The world of ghost stories: Start by creating a laughing nightmare!

The bottle was not ordinarily unpleasant, and the sweetness of the mouth even made Fumio wonder if he had taken a sip of concentrated syrup.

The feeling of being so sweet that his mouth was numb made Fumio's throat feel a burning pain, and Fumio, who only wanted to moisten his throat, was almost killed by the drink.

"It's not something humans can drink!" said

Fumio, enraged, slammed the bottle to the ground, letting the sweet-smelling liquid flow across the floor.

Helpless, he stood still, calming his breath so as not to cause another sore throat like a knife.

In his anxiety, he suddenly saw a note under the bench where he was sitting.

As if seeing a lifesaver, Fumio hurriedly picked up the note, unfolded the folded edges, and examined its contents.

"If you want to live, you have to do what I say!"

"Don't drink those drinks in a sip, they will only make you lose too much water, save your energy, and be prepared for long walks

" "All the paths here are closed, only the safety stairs can be walked, which stretch all the way down"

In the direction of the downward extension of the stairs, there are five different levels of space partitions, and you can continue to go down after passing through each

floor" "The first floor is the space you enter, the second floor is the supermarket, the third floor is the slaughterhouse, the fourth floor is the bathroom, and the fifth floor is the end of everything" "

In the supermarket, no matter how tempting those things are, don't touch them, find your backpack, bring batteries and flashlights, and go downstairs!"

"The slaughterhouse will be full of things that will scare you, but they won't hurt you, you need to find a brand new hazmat suit here

" "Don't go to the fourth floor, even if you are hot in the suit, don't wash your face and hands, don't touch any water sources

!" "On the last floor, dodge all the monsters that want to kill you, and before you are completely transformed, enter the sanitization area, where our people will pick you up!"

After reading the contents of that piece of paper, Fumio felt that he had a little more hope, at least he wouldn't be scurrying around like a headless fly here.

"Go downstairs... Yes, go downstairs!"

Fumio put away his computer, put it on his back, thought about it again, put the notebook on the bench, and kicked it hard.

His kick was like kicking his boss in the face, and it was like kicking his former scumbag.

The broken laptop fell towards the track, crashing into the railroad tracks and falling into a pile of parts.

"Fuck you! Lao Tzu can go back alive, and he will definitely kick you in the face!" After

saying that, Fumio walked towards the safety staircase without looking back.

Pushing open the heavy green door, Fumio saw the space behind him, where only a dim incandescent lamp lit the safety staircase.

The design of the staircase was extremely unreasonable, steep and narrow, which made it a little difficult for Fumio, a person who did not exercise all year round.

His knees crunched against the stairs, and his osteoporosis made the journey extremely difficult.

After descending a dozen completely repetitive staircase partitions, Fumio felt that his initial ambition had been completely smoothed out by reality.

The thirst in his throat made Fumio cough incessantly, and he felt his heart beat frantically faster, as if he was about to have a myocardial infarction in the next second.

Just when he felt that he was not far from death, an iron door finally appeared at the end of the stairs.

Fumio almost came to the door by a fall, and it took all his strength to open the door.

Behind the door is a supermarket, and the shelves are neatly arranged.

And the row closest to Fumio is pure water, and various brands of water are placed in front of him, making him feel as if his throat has been moisturized...

"No... No, I can't be so stupid..."

Fumio insisted on not glancing at the drinks, and walked straight to the other area.

Following the signs on the shelves, Fumio quickly found the area for household appliances and a flashlight that looked okay.

He filled his computer bag with three flashlights, then filled the remaining area with batteries, and carried the extremely heavy bag to the other end of the supermarket.

Following the "safe exit" sign on the ground, Fumio walked out of the merchandise section and into the food section of the mall, where the richer and more enticing scent made him almost cry.

Whether it's a fast food restaurant or a stir-fry restaurant, a variety of dishes and soups are placed on the counter at this time, and the occasional phantom chewing sound can be heard.

"Hold back... When

the human body is dehydrated to a certain limit, it will temporarily cut off this unpleasant feeling, and increase the dopamine in the body a lot, so that the dehydrated person temporarily falls into a comfortable feeling.

Now Fumio is at that stage, he suddenly feels that his steps are full of strength again, his heart is no longer pounding, and even his mood is much better.

He quickly picked up his pace, carrying his heavy backpack, and walked to the entrance of the next flight of stairs.

The second flight of stairs is significantly different from the first, the site is wider, anti-slip measures have been made, and even the tread area of the steps has increased a little.

The steps made Fumio feel somewhat comfortable, and he felt that he could easily support himself to the last floor.

But comfort comes at a price, there are a lot more stairs on this floor than on the previous floor, Fumio has walked more than thirty partitions and has not yet come to the end, and his body is almost unable to hold on.

I don't know when it started, Fumio felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, without a drop of sweat, and he couldn't even squeeze out tears, which made his already dry eyes a little painful.

When I didn't pay attention to it, it was nothing, but once I noticed something wrong with my body, the uncomfortable feeling quickly spread to my whole body.

"Uhh

He wanted to turn on his phone and use the camera to see what he looked like, but before he could unlock the lock screen, he saw himself hidden in the black screen.

Fumio, whose face was already wrinkled, looked like a little old man who was about to die, his mouth had already cracked three blood grooves, and red blood foam was stained and smeared on his lips.

The eyes bulge out unnaturally, and the bones under the skin can be clearly seen on the cheeks.

"I... I'm going to die..."

"Boom.

Fumio passed out with his ununlocked phone and fell on the platform at the interval.

He didn't notice that the next floor was the entrance to the slaughterhouse.