Something Is Wrong with My Neighborhood

Xu Ji is just an ordinary programmer, and it is common for him to work overtime until midnight. Until that night, the elevator stopped at the 4.5Th floor. The door opens, and there is half a floor outside. There is a brand new "4.5" Floor sign on the wall. In the darkness, there is a pair of black cloth shoes with the word "Longevity" embroidered on the upper. From that day on, something started to go wrong in this old building where I had lived for two years. The elevator moves by itself. The shadow in the mirror moves slowly. There was a woman crying in the wall at midnight. Zhang Fan, the roommate's brother, sleeps less and less. Su Yunyi, the illustrator upstairs, has a sketchbook full of magic circles that shouldn't appear. He checked surveillance, news, and blogs from seven years ago. The more I checked, the more I discovered that something had been going on in Jinghe Community, but someone had suppressed the news. It wasn't until the black mist enveloped the whole building that he realized: some things were not hallucinations caused by staying up late. And the person wearing black cloth shoes seemed to know him. "You look so much like that person from thousands of years ago."