Night Shift Maintenance: the Weird Elevator I Repaired

I am Chen Mo, the only maintenance man in the city who dares to accept the midnight elevator maintenance policy. Everyone in the industry knows the rules: Don't repair old ladders late at night, don't explore shafts on rainy nights, and never touch the first floor in the early morning. Just because every old elevator contains an obsession that no one knows about and an old story that has been dusty for many years. Twenty years ago, my grandfather was a top elevator craftsman, but he mysteriously disappeared after a night of maintenance. He only left me a cowhide handbook filled with eighteen elevator taboos. Since then, I have traveled through the late-night shafts of hospitals, old communities, and abandoned office buildings night after night. The empty car is crazy overweight, stops automatically on an unoccupied floor, cries come from deep in the shaft, there are many figures reflected in the mirror, and there is a never-ending knock on the door on the first floor... What others are repairing is a mechanical problem. What I am cultivating is the elevator obsession that traps living people for half their lives and traps dead souls for several years. I originally just wanted to work and earn a stable living, but the more I cultivated, the more frightened I became: All the traces of weird elevators in the city, all taboo accidents, all remaining obsessions, All point to the night when grandpa disappeared! When all taboos in Article 18 are triggered, This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.