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

"It's not the way to go on like this... Whether it's a collective hallucination, or a ghost haunt, sooner or later we'll all be wiped out..."

Chenta forced himself to calm down, because only in this way could he have a higher chance of surviving this accident.

"Everyone, let's stop arguing about the question of whether people are ghosts or ghosts, I think if this continues, we will definitely not find the possibility of asking for help. "

Then what do you say!"

the madman was still unconvinced, the old man was silent, the

couple was still comforting each other, and only another office worker was listening carefully to Chentai's speech.

"All we can do now is not to cross any doors that will disrupt the formation, no,"

Chenta said as he thought, slightly stuck.

He was about to reorganize his thoughts and continue when a light came from afar.

Several people who felt the light suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of the light.

The light swayed up and down, reflecting a pair of moving feet.

"Who are you?" Chenta

had expected to hear the voice of a janitor, but she didn't expect that the voice to be a young woman.

"We're travelers who got lost here...

"What passengers, I think you're thieves!" a

woman in old overalls walked up to the group.

Her makeup and hairstyle are out of step with her era, and she always feels very old-fashioned, as if she were from the last century.

"We're really not thieves, we just don't know where this is..."The

woman looked around Chenta carefully, as if seeing that his face was quite honest, and decided to believe him for the time being.

She pulled out a wad of registration forms from her coat pocket, the coarse ink-printed registration forms, which were very distinct to the characteristics of the times, and it was difficult to find the thin, brittle inferior paper now.

"Name!"

"Bundo Chenta..."

"Address." "

363 Kwau Wang Tong Street. The

woman frowned and paused, "Not from this city?"

"Yes, I'm a resident of this city..."

Chenta's eyes changed instantly, and she looked at the woman with some vigilance, as if she had turned into a skeleton ghost.

"Hurry up and get me out! If you don't go out, I'll call the police!" The

staff member didn't seem to want to entangle with them, and immediately wanted to coax them away.

Chen Tai couldn't wait to get out of here, and walked towards the door.

After taking two steps, he realized that the other people behind him were not following him.

He looked back and saw another version of himself, standing in the midst of the crowd, still talking something.

“...... Let's go upstairs first, there should be a train schedule. "

Why are you..."

Sata watched as the men walked upstairs with the other self, ignoring his own words.

"Sir, why haven't you left yet!" Chen

Tai looked back and found that there was an additional staff member behind him, a man, also wearing an old style of work clothes, but the same face...

Exactly like yourself.

"Boom!"

Chentai suddenly dizzy forward, his head collided with a hard object, and the illusion in front of him disappeared instantly.

When he woke up again, he found himself at the top of the stairs, and he was walking forward with the group.

"Are you alright?"

Chenta noticed that the object she had just bumped into seemed to be the metal handrail of the staircase.

"I'm fine... I tripped over the stairs. When

the people saw that he could still speak, they did not pay attention and went on their way.

Chenta's mind kept repeating the memories that didn't exist, making him feel a little upset.

When the team reached the office area on the second floor, they found that all the items were stacked together, as if there were still people working here every day.

At the entrance to the second floor, everyone found a shift schedule, which appeared to be the station attendant during the night shift.

"Oh, the age of this station is not young, and the 84-year-old duty schedule is still pasted on it. When

Mrs. Chen heard about this year, a doubt surged in her heart, and she hurriedly looked towards the duty schedule...

There were more than a dozen names on the duty schedule, and his name, Wentang Chentai, was impressively printed at the end.

The blue ink was as rough as the registration form he had just seen, the same rough as it was incomprehensible.

Although Chentai felt a chill all over her body, she didn't say anything and remained silent.

"Why is my name on it?" the

boy exclaimed when he saw his name.

Chenta heard the breathing of another office worker next to him also become heavy, and his eyes were also staring at the name on the duty schedule, and his expression was very ugly.

"Why

...""Maybe it's just a coincidence, Yuichi

, it's okay..."

The

boy's girlfriend kept comforting him, telling him that it didn't matter, but it was clear that the boy's worries hadn't eased.

Or rather, the guys whose names appeared on it were a little scared.

"Look for the driving watch and phone, don't look at it!" The

madman pushed everyone to continue walking, and Chenta and the others were forced to leave the strange duty schedule and walk towards the inside of the office.

The office promenade is not large, with only a few rooms.

They looked at the door number and chose a room called "Organizational Arrangement Office" and walked in.

There were six desks inside the house, some distance from each other.

Mrs. Chen didn't know how to arrange it, so she heard the madman say: "It's in a room, don't run around and you can't lose it, one table per person, it's just right!"

The

girl was the first to say yes, supporting the madman's proposal.

Chen Tai originally wanted to object, but the old man, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly stood up, "I agree... Otherwise, no one will be able to get out of this station tonight..."

Hearing this, Chenta felt like some kind of ominous prophecy, and instinctively glanced at the old man.

He found that the old man was also staring at him carefully, his eyes full of coldness.

Chen Tai blinked, not knowing if it was his own delusion, the old man's eyes had already turned away.

Chenta picked out the desk closest to her, picked up a bag of information, and took out a blue piece of printer paper.

"Registration Form for Night Visitors

" "Name: Bundo Chenta"

Chentai's eyes widened suddenly, but he didn't

make too many expressions, and looked at the information on the paper quietly.