Chapter 3: Chapter 3 Horror Interviews
In Mandarin, Cantonese, Korean and Japanese, the pronunciation of the number 4 is similar to "death", so it is often considered an unlucky number. For example, some buildings do not have 4 floors or 14 floors. Hong Kong New Ferry does not have a name of 4 Taiwan does not have a license plate with a single digit of 4. When choosing a mobile phone number, we tend to avoid numbers with a suffix of 4.
I didn't believe in these idealistic things before, but that night, when I looked at the house number above my head, I fell into deep thought.
"Room 444."
The address on the small advertisement is completely correct, even I can't believe that there is such a place in Jiangcheng.
"Do you want to go in?"
It's like the game has reached the last level, and my mood is very complicated now.
The dark corridor has no end in sight, and occasionally you will step on dry and cracked rotten wood and insect corpses under your feet. What makes me more concerned is that this is the fourth floor underground, and the screen of the mobile phone is inexplicably black. Stopped working, I lost all security and had to face what was coming with my bare hands.
The gloomy and terrifying environment and the acrostic poems written by the old lady made me feel terrified, and the more I thought about it, the more afraid I became.
"If it's all just a prank or an alternative variety show, then the other party's handwriting is a bit too big, and I looked everywhere, and I didn't find cameras and obvious human traces. This doesn't seem to be a joke." Palm rested on the doorknob
, I imagined that when I opened the door, there would be more than a dozen cameras inside, and the host in suits and ties would give me a warm hug, holding a microphone and shouting: "Congratulations, Mr. Gao, for passing the test. This is for you." One million bonus..."
YY is happy, but reality is always sad.
"Creak", accompanied by the unpleasant sound of opening the door and flying dust, I entered the house.
"Is anyone there?"
Dim lights flickered overhead, the carpet gave off a musty smell, rotten tables and chairs were piled up in the center of the room, and four large characters were written crookedly on the innermost wall - Underworld Show.
There are no flashes, cameras, or unjustly dead ghosts with blood on their faces and heads hanging up.
Neither the best nor the worst, just an abandoned warehouse inside the door.
"Don't be careless. Since the address provided by Xia Qingzhi is true, this is probably the first scene where her brother was murdered. That is to say, I'm in a room where the murder took place." Gently closing the door,
suddenly The flickering light bulb exudes a long-lost light, and I feel a little at ease.
"Is anyone there?" The lights were on, but the furnishings in the house gave people the illusion that it had been abandoned for a long time.
I stepped on the tattered and damp carpet, feeling very strange, like stepping on bloody hair.
There was a groan from the floor under his feet, and one or two corpses of unknown bugs could be seen in the occasionally exposed holes.
All kinds of shocking words were engraved on the tables and chairs in the center of the room, and in some places there were long scars drawn by fingernails. It seemed that the people who had sat there had suffered extreme torture and pain.
Walking to the innermost part, the four large characters of the underworld show were painted on the wall with blood-red paint. It was nothing at first, but after reading it for a long time, I always felt that the words contained hideousness and weirdness.
"Ordinary pigments or paints will fall off in lumps after being left for a long time, and the color will become darker, reddish brown, which seems to be a characteristic of blood..." There is a small door beside the inner wall, search
outside To no avail, I pushed it away out of curiosity.
"Hiss..." The temperature in the room plummeted, I took a breath, and my body froze at the door.
There was a two-meter-long black tribute table in the not-too-big room, and three people sat side by side on the other side of the table!
They were dressed in formal attire, similar to the radio hosts I thought of before. The only thing that made me feel awkward was that all three of them had paper masks on their faces. At first glance, they thought they were three paper dolls.
"Are you here for an interview?" The man in the middle raised his head with a pause like a machine, his voice was hoarse and low, as if opening a rusty can.
"Yes, yes, I'm here for an interview." The three people in front of them couldn't figure out the details. They might be the murderer of Xia Qingzhi's brother. They must keep calm in front of such a cold-blooded murderer.
"I saw your company's advertisement by accident, and I am very interested in your underworld show. In the Internet age, I firmly believe that only innovation and seeking differences can achieve success, so I want to join you." To enhance persuasiveness, I also put small crumpled cards on the black tribute table.
"Interested?" The three looked at each other. I wonder if it was my illusion. The paper masks on their faces seemed to reveal a chilling smile.
"It's a coincidence that you found this place, but the anchor of the underworld show is not something that a living person can do." The masked man crossed his hands and propped his chin, "Can I ask you a few questions?" "Yes, of
course "I didn't change my face. I was expelled from the police academy a few years ago. With my forged resume, I almost ran all over the personnel departments of major companies in Jiangcheng. I have summed up my experience in dealing with interviewers. The questions they often ask, I I have also found template answers on the Internet.
With a mysterious confidence, I nodded with a smile: "You can ask."
"Name."
"Gao Jian."
"Do you have any relevant experience before? For example, have you ever broadcast live on other platforms?" "
I'm sorry, I I don't have similar experience, but I have a strong ability to communicate and adapt, and I am very suitable to be an anchor in terms of my personality." Seeking truth from facts, being honest about your shortcomings and emphasizing your strengths is one of the interview skills.
"That's right, but the anchors of the underworld show are different from the anchors of other platforms. We not only need to communicate with the audience, but more importantly, we need to protect ourselves and keep ourselves alive..." "Live..." When the
interviewer After saying this sentence, I found that things began to go beyond my control.
"That's right, it's very simple, just live." The man in the middle stroked the mask on his face, making the paper figurine show a strange expression: "There are countless legends hidden in our city, the thirteen steps of the deserted village and the abandoned school, Taking the last train of the dead, the erratic face in the early morning surveillance, the little girl in red who has been hovering at the door... There are too many similar legends, are they all fiction?" "Probably..." If it is
coming Before going here, I would say without hesitation: Yes, those are all made up.
"Wait, listen to what you mean, don't the anchors of our underworld show go to those places to search for material every day?!" "The
response is very fast, I appreciate you a little bit." Human beings can say, "
Don't you find it exciting to be active in the shadows of midnight and directly witness the most frightening horror in this city?" psychological needs." I dealt with the three people in front of me one after another, but my heart was already retreating.
To be honest, I don't hate watching horror movies, but if you want me to be the protagonist of a thriller, that's a completely different situation.
Just simply imagining that I have to turn over the coffin boards at night, pry open the door of the yin house, and maybe be chased by a bunch of spirits and ghosts, I feel uncomfortable all over.
"Ghost stories? No, no, it seems that you still haven't figured it out." The masked man propped his chin with his hands, and his gaze hidden under the paper figurine pierced me like a sharp sword: "Facts are always scarier than stories, I promise, The deepest despair you have ever experienced starts from the moment you know the truth." "
What do you mean?"
"The answer lies in this city, and you will become a witness in another world to witness the real horror "There was no joke in the masked man's words, his tone was rigid and dull, very depressing.
"It's not like a show..." I'm now 90% sure that the Underworld show is not a prank or a variety show, and I seem to have gotten myself into a big trouble.
The body leans back, and the desire to retreat arises.
But the masked man seemed to have known my thoughts long ago, and he didn't see any movement. The door creaked behind him, and he slowly closed it by himself: "Don't be nervous, your interview has just begun."
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