Chapter 4: World collapse

Su Zimo carrying the bag was the last to leave the room.
The hotel corridor outside the room also looks a bit different from before.
From entering this nightmare world, the old and yellowish wallpaper in the hotel corridors and the dark red carpet on the floor gave a feeling of depression and uncomfortable feeling, but after leaving the room, the hotel corridor in Su Zimo's vision changed again It's even more weird.
The corridor of the hotel seems to be a large "back" shaped corridor, because at the beginning Su Zimo spent more than ten minutes to complete the lap and returned to the elevator that was no longer available.
The broken mirrors still hang on the walls of the corridor, some are round, some are square, embedded in the rusted European metal frame, reflecting the fragmented mirrors of the practitioners.
There is a distance between the broken mirror and the broken mirror. There are lit white candles and the same rusty candlesticks.
What made Su Zimo and other practitioners feel weird is that the old and dusty wallpaper is more broken than before, and some of the wallpaper has even peeled off the wall, revealing the dark and dark wall of the color that cannot be distinguished by the candlelight.
Maybe it's black, maybe it's crimson.
Also, the candlelight that was originally dim and dark seemed to become even darker after they left the shelter! The unknown wind blew through the almost closed corridor, the weak candlelight was blown by the wind, and the candle shadows on the walls shook like ghosts.
"Changed, darkened?" Although Han Ling's feet only twitched, he still limped while walking, clenching his teeth to catch up with the speed of the team.
"But all the candles were not extinguished, and they were barely visible before and after." Su Zimo held his glasses, making sure that the darkening of the corridor was not an illusion.
The good news is that the darkness that can "eat people" does not immediately follow them, so although Su Zimo walked in the corridor counterclockwise as before, they were much slower than they were at the beginning, which also made Han Ling And the timid male student had a chance to breathe.
As he walked along the broken corridor, Su Zimo could feel Qi Xiaomin around him looking at himself from time to time, to be precise, looking at the oversized mountaineering bag behind him. It can be seen that this "veteran" who has experienced the world of two nightmares still minds Su Zimo's "shun" walk of the old vase in the refuge.
"I want to go home..." The male student who was beaten by Zheng Ming with a wooden stick all the way was crying, and he was afraid to look at the walls on both sides, just like the ghosts hidden in the reflections of the wallpaper and candlelight.
"We all want to go home." Qi Xiaomin sighed and said with a wry smile, "The trainers who entered the nightmare world seem to be randomly selected, without any conditions, no signs, and no one even knows the nightmare world and the trainers. Why it exists is like a nightmare coming and everything can only be considered bad luck."
"This kind of selection is not fair at all." The stumbled Han Ling refused Qi Xiaomin's help with a very heavy expression.
"There is no fairness in the nightmare world, just stay content and happy. Compared to other nightmare worlds I experienced, this task is a simple level." Zheng Ming snorted while pushing the male student forward, "Just complete With this mission, you will get basic nightmare points. The next time you enter the nightmare world, you will not be as uncomfortable as you are now."
Su Zimo was at the end of the team from the beginning. He could feel Zheng Ming's bad temper, bad personality, and some uncomfortable behaviors and sights. But for newcomers entering the nightmare world for the first time, Zheng Ming has at least fulfilled the most basic obligations of seniors to lead newcomers.
Although he does not want to think about the bad side of human nature, Su Zimo believes that there are seniors who are worse than Zheng Ming.
It was also at this time that Su Zimo suddenly noticed something in the corridor-it was a hotel cart covered with yellowish white cloth. In Su Zimo's impression, this cart seemed to be a hotel The cleaning staff used to replace bedding and some supplies in the bathroom.
In the zigzag corridor, it seems that such a cart is parked in every section, but before these carts were parked neatly against the wall, they are now crooked in the middle of the corridor.
Coupled with the fact that Su Zimo had harvested several "commodities" in the washroom of the refuge, he naturally paid attention to the metal cart kicked by Zheng Ming.
Walking at the end, Su Zimo lifted the dusty white cloth, and she saw some familiar six-piece wash sets and rolled paper on the top layer of the cart! It's a pity that more than half of the packaging has been broken and there is no remarks available for sale, so Su Zimo only found two complete sets of toiletries and a roll of paper, and all his brain was thrown into his oversized backpack. .
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
Because Su Zimo didn't cover up his movements, Zheng Ming, who was always alert to the darkness behind him, saw Su Zimo's inexplicable move as he turned around!
What the hell?
Although every experienced person hopes to be able to take away something from the nightmare world. But what they hope to take away is a weapon capable of fighting ghosts and protecting their props, not the six-piece hotel washcloth...
Not cheap roll paper!
Zheng Ming had reluctantly told the lagging newcomers that it would cost a very, very precious nightmare point to take things out of the nightmare world... so he couldn’t figure out why anyone would want to take the roll paper go? !
Then... is it really roll paper?
"Are you sick?! Neuropathy?!" Zheng Ming looked at Su Zimo, who was the best among all the people he met. Some jealous of this young man's good skin, he also made fun of each other. fool.
