These movements were coherent and rapid. He quickly spread the coat stained with white spots in front of him.
No, nothing.
Except for a few drops of soup oil that fell from the rough food during dinner, which turned yellow, the corners of his clothes were clean.
how could be? The young man's pupils shrank, he turned his head suddenly and looked at the screen again.
The zoomed-in surveillance showed him with his back to the camera. He had indeed taken off his coat and placed it on the table. The fabric that should have been speckled with white spots had no extra color.
Did he see it wrong? The young man was puzzled.
He dragged the stool back and sat down again, and took a look at the previous surveillance video.
At this sight, the young man's face turned pale.
The camera faithfully captured the strange thing that happened to him before - the white mesh coiled around his waist, crawling up the fabric little by little, and hanging behind his shoulder blades.
When he kneaded his shoulders several times, they almost touched them. The most recent one was only a few millimeters apart.
Subconsciously, the young man felt that he could not touch it.
The white mesh had been hanging there since he returned to the office after sending people off, and the moment he noticed something strangely frozen, the white mesh disappeared in the next frame of surveillance.
It looks like someone used the cut key to erase the layer there.
The young man became more and more panicked as he watched. He didn't dare to put his coat back on. Instead, he checked his whole body and groped up and down while checking the monitor. He almost took off his underwear.
No, indeed not.
The white mesh piece disappeared into the office.
The young man shook his hands, trying his best to control his fear of the flashing white unknown object, and touched his cell phone to contact him.
While his hands were trembling as he typed, several scenes from horror movies, including ghosts, aliens, etc., had already passed through his mind.
In a panic, the young man still sent the message despite making several typos.
——'Sister, help, there is something strange in the office! I saw it in the prosecution! '
The "eldest sister" he called did not respond. The young man waited for five or six minutes, silently put away his phone, and decided to try his best.
He quickly put away the laptop on the desk, unplugged the power cord, and wrapped the external keyboard and mouse into his coat.
Then he picked up all the coats and other equipment, and the young man immediately ran out of the office area without even having time to turn off the lights.
The human didn't look back, for fear that he would see something he shouldn't see and that his mind would be empty and he would forget to run away.
The young man ran to the corridor. He looked left and right at the straight corridors on both sides, and finally chose the left side.
Because there was that room over there, the room with red wallpaper where he chatted with people in the afternoon.
The young man rushed over without any explanation.
Fortunately, the door to that room was unlocked, so he pushed it open, broke in, and slammed the door.
The red wallpaper is full of circles, which is a bit dazzling during the day, but at night it is even more eye-catching and slightly glowing when viewed in a dark environment.
The young man thought he had seen it wrong. After turning on the light in the room, the fluorescence disappeared.
The human took a moment to calm down and listened to the heartbeat gradually decrease. This room with distinctive patterns also gave him a sense of security.
The young man then placed the computer he was holding in his arms on a table in the room, found a power outlet, and recharged the computer.
The extinguished screen turned on again. The young man looked frightenedly in all directions, but saw no more spots of white.
If it weren't for the intercepted video, the young man would really think it was his hallucination.
He silently dragged the video strip around, and finally closed the video and saved it, so that he could show it to others when they came.
Now, according to the general formula of horror movies or horror games, he has to survive until dawn, right?
The first step is to lock the door.
Fortunately, their door wasn't powered by electricity and he didn't need to check the battery level.
…
The white eyeball is small.
The eyeball was stuck in front of the closed door, and the body with only one eyeball showed a look of reluctance.
He didn't really want to go in.
Although he knew that there must be more than one aura that disgusted him on this floor, he didn't expect to bump into it so soon.
And it’s such a big area.
The isolation measures in the room were very good, at least it was not noticeable when the door was not open. Bai Su only smelled it when the human opened the door and entered. He immediately fell off the other person's collar and left it outside the door.
It wasn't that he couldn't go in, but the noise of demolishing the house was too loud. He was still thinking... what did humans say? Play the long game to catch the big fish.
The single eyeball regretfully gave up on the humans inside the door.
