Horror Resurgence : The Age of the Global Script

"Phew! My mission is finally completed!"

Zhou Yang, whose eyes were red, took a long breath.

In order to catch up on the plan, he has not rested all day and night, and the plan must be produced before ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

At this time, a poster-like panel pop-up window suddenly appeared on the computer screen.

bite!

[Drama title: Office Horror]

[Actor: Zhou Yang]

[Actor level: Amateur]

[Movie Difficulty: Entry Level]

[Place: 23rd floor, Zifeng Building]

[Duration: four hours]

[Remuneration: To be determined]

[Plot rules: The plot content cannot be discussed in the play, and those who disobey will be erased!]

When Zhou Yang saw this scene appearing on his computer, he thought it was a colleague who sent it to him on purpose for fun.

So, he plans to close the page.

But no matter how he clicked the close button, nothing happened.

Zhou Yang looked up at his other colleagues and found that everyone was working peacefully.

When he looked down at the computer, he found that the pop-up window had disappeared.

[Start shooting in ten seconds!]

【10,9...】

At this time, Zhou Yang found that a countdown prompt automatically appeared in his mind.

He looked up at his colleagues again and found that everyone's expressions were as usual.

Bang!

Zhou Yang looked back and found that Zhang Feng from the design team had poured his coffee.

He was wiping it with a tissue in a panic.

Everyone just glanced at him and then lowered their heads and went about their own business.

【3,2,1. Power on!】

Zhou Yang's consciousness sank into his mind, and then he saw the script.

The script is very detailed, with detailed instructions on when to say what to say, what actions to do, and what micro-expressions to do.

If you violate the rules, you will be immediately terminated!

Zhou Yang looked at the script and found that the first sentence of the script was not Zhou Yang's speaking, but Zhang Feng's.

In the plot introduction, he will die in ten minutes.

"Today...why does the coffee taste wrong today!"

Zhang Feng's voice was trembling when he spoke.

Obviously, he is not a good actor.

Of course, you can't blame him, after all, no one can stay calm knowing that they will burp in ten minutes.

"The company's capital flow has been tight recently. As long as we win this order, I will treat everyone to a big dinner!"

At this time, Wang Qiang, the director of the advertising design department who stayed up late with everyone, said with a smile.

Zhou Yang looked at Wang Qiang and knew that Wang Qiang had also received the script.

Because Wang Qiang never likes to organize team building dinners.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Wang!"

Zhou Yang ushered in his first line at this time.

"Let's all work harder and try to come up with a plan before ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Wang Qiang encouraged everyone.

No one responded positively because this was a requirement of the script.

Of course, this is also true in reality. In the final analysis, you are not just working for capitalists, so you don’t need to take it seriously.

Zhou Yang felt extremely regretful at this moment. If he had known that he would be sick and take a day off today, he would not have gone through this muddy water.

Soon, the only sound left in the office was the sound of typing on the keyboard.

At this time, Zhang Feng was sweating.

Because the script requires him to go to the toilet, and he knows that the toilet is his own grave.

Seeing that the time was getting closer, Zhang Feng suddenly felt a strong urge to urinate.

It can be said that one second you don’t want to go to the toilet, and the next second you want to wet your pants.

Zhang Feng crossed his left and right legs because as long as he held it in for two minutes, he could exceed the time indicated in the script.

But he felt like his bladder was going to burst!

Finally, I quickly went to the bathroom.

Zhang Feng entered the bathroom without closing the bathroom door tightly. Obviously, he was not the kind of brainless supporting character.

Zhou Yang's eyes were just enough to glance sideways in the direction of the bathroom.

"Crash!"

The sound was so loud that it reached the office area.

Zhang Feng was pouring water, and he shivered perhaps due to heat loss.

But everyone seemed not to hear it and was minding their own business.

"ah!"

Following Zhang Feng's scream, the lights went out and the entire office area went dark.

Everyone's bodies couldn't help but tremble.

Zhou Yang rushed to the bathroom door immediately according to the script prompts.

Zhang Feng was found lying in a pool of blood, with a piece of broken glass stuck in his temple, and there was no movement.

The mirror on the bathroom wall was broken.

"Zhou Yang, call the police first. Team leader Chen Ran, call 120!"

At this time, Wang Qiang, as the director, calmly gave instructions.

Zhou Yang took out his cell phone and started calling the police. As expected, his call was not answered.

"Mr. Wang has no signal and can't get through!"

"Mr. Wang, I can't get through either!"

Both Zhou Yang and Chen Ran said they couldn't get through.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

At this time, Zhou Yang's team leader Chen Ran's mentality had collapsed. After he said these words, everyone knew in their hearts that Chen Ran was too risky.

Although they all want to run, they don't dare to try. Now everyone is also looking forward to Chen Ran's performance.

Chen Ran ran towards the door.

Just when I ran to the gate

Bang!

There was another sound of glass breaking.

Then the power was restored, and everyone saw Chen Ran, the leader of the design team, lying in a pool of blood.

The glass door was smashed by him, and the glass shards penetrated his forehead. The way of death was similar to Zhang Feng's.

At first, everyone expected this to be just a farce, but apparently it turned out to be true.

They all enter a script and must survive. If they violate the rules of the script, they must die.

Of course, if the plot goes as planned, many people will die.

At this time, Zhou Yang didn't know whether people from his company had entered the script, or people from the entire building, the city, or even the entire country had entered the script.

"Mr. Wang, it seems we need to go downstairs and call for rescue!"

Zhou Yang continued to perform according to the instructions of the script.

He didn't want to say this because he was going to die in the elevator, but he had no choice because he would die if he didn't go down.

Wang Qiang nodded: "Well, you and Su Jing can go down together, there will be someone to take care of you!"

Su Jing was named at this time, and her heart skipped a beat, because she would also die in the elevator.

"good!"

Su Jing could only agree. She had learned lessons from the past and did not dare to disobey the script's prompts.

Zhou Yang and Su Jing looked at each other, came to the gate, and saw the dead team leader Chen Ran lying on the ground.

Su Jing grabbed Zhou Yang's arm tightly and quickly passed through the door.

The two came to the elevator door.

There are six elevators in Zifeng Building. According to the script, he and Su Jing were going to enter the elevator, but it did not say which elevator.

Zhou Yang checked the script and realized that he too was going to be stabbed to death by glass.

Among the six elevators, one elevator has no glass!

Su Jing was about to press the elevator button, but was held back by Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang pressed the switch of elevator No. 5 and waited quietly for the elevator to come up.

Watching the elevator numbers rising one by one, Su Jing's heart jumped into her throat.

bite!

The elevator has arrived!

The elevator door slowly opened.