At midnight, the third patrol was destroyed. A scream came over the intercom, then silence.
Evil spirits never directly kill people. They whisper, call your name, reveal your deepest secrets. They won't take your last breath until you are overwhelmed by your sins.
Chen Du is the captain of the fourth patrol team. The evil ghost called out his mother's voice. The evil ghost stood up from his shadow and asked Lu Chuan, who had been locked behind the door by him fifteen years ago: "Why don't you open the door?"
Old Wei, the night watchman of the shelter, gave him a broken piece of locust wood. Engraved on the front is "Don't Respond", which is how he survived for three years. Don't listen, don't think, don't respond, lock yourself in a room without windows. Engraved on the back is "turn back", which was the direction he had fled for fifteen years. The door handle of the iron door from fifteen years ago was cold and there were rust stains on the surface. Lu Chuan shouted from behind the door to close it, and he let go of his hand.
Now the door is open again. Behind the gray-green iron gate of No. 7 Middle School, in the last breath exhaled when Gate Zero closed, all the embers that were swallowed by the gate but were not transcended are there. Lu Chuan squatted deep inside the door, his gray hair dragging on the ground, waiting for him for fifteen years.
He had to go in before daybreak. Pick up what you have thrown away.
