C27 (1/2)
Opening the small door, there was a stench, and behind the door was the living room of Room 607.
And Room 607's bedroom was also connected to Room 605 and Room 604 in the same way.
The interior of these apartments had been opened up.
I couldn't help walking inside--the broken ceiling, the rotting carpet, the broken furniture.
”It hurts... So painful... ”My head …”
Maria's voice came out intermittently, and at the same time, there was the sound of fingers scratching on the carpet.
I looked around. There were scratches on the walls, on the floor, and on the abandoned dining table. Some were long, some were short, some were shallow.
The day Maria was scalded to the back of her hand by the boiling water, I saw that there were no fingernails on her hand.
Every time I hear an animal scratching at the wall, it's raining outside.
I thought of the time I opened the door to the stray cat and found it open and the scratching on the wall continuing.
Maria was the source of the sound. She was in this abandoned suite every stormy night, scratching at the walls with a splitting headache.
In the corner was a small, rusted bed with a mattress that had long since been eaten out of shape by rats, stained with urine and feces. The scratches on the wall beside the bed were even more intense, and the scraped walls were stained with dried blood.
The only big bed in Room 608 was Alpha's.
This was where Maria lived.
The smell of blood.
”Lina!”
I called a few times, but still no one answered.
A flash of lightning. I saw the body of the security guard downstairs — his head had been smashed through by a blunt object, and his eyes were staring in confusion. The wound had begun to rot, and there were two letters in his hand.
He was killed while delivering the message.
Something flashed at the far end of the room, and then there was light.
There was a light.
”Lina!” I hurried over.
The innermost room was supposed to be the bedroom of 604, and the light came through the crack in the door.
I twisted the door. It wasn't locked.
From a man-sized teddy bear to a merry-go-round, from a plastic gun to a castle model, toys fill the room. A pane of glass shone on the far wall of the bedroom.
There was a chair in front of the glass.
Opposite the glass is the washroom for 603, where Lina and I live.
So my family's mirror is a one-way visual glass.
A one-way glass is a thin layer of silver or aluminum on the surface of the glass. Such a glass does not reflect all the incoming light, but only the light on one side of the glass can pass through. In other words, it looked like an ordinary mirror from one side of the light, but it was transparent from the other side.
In the afternoon, while I was washing my face in the bathroom, I fell asleep without warning. Maybe Alpha was sitting here watching me at that time.
Maybe every night, he would sit here and observe Lina and I.
He observed my every move and Lina's, and watched me until late at night, when he found a gap to slip into my dreams.
I saw Lina holding onto a spear, leaning on the door with a face full of fear, and Alpha standing beside her.
”Lina! Lina! ” I shouted through the glass.
Damn it! I screamed, but she couldn't hear me.
”I killed someone …” Lina's voice trembled.
I don't know why, but I could vaguely hear Lina's voice. Perhaps not only this glass, but also the walls.
BOOM!
The thunder outside the window exploded without warning.
I remember the first time I saw Alpha, he said that he was afraid of thunder.
Maria also said just now that he was afraid of thunder.
But now, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. He didn't react at all.
Lina's arm was also injured, she did not care too much about Alpha's actions, but kept rubbing her face with her left hand — — Every time Lina was extremely nervous, she would rub her face with her hand.
”Call the police... Right, call the police first... ”
Lina picked up the phone, realising that the power had been cut, she couldn't dial.
”Stop hitting me, you won't want to go to jail.”
Different from Lina's panic, Alpha was terrifyingly calm: