Chapter 163

There was some agitation in the screening hall. Even though the light was dim, the sound of whistling was still heard. For the audience, not only did they not expect the "live burial" premiere to be so lively, but also did they not expect the premiere to be full. There were a small number of audience behind it who could not enter the venue. This was too rare for the independent film which lacked publicity and gimmicks, so that everyone was excited.

Rodriguez can't help but get upset because he clearly knows that the film is on the right track from the first shot. If these people continue to make noise, they will miss the next important shot. Nervous, nervous and expectant emotions mixed together, fist clenched and loosened, finally did not hold back, suddenly stood up and yelled, "quiet, please keep quiet! The film is about to start. Would you please be quiet? "

After that, Rodriguez sat down again, his heart pounding against his chest. It was so bold. But unexpectedly, the agitation in the screening hall really began to subside - Canadian politeness really deserves its reputation.

Gavin really watched the title of the film, but he didn't know any company in it, and he didn't even know its name. It's an independent film by Miao Hong. After the opening, the big screen fell into darkness. Gavin adjusted his posture and entered the viewing state. Ten seconds later, there was silence; Twenty seconds passed without sound; Thirty seconds later, it's still like this

Gavin looked from left to right. Did the film go wrong? Or is there something wrong with the projection equipment? At the end of the opening, there is no movement in 30 seconds. It's just a still picture - and it's still a black screen. It looks like a screening accident! This, how is this possible?

Although "buried alive" is an independent film, but the organizers do not pay attention to it, even there are screening accidents, which is too bullying!

Gavin felt a little aggrieved and called it unfair for the "buried alive" crew. There was no sound in the screening hall, but it was obvious that the audience began to have doubts. Everyone looked left and right. The trivial noise from the friction of clothes and seats spread slowly in the dark, and the restless mood was breaking the state of watching the film.

"Hoo." There was a breath in the projection hall, not loud, but weak with some depression.

Gavin's first reaction was that his fellow journalists found something and quickly looked left and right. However, they found that everyone was looking left and right. Then, the faint breath sounded in his ear, as if someone was sticking to Gavin's ear. It was dull, struggling and painful. Gavington was stunned. His muscles were stiff in the same place. Slowly, slowly, he turned his head and looked at the motionless screen. Was the sound coming from the surround sound?

The oppressive breathing began to struggle, and the oppressive cough was mixed with the shortness of breath due to anxiety, which firmly grasped Gavin's attention. Not only Gavin, but all the audience were quiet. In the dark, they could only hear the sound of breathing. The surging darkness was like an invisible rope, which tied everyone firmly to the chair. Their muscles were fixed. Then they opened their eyes and stared at the screen, Trying to find some clues from the dark.

But they failed.

In the panic of breathing, his body began to bump around and make a dull sound, just like the devil was struggling. Gavin only felt his heart was held in the palm of his hand, slowly tightened, and then tightened. The deadly fear quietly grasped his ankle. The cold touch made Gavin shiver involuntarily. He tried to move his body, But I find it hard to move - just like the breath in the dark, trapped in a narrow space, the result of left and right collision is just bruised, the picture in my mind becomes vivid with the panic and rapid breath in my ear.

Thirty seconds, a full thirty seconds, Gavin's eyes widened, motionless, as if time had stood still on him.

"Wipe, wipe." The sound of the lighter hitting the flint made Gavin hold his breath. The weak light of the fire lit up the embarrassed left eye. The panic, fear, hesitation, surprise and uneasiness in his eyes were flickering in the uncertain light of the fire, and he pinched Gavin's throat.

The rapid breathing is pounding the heart hard. The fire light tries to support the thick darkness and faints little by little. Then you can see the mouth bound by dirty cloth, the hands bound by hemp rope and the two hands holding a lighter awkwardly to disperse the surrounding darkness and present the whole world to the audience - this is a wooden box, A wooden box the size of a coffin, a wooden box that imprisons a man in a narrow space.

