Yuan Kong Apartment: There Is an Extra Door That Does Not Exist

The rent has skyrocketed, and Su Tang picks up the Yuankong apartment with a monthly rent of 300 yuan. The agent handed me a red-sealed check-in manual, turned around and disappeared, and the number immediately became empty. The seven rules of survival are written down in black and white. The three red lines on the title page hide traps. On the back cover, it is secretly written: Don't believe in rule 7. On the night of moving in, the non-existent door 407 appeared in the corridor out of thin air, and a constant knock on the door sounded on time at midnight. Beside her bed in the early morning, a line of rusty red footprints of children spread from the door to her pillow - that thing stared at her while she slept all night. A door-shaped golden mark is branded out of thin air on her wrist, which is her unique life-saving trump card. It can warn evil objects and reveal the truth hidden in the dark. What's even weirder is that the room captured in the cell phone video is not the same space as what can be seen with the naked eye. The wardrobe oozes red fabric, neighbors are being assimilated one after another, living hands grow on the back of the gray-clad administrator, and the text in the manual grows and updates itself every night. The third rule has deceived everyone: the so-called closing eyes to protect yourself is just to trap people's senses, and evil things only appear in blind spots of vision. The third attack at Zero Point is coming, it will not make a sound, it will only reach out directly. Su Tang gripped the video phone tightly, and the mark on her wrist felt slightly hot: This apartment is said to only live in twelve people, but the thirteenth one hiding in the cracks has long been everywhere.