On Friday night, Lin Mo received a job notice: Report to the 17th floor of the Times Office Building at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning.
All 8 people in the group replied "received". But the next day, only 7 came. The eighth person's avatar turned gray and his name turned into a string of garbled characters, as if he had never existed.
HR issued an employee code of conduct, with a supplementary clause in the appendix:
After entering the elevator, please stand facing the elevator door.
If someone smiles at you in the elevator mirror, close your eyes for three seconds.
Access to the stairwell is not allowed after 17:30.
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No one takes it seriously. Until the new colleague who was standing with his back to the elevator door playing with his mobile phone fainted in the elevator with a weird smile on his lips. The next day, his work station was cleared and HR said "he asked for leave."
Lin Mo started to memorize the rules. He found people missing, people lying, people sitting at empty workstations at three in the morning. He discovered the mezzanine between the 13th and 14th floors, where there was a woman who had been waiting for five years, and a diary, with the last page saying:
"The mezzanine is an examination room, not a restricted area. They are still there, don't believe them."
What's even more frightening is that he keeps receiving text messages from strange numbers, predicting the next person to die, the next rules to appear, and the next mirror where he will see Zhou Cheng - and Zhou Cheng is the eighth person who did not come to join the job.
