Chapter 4

The ghost claws entangled each other with their hands, obviously afraid. Yenuo smiled and smashed it in the mirror. But the smash only hit the table. The bronze mirror rolled like a pair of invisible hands and rolled away.

He was about to catch up when he suddenly felt something wrong with the floor.

The solid wood floor was just flat, but suddenly it fluctuated, as if some terrible creature were breathing under the floor. Between ups and downs, yenuo almost couldn't stand steadily. He quickly held the wall and looked at the strange scene in front of him.

After the floor fluctuated for some time, the room returned to calm again.

24 hours countdown, 22 hours left.

"It's cold." Yenuo felt a tingling all over. Since entering the management room, the temperature in the room began to drop. He was wearing only summer clothes. Now even his breath was covered with white.

The temperature dropped to about zero.

He covered his exposed arm with his hands and rubbed it constantly. The temperature was getting lower and lower. Soon, everything in the management room was covered with white frost.

What you see is a vast expanse of white.

Yenuo found a towel quilt from the bed and covered him. His long eyelashes were frozen, and his breath was frozen in the cold air around him.

"Where did the air conditioner come from?" He looked around. Finally found the source of the cold air.

A pair of blood red eyes hidden on the ceiling.

These eyes are small and difficult to notice. Occupying the plane of the ceiling, the big mouth under the eyes is full of fine fangs. His mouth is constantly spitting Yin Qi out.

"Die!" Yenuo found a stool and wanted to block the mouth with a quilt.

The big mouth giggled twice, and the flower boards all over the sky moved quickly.

After two chases, he stopped chasing. I can't catch up anyway. Yenuo continued to observe all around. The cold is still accelerating. It's ten degrees below zero now.

Exposed to extreme cold, he can't last long.

Yenuo is not in a hurry with a quilt. He walked around the management room. The big mouth on the ceiling was even more proud to see that this guy had no way to take himself. The fierce light in the blood red eyes was even worse.

The temperature is still falling.

From time to time, yenuo picked up things on the ground and hit it, and the big mouth monster dodged. But its pride didn't last long. Just as it dodged to the right side of the house again, suddenly, the whole body of the big mouth monster couldn't move any more. Like being nailed to death by something invisible, motionless.

"Got caught!" Yenuo smiled.

The big mouth monster on the ceiling kept spitting out cold breath, struggling desperately. But it still couldn't move. Directly below it, a mottled copper mirror reflected its figure. Countless translucent blood hands in the mirror hold it firmly.

Big mouth couldn't laugh anymore. It looked at yenuo in fear and approached itself.

Yenuo took the sledgehammer in his hand and carefully came to a position where the bronze mirror could not shine him in. Hard to the big mouth monster wheel down.

The monster roared with pain.

Hammer after hammer. The fragile ceiling was knocked down by yenuo. The big mouth monster screamed and couldn't hold his body anymore. The whole dark body was like a violent smoke, which was dragged into the bronze mirror by countless little hands in the mirror and disappeared.

The ambient temperature picked up at an alarming rate and soon returned to the normal temperature in summer.

"I've carried the second wave. I really don't know how many waves there are." Yenuo's mouth was curled, and he dared not neglect it. Who knows what more terrible and strange methods will be used to take his life in this terrible management room.

Suddenly, yenuo gave a 'eh'. On the ceiling he smashed, a hole suddenly appeared. The hole was swarthy, as if it were a passage.

"Trap, or chance to escape?" After thinking about it, yenuo decided to climb up and try.

He built a simple shelf with furniture and climbed into the ceiling with his hands and feet.

In yenuo's memory, the management room is located behind the lobby on the first floor of the "dark object Museum". You can see the big iron door through the window glass. This six storey building, each floor is very average, about 3 meters high.

The floor height of the management room is 2.5 meters. If the ceiling is 30 cm thick. The space above the ceiling is only 20 cm at most.

But unexpectedly, there is a mezzanine between the first floor and the second floor. Just pry open the ceiling and you can enter the mezzanine. The interlayer is about one meter and two high. Yenuo can only crawl on his knees.

Taking out his mobile phone as a lighting tool, he climbed a distance.

The interlayer is full of filthy and musty smell, which stinks. He estimated that he had climbed more than ten meters. Suddenly, the flash of his mobile phone shone on an object in front of him.

It's a body, a human body.

Yenuo frowned and climbed up. He saw that the body in a white T-shirt and black shorts had been ossified. White bone obviously died in pain, and there were special traces on the bones because of severe hunger.

This man was starved to death alive.

The more yenuo looked at the bone, the more familiar he felt. As if he thought of something, he quickly climbed forward, grabbed the middle finger of white bone's right hand and looked at it carefully.

There is a shallow notch on the joint of the white bone middle finger. Inconspicuous.

Take a breath at Norton at night. He realized a terrible thing.

The white bone in front of him was clearly himself.

The scar on the knuckle was accidentally hurt when he was a child. The clothes as like as two peas on his bones are as good as his present. After climbing into the ceiling, he was already dead. Somehow, I couldn't escape from the ceiling compartment.

Finally starved to death in it.

But how is that possible? If he's already starving. What's the matter with him now? Is this clearly what will happen in the future?

No, it's too unscientific. It even violates the basic laws of physics and time. Is it difficult that in this interlayer, supernatural forces can even manipulate time?

This interlayer turns the original linear time line into a messy space-time belt?

If so, I'm afraid this dark matter museum is much more terrible than I thought. How does this place exist?

Yenuo quickly calmed himself down and accepted the facts in front of him.

If you really continue to stay in the interlayer, I'm afraid you will really die as the white bone omen in front of you. When he turned his head, he was surprised again, and then smiled bitterly.

Behind him, the ceiling that was only ten meters away was smashed by him. I don't know when it disappeared.