The man began to hit the plank with his elbow and the wall with his shoulder. The whole man struggled desperately. The faint spark of the lighter began to shake because of his strength. The sense of urgency of hanging on the line made Gavin want to crack.

All of a sudden, the fire went out, accompanied by Gavin's breath and all the noise in the movie theater.

In the panic, the man anxiously tried several times, then turned on the lighter again, and then used every part of his body to collide fiercely, trying to escape. At this time, he quickly pulled off the cloth tied to his mouth, leaving a deep red mark on his cheek. "Keke... Keke..." he tried to say something, but he seemed to lose his ability to speak, and finally could only utter a monosyllabic, "ah!" He is calling, calling for rescue, calling for help, calling for the same kind“ Ah

He couldn't even shout out the word "help". He was like a newborn child, brawling and colliding blindly and rashly, returning to the original state and rushing forward with the instinct of the beast. However, this more and more set off the embarrassment and pain of the trapped animal. All his strength was released, but it had no effect, Let all the struggles and efforts just now look so ridiculous.

Gavin was staring at the big screen with his eyes wide open. He even forgot to blink. He watched the man on the screen struggling to death. His cold fear began to climb up slowly from his ankles. It seemed that even his blood could feel the piercing cold, but he couldn't move. He was pressed on the chair and watched, I'm afraid I miss any moment, even if it's just a breath.

There is no line, no extra plot. The close-up shows the cramped and oppressed space completely. At the same time, it also puts men's emotions under the magnifying glass. The suffocating depression, the chaotic impatience and the hopeless helplessness burst out completely under the fire, firmly grasping every emotional change of the audience. Gavin has lost his ability to think, and now the only thought in his mind is: help! Who can come and save this man?

The man finally found a trace of reason, using the nail in the corner, cut the hemp rope on his hand, and liberated his hands; Then light up the surrounding space slowly with a lighter and look at your environment - this is a coffin, a crude coffin. He began to try his best to lift the lid on his shoulder, but the attempt was in vain. The coffin didn't seem to move, and his efforts were nothing more than ants shaking the tree.

Anger to the extreme, pain to the extreme, despair to the extreme, the fire, once again extinguished, the world back into darkness.

In the dark, he roared and screamed, punched and kicked the walls around him, and let out his inner grievances. But at the end of his anger, helpless despair began to attack his heart. He even had no choice but to laugh. After laughing to the extreme, he turned into a cry. He bit his lower lip to death, and the angry cry was suppressed in his chest, It reverberates in a dull way.

Chanel's pupils dilated to the extreme, her heart seemed to have lost its movement, even the flow of blood could not be felt, so she looked at the big screen still, stupefied, numbly, there was nothing on the black screen, even the outline of the characters, but she could really feel the mixed emotions, As if she was trapped in the coffin, horror mixed with fear, despair mixed with bitterness, even if her head was broken and blood could not break out of the daze, dragging her to the abyss of hell.

She had expected, curious and imagined what the "buried alive" movie would look like, but the fact was that it was only the first ten minutes, from one darkness to another, and there was no line except roar. The sense of reality that her life was in danger severely defeated all her defense lines, and she could not react at all.

She didn't want to miss a second of such a movie.

The shaking sound of the telephone broke the silence in the darkness. The blue light flickered in the darkness, flickering, then flickering, and shaking tirelessly at the man's feet, which not only awakened the loveless man, but also awakened every audience in the projection Hall - in a flash, even all the audience sat up straight at the same time, Looking at the big screen curiously and eagerly, why is there a mobile phone there? Can this be a chance for men to escape? Who is calling at this time? How will the story develop next?

The man tried to get the mobile phone, but it was not easy for him to get it at his feet. After a lot of effort, he finally kicked it up with the tip of his foot. He quickly picked up the mobile phone, which is an old straight mobile phone. It seems that it has been some years. Open the screen, But suddenly I was in the same place - because the screen of my mobile phone is Arabic.

Arabic?