Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

The mirror is so silently recorded.

When you change all kinds of gorgeous clothes in front of the mirror, when you tap on the keyboard next to the vanity mirror or the bookcase with glass, when you slide the phone under the window at night, these "mirrors" are watching you silently .

This feeling is as if there is a "person" in the mirror, which looks like your reflection, but it may be that another existence is imitating your every move.

Sometimes you type faster, maybe you will find that the "man" in the mirror has not kept up with your speed, but still shows a smirk exactly like you.

Sometimes you roll over on the bed with your mobile phone, but you may use the afterglow of your eyes to see yourself facing the window glass.

The mirror, since the moment it appeared in the world, has carried all kinds of mysterious rumours, one of which is to record what the mirror once reflected.

The mirror in the lobby of the villa should exist as a grooming mirror. I don't know how long it has been there, nor exactly where it was placed on weekdays. But in this nightmare world, this mirror seems to replace the old man with degraded memory, faithfully recording what has happened over the years.

Or happy, or lost, or sad, or ugly invisible...

Su Zimo was standing directly in front of the mirror, but his figure did not appear in the mirror. Only countless pictures passed by as fast as a hundred times fast forward. Even the old man in a wheelchair who did not know when it appeared in Suzi The position of ink side by side, as he quietly looked at the mirror in front of him with a pair of black holes.

The screen stopped again.

The hall was cluttered with many messy things. Three maids sat there holding mirrors and exchanged makeup ideas with some big-name cosmetics. The chubby chef was eating a greasy trotter, butler and The family doctor was counting the funds they had just recovered from the host’s home this month. There was only one laid-off person in comfortable casual clothes, and the two compressed biscuits were made into a mess with water next to him. go with.

[That old man is so quiet today. The housekeeper whispered while counting the money. [Actually, we have sealed the entrance on the second floor. It is not necessary to deliver meals so hard every day. Your kid is tossing about every day. ]

[Anyway, I will take the bowl back from the small hole at night, no matter whether it is eaten or not. ] The next man paused, [the food you prepared for him contained a lot of metal cans, he couldn’t eat it at all. ]

[Did he not eat the porridge you prepared? The doctor rolled his eyes. [It doesn’t matter anymore, the old man seems to have given up as well. The upstairs is always thumping on weekdays, but there is no movement today. ]

The picture in the mirror began to fast-forward again, but this time Su Zimo found that the speed of the picture was slowed down a bit, he could even see what these people do around the table every day, they are as comfortable as the villa owner, they When you go out, you will wear the servant's uniform carefully, but when you return to the villa, you will try on various bright and beautiful clothes.

They binged in the hall all night to get drunk, so they lay on the table and slept until noon the next day.

They piled up the paper tower with the deducted money, and can last longer than anyone else's paper tower.

They gathered around two ledgers every day, thinking about how to modify the clear ledgers to be more perfect.

Every night, they often take the futon to the living room and lie down on the dining table and around the dining table. It seems that there is deep unrest and fear behind the bustling and lively, and it will only slowly appear when the night is quiet. come out.

But it does not make people feel pitiful.

[The old man, how long hasn't been moving. ] When the screen stopped again, everyone sat around the table with some fatigue, [three days? Four days? Still a week? Why is there no movement at all on the second floor? ]

Listening to the housekeeper's question, everyone was silent.

[Don’t think, don’t care, don’t care at all! The family doctor shot it directly on the table, [You don’t have to worry about what happened to the old man, as long as everything is as usual! ]

[Dr. Sun, what if... what happens? ! ] The most timid of the next people may be the one who gave the old man the "porridge" before, and this time he also showed a fearful expression in the mirror, [we have to tell the old man he...]

[Snapped! ]

That person’s head was slapped directly, and then the family doctor said with fierce eyes: [If something really happened, if someone was told, then all of us here would lose their jobs. It's a poor planter who can't even pay the tuition for his son's kindergarten in the city! ]

[I……]

[But Dr. Sun, there is not much time left for us, we have to find a way, otherwise it will be too late. ] The housekeeper said, without waiting for the family doctor’s response, he began to carefully check the account book in his hand, and modified it with a pen, [I feel that they are not satisfied with the latest account book, and it is not as convenient as before. . ]

[I've thought about this for a long time. ] The voice of the family doctor came, [the old man’s study still contains some things that can be sold for money, don’t you always want to buy a good car for your wife? As long as we have a way to sell those things, there will be everything. ]

[This……]

Among all the servants, it seems that only the chef who is still in the big fish is the most calm.

But while the chef was holding a bowl of big noodles for a while, he suddenly found something stopped and then looked up at the ceiling.

[Ah ah ah ah ah! The next second, the black fat big-tonnage chef suddenly sat back in the chair, the chair leaned to the end, and the chef's head also directly hit the tiles in the hall.

Before the chef had time to scream, he shouted and said, "It's blood!" is blood! There is blood dripping! ]

[Ah ah ah ah ah! ] The three maids also screamed instantly.

Although Su Zimo couldn't see clearly what was dripping, he seemed to feel a pool of dark color on the ceiling, drop by drop of blood falling from above and dripping into the chef's noodle bowl.

The picture began to fast-forward again, and Su Zimo found that the dining table that was originally regarded by the servants as a base began to become uninterested, and almost no one dared to sit at that dining table again, even if occasionally passing by was in a hurry, from time to time Will glance at the ceiling.

Family doctors and housekeepers occasionally throw old books on the table like garbage, and then take pictures with film cameras.

Su Zimo also noticed that the black fat cook seemed to be scared and stupid because of what happened before, and only he dared to hold an empty bowl and sit in the place where he had sat before, in a foolish and crazy situation. Like trying to catch the rain falling from the sky, keep moving the bowl in your hand.

