Night Shift at 3:33 A. M.

My name is Su Wan. I was transferred to the night shift after three months of employment. On the first night of overtime work, at 3:33 in the morning, the printer spit out a piece of paper with seven rules printed on it: after 3:33 in the morning, the elevator only stops on the 1st and 8th floors; don't look in the mirror; someone calls your full name late at night, don't look back... I thought it was someone's prank, until the elevator stopped on the 17th floor that didn't exist, until the "other me" at the work station stood up and smiled at me. In this building, the longer you work overtime, the heavier your work badge is. Paper figures lined up to clock in late at night, waiting to be "recruited"; in the account book of the finance office, each employee had a line: Xiao Li, with a remaining life span of 612 days, which is equivalent to a year-end bonus of 24,000. Lou bought a person's life for less than forty yuan a day. The man who led me out of the gate, Gu Yan, called himself a "night tour guide." He had been dead for three years, but his fingers were still warm. The code is updated every day, but Lou is changing it and lying to me. I am the only one who remembers the original text—I have a photographic memory, so you can't lie to me. Rule 0 has been painted out in ink: Don't believe anything outside the rules, including this one. I don't believe in fate, nor do I believe in this building. I'm going to tear the code out piece by piece and rewrite it in a way that I can survive.