law of the dark side

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, people were coming and going in the hall, and the noise was abnormal.

In Fengcheng Daily, such scenes are too common.According to the rules of the daily newspaper, the newspaper of the day is printed at two or three o'clock in the morning, and the evening shift that started at 9 o'clock the night before will continue until all the page signatures are printed.Twelve o'clock is considered early, one or two o'clock is normal, three or four o'clock is acceptable, and when encountering major events with leaders, staying overnight is common.

In Fengcheng, a small city, when the night is getting darker and the glitz and bustling streets are quiet, this place is just entering another stage of work, and it is still lively.

Su Changan doesn't hate working night shifts, but the premise is that he should not be allowed to work night shifts continuously.He has worked in Fengcheng Daily for more than a year, and he has seen a lot of dark circles under the eyes of comrades in the evening shift during the afternoon regular meeting. When he thinks of the evening shift, he feels a little nervous.

But now he has been working night shift for a week in a row.

The evening shift the night before lasted until 5 o'clock this morning. When Su Changan drove home, his foot on the accelerator was soft. At the corner closest to his home, he almost bumped into a cleaner. He returned home yelling and cursing loudly.

Another strange thing happened when getting on the elevator from the parking lot. After the elevator door opened, Su Changan was pushed into the elevator room by a force before he could take a step.Su Changan was pushed staggeringly, and a large lump swelled from his forehead hitting the keyboard.

Su Chang'an got angry too, and was about to turn his head to scold, but the dark parking lot was empty and there was no one there.

Su Changan was really tired, so he only thought that he was not clear-headed, and went home and fell asleep.This sleep lasted until ten o'clock in the evening. After Su Changan woke up from hunger, just as he was looking for something to eat, he received a call from the newspaper, asking him to go back to the night shift immediately.By the time Su Changan tucked a few mouthfuls of rice into the newspaper office, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Su Changan often thought afterwards that something was wrong from the beginning to the end of that day.

From getting off work at five o'clock in the morning to going to work at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, everything is wrong.I didn't realize it at all.

The editorial hall in the middle of the night was still in turmoil.

When Su Changan heard the night shift leader swearing loudly in the corridor, he suddenly found it very funny.He recalled that the day before yesterday when the manuscript was revised until three o'clock, four or five people gathered together to tell ghost stories, turned off the corridor lights, and only turned on the table lamps, which was quite atmospheric.He didn't remember much of the stories he told the day before yesterday, and he didn't hear anything impressive.However, Su Changan glanced at the boss who was still full of anger and cursed frequently, and felt that it was impossible for any supernatural event to happen here.

The editorial building was newly built for more than two years, with bright lights all night long, the sound of copiers and dozens of computers, the sound of answering and making calls, and the sound of shouting to adjust the layout, as well as the national leaders' voices. scold.In this battle, no matter how fierce the ghost was, it was scared away.

The clock in the hall struck twelve, and the leader finally hung up the phone. Su Changan signed the last manuscript and got up to go to the bathroom.

Su Changan was a little dizzy when the water was released, and he supported the wall with his hands.Recently, he felt too tired and mentally overdrawn.He shook his dizzy head, and decided that after this period of work, he must take annual leave to travel.

Suddenly, Su Changan heard a voice in the bathroom, a male voice, hoarse and unpleasant, saying something.

Su Changan straightened his trousers and looked at the door. The door was closed, and the incandescent light in the toilet was still on, but he didn't know if it was an illusion. It seemed to be darker and yellower than usual, and there was no one in the small space.

Hallucination?Su Changan smiled wryly, and turned on the tap to wash his hands.

"Help me..." Su Changan turned off the faucet abruptly, and the sound was very clear.

"Help me, let me out..." A hoarse voice came from above.

Su Changan raised his head, only to find that there was actually a hole in the ceiling of the toilet, which was square and exactly the size of a board.Su Chang'an didn't know when this hole appeared. Usually, he hardly paid attention to the ceiling of the toilet, but there was no doubt that someone was stuck in it.

"Who is it? Are you okay?" Su Changan asked.

"Let me out..." The voice rang again, and the pale arm slowly stretched out from the hole.

"Let me out..." Su Changan shuddered from the hoarse and dark voice, suddenly a little scared, someone would be stuck in the ceiling in the middle of the night, Su Changan wondered if he should find someone.

"Help me..." His arms shook a few times.

The voices of the people in the editing and editing hall could be heard clearly in the toilet, and Su Changan felt confident. He thought, no matter who it is, it must be pitiful to be stuck in such a place, so let's drag him out first.

"Where are you stuck, is it deep?" Su Changan said while holding the hand that was outstretched.

Su Changan felt that he was holding an old tree branch that had been dried for a long time. The feeling in his hand was dry and hard, and it was surprisingly cold.

Su Changan gritted his teeth and pulled down.

For the first blow, he didn't actually use much strength, but there were fine and dense cracking sounds from the ceiling.

Before Su Changan could be surprised, he only heard a "boom", and a large group of black objects, accompanied by debris and dust from the roof, slammed heavily on Su Changan's feet.

Su Changan was taken aback, and instinctively took a step back, but his feet slipped and he sat on the ground.When slipping, the outstretched foot caught on the ball, and with a loud crash, the big ball was kicked and rolled to the edge of the wall, with several cracks.

Then the light in the bathroom was not dim, and Su Changan saw that a piece of pale skeleton was exposed from what seemed to be a cement wrapping. It was a human hand bone with five distinct fingers poking straight there.

Su Changan's throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand. He really wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound.The hoarse, but hoarse male voice became clear again: I want to go out...

Su Changan finally let out a miserable cry.