Chapter 1

He's falling.

The heavy darkness, with cold silence, rushed to his mouth and nose like a tide. The sense of suffocation was crushing his chest, and the stillness drowned his breathing and shouting.

There is no escape.

The heart was wrapped up powerlessly and fell like an iron stone, and the last breath of pulsating life was finally pulled away. Then, all the sounds and colors went away slowly. The endless darkness seemed to bewitch him to sleep forever. The eternal silence gently unfolded his arms to embrace him and whispered in his ear:

"stay..."

Mo Yimeng opened his eyes, panting in a hurry and silence, and half narrowed his eyes because of the dazzling light.

The light and thin cloth was wet with sweat on the back, and the cold feeling was directly transmitted to the nerve from the back.

Is this dream again

Mo Yi straightened up slowly. The stiff pain spread from his neck. He blinked slowly. After getting used to the dazzling white light, his eyes focused again.

He was stunned by the sight before him, which was an empty classroom.

An ordinary, old school classroom. The blackboard on the wall is not very clean. In the corner, you can see the traces of shallow chalk. There are several mathematical formulas written in the middle, while the corner of the blackboard is scrawled with simple graffiti, which seems to be a deformed bird at a glance.

Wooden tables and chairs are arranged in neat order, each of which is piled with hills of papers and exercise books. The walls around are painted with white paint, and on them are pasted with big words "208 days before the college entrance examination".

The energy-saving lamp on the top of the head makes a zizzling sound.

The whole classroom is filled with strange silence.

…… What's going on? Where is he?

Mo Yi frowned and racked his brains to recall - but it seemed that his memory was interrupted. He only remembered that he was at home, because he was too sleepy and fell asleep accidentally, but Why did he wake up in an empty classroom?

He looked down at the table on which he was lying. He saw simple graffiti carved on the wooden desk with a knife. The scrawl written by oil pen and pencil was covered with each other. There was an exercise book on it. A pen without a pen cap was lying on the side. The elegant handwriting was interrupted in the middle of writing.

He wiped the handwriting lightly, leaving a light blue ink mark on his finger belly.

Only then did Mo Yi realize the source of his sense of disobedience.

In this classroom, it seems that everything is only half done, as if the teacher and students suddenly evaporate at the same time.

He got up in a panic.

His back waist hit the corner of the table, and the sudden pain rushed up his back. He attacked Mo Yi's numb senses because he had been sitting for a long time, which made him wake up.

The book at the top of the stack rocked with his movements and then fell.

Mo Yi made a move and bent down to pick up the book.

I saw the title page in soft handwriting: "senior three class 3, Zhao Qiulan.".

He was moved.

Just then, outside the door suddenly came the noise from afar, vaguely as if someone was arguing. Mo Yi is surprised, conveniently put the exercise book back on the table, and then strides out.

Opening the door of the classroom, an uncomfortable, humid smell came to my face, as if it was a musty smell in the room that would not clear up for months. There was no wind in the stagnant air, and it was stifling in my heart.

Mo Yi followed the sound and walked past.

Under the dim light at the end of the corridor, the shadowy figure finally became clear. Mo Yi glanced at it roughly and found that there were 11 or 12 people here.

The voice became clearer.

It was a husky man's frantic roar Who the hell are you? Where the hell is this?? I'll call the police if you don't say so! "

The confusion was mixed with the low sobs of the girls.

Suddenly, a person standing on the edge of the crowd raised his head, looked at Mo Yi with a torch in his eyes, and then raised his voice and said, "new man? Here. "

After that, he raised his left hand and put the cigarette in his mouth between his fingertips. The smoke from his mouth blurred the outline of his face.

Then he lowered his voice and added in a tone of half sarcasm and half Indifference: "tut I hope you don't have the same psychological quality as that person. "

“……”

Mo Yi's heart suddenly has an ominous premonition.

He quickened his pace and walked past. Before he could say anything, he only heard a beautiful female voice: "Hello, welcome to the big live escape game - stay alive."

The girl's voice is very beautiful. If the scene is not in this dead and strange campus, people will even feel very happy, but here There are no other adjectives to express except weird and penetrating.Just now, the man who roared and questioned was like a big enemy. His pale face was soaked with sweat. He whirled in panic and threatened the air loudly: "what kind of program group are you? I'll tell you! You're breaking the law! Believe it or not, my lawyer is suing you for bankruptcy

Br: > "the only time you're still alive on campus seems to be that you're still alive for 5 hours.

Here are the tips for you: 933, Yan Wuzu, 712, fog nameless.

Have a good time. "

When he finished speaking, he did not wait for others to react. Suddenly, a blue countdown appeared in the air outside the window: 4:59, shining an ominous light in the dark.

There was a strange silence in the air.

The unknown premonition came true.

Mo Yi looked at the scene coldly.

I don't know how to spit in my heart.

Although he likes to play horror games, he never thought he could experience it in 3D one day.

It's not a damn match for his major.

At this time, a girl who looked no more than 23-4 suddenly stepped forward and reached out to grab the cuff of the man who had just called Mo Yi. There were tears on her pretty face. She looked pitiful. She trembled in her voice and said, "brother Well, what's going on? It's a joke, isn't it? Please tell me

The man indifferently shook off her hand, looked up at the crowd and said, "this is not a joke. If you die here, you will die in the real world. I suggest you take the hint seriously and think about it. Maybe it can save your life."

After that, he pinched his temple impatiently. Although his voice was eight degrees lower, the anxiety that could not be hidden in the voice line penetrated out: "let's separate groups, two or three people together, to find clues, to see if we can find something related to the hint. Maybe we can hold on."

The man and the two people around him obviously knew each other. He nodded to the other two, and they took the lead to go out. The rest of the crowd also looked at each other, began to look for people to form a team, the scene became a bit chaotic and noisy.

Mo Yi stands in the same place, frowning slowly, and his thoughtful eyes fall out of the window.

From his point of view, there was no light outside the window except for the fluorescent numbers in the air.

The thick darkness like an entity wrapped the whole building firmly. The teaching building is like an island floating in the boundless darkness, just like It's like a grave.

This strange metaphor flashed through his mind like lightning, and suddenly there were almost no signs, which startled him.

Mo Yi shook his head with some self mockery, as if to throw this unknown idea out of his mind.

Suddenly, someone pulled his arm. Mo Yi was stunned and looked at him.

He saw a man with a gentle face standing beside him. His face was a little cramped. Seeing Mo Yi looking at himself in doubt, he quickly showed a slightly restrained smile:

"Hello, that Shall we form a team? "

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