Occasionally, there are servants, everyone looks very pale, with some scary dark circles, even if the three maids cover the dark circles with the whitest foundation, it just makes themselves more pale and scary.

[I heard the sound! I heard the sound! ] When the picture ended again and fast forward, Su Zimo saw a man kneeling pale on the dining table, [I heard the sound on the second floor, he is still alive! Still alive! ]

[really? Are we not guilty? We are not murderers? ] The maid also showed an ecstatic expression, flashed through the mirror picture, and walked out, [we can see the light...]

[what happened? ] It was found that the maid's voice stopped abruptly, and the figure of the housekeeper also appeared on the edge of the picture.

[Door... will not open! ]

[How can it be? You let go, let me try! ]

[Boom! ]

Although Su Zimo couldn't see the picture, he could easily hear from the sound that a group of people were trying to break through the door, but it was useless for a long time.

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! ] A sudden burst of laughter came from the mirror, [It’s retribution! It's retribution! We locked the old man, but now we are locked, ha ha ha ha! Retribution! ]

[Crazy one more... I'm not so easy to admit defeat! ] The housekeeper's voice also became a bit fierce. [Sometimes, I finally got the money, how could I admit defeat! Break me the window! ]

The popping sound kept coming from the mirror, and sometimes the housekeeper shouted angrily at the failure of breaking the window.

At this time, the time in the mirror started to advance slightly. Although the speed was not particularly fast, Su Zimo could obviously feel the light in the hall from day to night. Those who broke the window even forgot to light the candle. The picture in the mirror is almost dark.

Seeing this, Su Zimo wanted to understand some things.

When the housekeeper said for the first time that the old man upstairs disappeared, the old man in a wheelchair beside him may have passed away, perhaps because he was older, or because something happened on the second floor, but more Because he was blocked on the second floor and no one was taking care of him, he could only rely on some non-nutritious food... even he might not be able to eat those foods.

The reason why the next people heard the movement from the second floor again was probably because the old man had returned to the villa in another form of nightmare.

As a result of being trapped during his lifetime, or even in captivity, he blocked the doors and windows of the entire villa, allowing the housekeeper and other embezzled people to be completely locked in this villa without any way out.

This is why Su Zimo before they could open the blockade on the second floor, but they could not pry off the blockade in other parts of the villa, because there is a difference between human and non-human.

[The phone is completely unavailable, bastard! ]

[Chef, cook, fool, don’t you want to cook, do you want us to starve to death? ]

[Butler, since the chef was stupid, he hasn’t gone out to buy food. The food in the villa doesn’t seem to be enough. ]

[There is always a way to get out, and we’ll smash the walls of this villa before the big deal! ]

[Useless, butler. I tried it, and didn’t even leave a hole, it was like a ghost! ]

[Pooh! ]

Su Zimo listened to the sound from the mirror. He did not intend to move the mirror to find those who spoke, because he felt that he had no need to remember the faces of those people.

The light and shadow in the mirror began to change again. Su Zimo knew that every change in light and shadow represented the past of the day.

When the picture stopped again, the housekeeper, family doctor and other servants returned to the table in a long-lost manner. Except for the silly black fat chef, everyone looked thinner and their eyes looked blankly. Sitting around the dining table, there was a small bowl in front of everyone, which was a batter of compressed biscuits.

The cheap food originally prepared for the elderly eventually became the only life-saving straw they could find in this villa like an island.

[What exactly do you want to do. ] The housekeeper didn’t move the spoon, just looked up at the ceiling, and seemed to want to talk to someone on the second floor, [If you want to retaliate us, come and retaliate us! Why just trap us here, why do nothing? ]

[Wow! ]

The housekeeper's words just fell, and suddenly there was movement in the utility room deep in the corridor on the other side.

The pale and bloodless family doctor left the seat stiffly, and then retrieved a banner from the direction of the sound, which read: Happy Little Princess Twelfth Birthday!

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Yeah, it's almost May 15th! ] The housekeeper cried out with a smile, [Do you know when this banner was? It was two years ago! Two years! Your family members have not been here for two years! You ‘beep—’ but force us to prepare a banquet every year, even if you die? ! ]

The housekeeper didn’t move, they just let the banner sit there, and they sat around the dining table for a whole day without lighting candles, so they sat from day to night, even sitting in the middle of the night like a dummy, like The shadow hidden in the darkness.

It's like the shadows that experienced trainers saw when the hall was darkened.

After a few days of the picture, I don’t know if it’s May 15th. The housekeeper and other people seem to be crazy suddenly. They put on their cleanest and decent clothes, and the maids painted the most exquisite for themselves. Even the driver put on a long-lost uniform hat, everyone had a strange smile on his face, and just started to dress up the villa that I didn’t know how long it was closed.

They put the most precious porcelain in the villa on the dining table, and the silver candlesticks were wiped by the maids as if they could shine.

There shouldn’t be much leftover food in the villa, but they still put the last meat in various porcelain dishes, and then used the biscuits of compressed biscuits to re-press them into various shapes of pastries stacked together, plus some actual The snacks on the countertop seemed to be similar to the final dinner prepared by the practitioners.

However, they opened the remaining wine in the villa and they poured it into four exquisite glasses.

They lit a lot more candles in the hall than before, making the whole hall look brighter than usual during the daytime, just like the hall seen by Su Zimo and other practitioners.

After finishing everything, the housekeeper took everyone away from the mirror picture, so calm that Su Zimo, who was watching, felt terrible.

He could feel that no matter how crippled these people were, they were really mad at this moment.