He climbed all the way up the wall and soon hung himself on the ceiling. He skillfully left the surveillance blind spot without giving human eyes a chance to catch him again.
The young man in the room wrapped himself tightly in a small blanket that one of his colleagues had left in the room, and rolled himself into a ball.
The computer screen in front of the desk faithfully fed back the surveillance pictures. This time, the young man's eyes kept wandering, jumping from one grid to another. All the pictures were normal.
He looked at it for a while, then raised his head and looked at the door in the distance that had been locked by himself.
He locked it.
I personally pulled the internal door lock and pressed the door handle several times to confirm.
This is a non-energized door, no strange things will come out, and the door will not slam open because of the lack of electricity...
The young man stared at the door handle for a while, but finally couldn't help it. He stood up from the table, walked to the door, and tried pressing the handle again.
While he pressed the door handle, in addition to the sound of the handle turning, there was another sound - the sound of the keyhole being inserted.
The young man's hair suddenly stood up. He thought about who would open the door at this time. He suddenly distanced himself from the door, stepped back to the table, and looked at the door warily.
Under his alert gaze, the door was opened from the outside.
What walked in from the outside was not the strange creature that the young man had imagined, but the beautiful woman he knew who had disappeared for a while.
The delicate woman looked back at the door lock she had unlocked in confusion, and then turned to her colleagues in the room.
"You..." the delicate woman said hesitantly, "Are you cold?"
She looked at the blanket wrapped around the young man strangely. If she remembered correctly, she bought it last week and put it in the company for a nap.
Because she didn't want anyone to find out that she had the idea of fishing, she also hid the blanket in a red room where few people came. Unexpectedly, someone dug it out.
She remembered that she had locked it... the delicate woman thought, took a step in, and closed the door behind her with the back of her hand.
Then, she saw her colleague's eyes flashing, and he rushed to the door wearing a blanket, squeezed her out of the way, and locked the door.
After doing this action, the young man remembered and replied: "I'm not very cold." He was panicked.
The delicate woman took a close look at the young man and found that he had taken off his coat. No wonder he felt a little cold.
But now it's not the time to turn on the heating, so the delicate woman can only say politely: "I think you can put your coat on, this is my blanket."
"Oh..." The young man responded, but made no move.
After a few seconds, he asked: "Hey, senior, how did you find this place?"
The pretty woman replied: "Didn't you send me a message asking me to rescue you? You also said you saw something strange."
"I was changing clothes and didn't see it. When I got my phone back, I saw you saying that you ran to this room... Forget it here, why did you lock the door?"
The young man pursed his lips and said nothing. He silently led the pretty woman to the computer and played her the video he had cut out.
The video is quiet and there is no sound, only the whirring fan of the computer is operating in this room.
The young man could see the delicate woman bending down, her collar sliding down slightly, revealing the skin on the back of her shoulders and a corner of the brown plaster.
"Senior, are your shoulders not sore?"
"Ah? It's not sore anymore. The plaster is quite effective."
"So... my front shoulder is a little sore, and I almost had to go through his cabinet to find something."
After saying this, the young man realized something.
It seemed that not long after he had a stress reaction after seeing the strange images on the surveillance camera, his shoulders stopped feeling sore.
Could there be a connection between the two? He didn't know, he just thought of it for no reason.
In just a few minutes, the pretty woman straightened up after watching the video. She thought thoughtfully: "It looks dirty... something strange. It's not a fake video."
"...Senior, did you just want to say something dirty?"
"It's not that you're afraid of ghosts." The pretty woman sighed, "Why are there people who are afraid of ghosts but also like to watch horror movies and play horror games?"
If it were normal times, young people would probably say that this is just a human hobby. The more food you eat, the more you like to play.
But now, his hobby has completely become a source of fear. You can see that pretty women don’t react so much after watching the video.
The delicate woman frowned, manipulated the mouse to drag the progress bar a few times, and then checked the current monitoring. Everything was as usual.
"I..." she frowned, as if remembering something, "I seemed to have caught a glimpse of it when I was changing clothes earlier."
"I thought it was cobwebs that hadn't been swept away in the bathroom."
(End of chapter)