"Maybe it will be useful later." Su Zimo pulled the slightly stiff corner of his mouth, and finally gave up. His eyes behind the glasses looked at Zheng Ming calmly.
It is his own business to do something inexplicable, as long as he does not drag the back of the team, it has nothing to do with anyone in the team.
For other practitioners, these toiletries and rolled paper are just useless garbage.
But for Su Zimo, these things are probably related to his remaining life, which makes him not to care too much about the sight and views of others.
"..." Zheng Ming seemed to want to say something, but in the end just snorted coldly, and turned and kicked the little fat man in front of him, "What a nightmare increase in number, if you want it to have a ghost!"
Although the darkness behind was still invisible, everyone felt that darkness was just around a corner behind them, so no one was willing to stop for insignificant things, even Su Zimo who was walking in the end was a little bit Speed ​​up.
The speed of the whole team is actually not fast, but Su Zimo's feeling at the moment is the same as the vegetative who has been sleeping for four years and woke up to participate in the marathon. His body began to be tired, but he could feel his constant body from fatigue. Recovery can be considered as more than a disadvantage.
"Mr. Su, your backpack... isn't it heavy?" Qi Xiaomin, who was supposed to be at the forefront, slowed down and walked beside Su Zimo. She seemed to want to ask about the six-piece set of paper rolls and washing, but in the end The question of export is still turning around.
"There is no weight." Su Zimo nodded slightly, and the extremely thin silver chain on the frame wobbled lightly, speaking very sincerely.
Perhaps it is because the mountaineering bag produced by Ayuyuyu is different. This label says that it can hold 60L items. After Suzi ink installed several sets of toiletries and roll paper and stuffed a vase, it still did not. Any change in weight.
Su Zimo also secretly clutched the backpack behind him, really only the weight of the backpack itself.
"The candle was blown out!"
As Han Ling yelled, everyone who looked back saw that the depth of the hallway from them started to fall into darkness because the candle was blown out!
They did not go the wrong way, nor did they go in the wrong direction, the darkness really followed them all the time.
"Speed ​​up!" Zheng Ming squeezed the wooden stick in his hand and kicked away the little fat man who had been pushed forward. He rushed to the front. "If you are afraid of being eaten by the ghosts in the dark, give me start running!"
Needless to say, Zheng Mingduo said that all the trainers in the team have accelerated their pace, no matter how tired they are, they gritted their teeth and ran forward. At this time, the most painful thing is the female publicist Han Ling who still has no pain in her ankle.
It is clear that they are in a zigzag corridor, but each corridor is too long. Judging from the countdown of blood engraved on the right hand of the experienced practitioners, it takes them four or five minutes to complete the quarter of the road!
The wallpaper on the wall twice began to peel off at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the nearly dark inner wall of the wallpaper spread like a large area of ​​blood. Su Zimo even saw dust falling from the corridor ceiling.
That feeling...
It's as if the entire corridor is gradually collapsing and collapsing.
And the rate of collapse is still accelerating!
As Su Zimo ran hard, he glanced at the closed rooms. The rusty room door was marked with the room number 1404. Because the numbers were special, Su Zimo clearly remembered the metal cart just now. The room number next to it is also 1404!
This long corridor is really weird. All the room numbers seem to be repeated and repeated several times, so that they need to spend a long time to see the next corner of the corridor.
"Why... the speed is getting faster and faster!" Han Ling, the PR female who has broken her feet, has red eyes and is so uncomfortable that she can't stop tears. The original delicate makeup on her face has already been messed up.
But the candles in the corridor behind the practitioners are extinguishing faster and faster. It seems that if they slow down a little, they will be caught up by the darkness and then eaten.
"You, remember how we escaped when the first person was eaten?" Zheng Ming, who was running at the forefront, said inexplicably.
But Su Zimo also remembered the scene when he first came to this nightmare world.
Su Zimo was really shocked when he woke up. He didn't expect that he would just walk into the side door and come to a hotel that he had never seen, and there were a lot of strangers around him.
When Han Ling and their newcomers kept asking questions, Su Zimo noticed that Zheng Ming holding a wooden stick showed a very impatient expression, and Qi Xiaomin, who wanted to stand up and help the newcomer, was among the newcomers before he could speak. A young man with a big gold chain around his neck interrupted.
The newcomer who has not yet known his name has been scolding from the beginning, and he has also started to attack in life, no matter what Qi Xiaomin said, he refused to be quiet at all.
In the end, when everyone left the place at the urging of Zheng Ming, the newcomer was still on the phone while kicking the elevator doors that could not be opened! When the darkness appeared quietly, when the darkness quietly enveloped the crazy newcomer...
Su Zimo heard all the tears and screams from the darkness.
"When the newcomer was'eaten', the darkness behind...or the ghost hiding in the darkness, stopped?" Zheng Ming turned back suddenly, his face was a cold infiltration behind his face Smile.