The mute is dead.

She opened her eyes and her face was peacefully poured into the water, her mouth was slightly raised, and a large amount of blood flowed out from the hole in her belly, dyeing the water red.

The thin and small body sank under the water, and the post-it note in the denim skirt pocket fell out.

The handwriting was quickly washed away by water and blurred, rotted and disappeared.

Like the owner of the post-it note, she disappeared from this world, and only remembered her was four teammates who were still alive.

"Little mute..."

Chen Yang's legs were covered with blood. He held Chao Jian on his back. His body was cold, but his chest was so hot that it was uncomfortable. There was a ball of cold fireworks burning there.

The road to tasks is very long and there is no end to see. Wherever you pass, death and blood are everywhere. The belief in going home is like a rope, tied to his body and soul, and tightly ties him.

Go forward, continue, go on.

The death of the little mute made Chen Yang forget to count the steps. He walked with his eyes closed without reference, so he easily lost his direction. He had to hold Chao Jian with one hand and touch the wet and cold wall with the other hand and move forward carefully.

People lack security in the darkness and their imagination is terrible. When they touched them with their hands, they didn't know what they would touch, so they opened their eyes and looked at them with conditioned reflex. Chen Yang forced himself not to make up for it. He kept silently chanting "Go home" while walking.

When the wall turned into metal, Chen Yang stopped. He arrived and reached the elevator entrance on the right.

Chen Yang put down and said to Jian, "The door is closed again, we want to pry it open again."

Chao Jian stood in the water and adjusted his crutch to support himself.

Chen Yang supported Chao Jian. He was about to use the key to plug in the elevator door when he suddenly remembered something that he had missed, and his temples leaped wildly.

Qiao Qiao walked with the little mute, but she didn't make any noise during the little mute's accident.

and……

Chen Yang listened with his ears, and only a string of water came from behind.

Zheng Zhiqian approached: "The illusion where the two entered at the same time."

Chen Yang's guess was verified. He gasped and pinched the key tightly. It seemed that he had been fired by a machine gun in his mind, and it was thundering and in great chaos.

"There are all fakes in the illusion, don't believe it!" Chen Yang yelled with a tense face covered in cold sweat, his voice was sweet.

But the people in the illusion couldn't hear it, and Chen Yang thought powerlessly.

"Can you have some sense?" Zheng Zhiqian said, "She has not entered the illusion and is still struggling on the edge, so it's hard to say later."

"Qiao Qiao, no matter what you hear, it's all fake. You're doing the task, it's the end." Chen Yang looked for the girl's position based on his feelings, "and he'll be able to leave immediately."

"The little mute is already...you are stronger!" Chen Yang's throat exuded pale encouragement.

He stroked Chen Yang's cold back and patted him.

In the unspeakable silence, Zheng Zhiqian said in a formulaic tone: "Pry the door."

Chen Yang adjusted his condition and touched the elevator door. He pressed his fingers tightly to the crack on the door and pulled it to the side. Blue veins burst out from the back of his hand. Sweat continued to roll down from his neck, and the collar of the T-shirt was soaked.

His hands slipped, and Chen Yang rubbed his clothes and found that it was still wet. He touched Chao Jian, grabbed a piece of dry cloth and wiped his hands. After wiping, he continued to pull the door.

Chao Jian said nothing, but when Chen Yang pulled his clothes and wiped his hands again, he sent a clean area to the other party.

"It's open, it's open." Chen Yang gasped quickly.

As soon as the door was opened, a pungent stinking smell ran out from inside, and the body was still there.

Chen Yang wiped his face randomly, and his fingertips twitched a little because of the long-term force: "Come in?"

Neither of the two responded.

Chen Yang sensitively sensed a signal that they were not going to take the elevator to leave, and the exit was outside the elevator.

So where is it?

Chen Yang was like a blind man to fumble with his heels, and his body was paused: "What time is it? Is it time to get off work?"

After saying that, he frowned. If you want to know if it is time to get off work, you must open your eyes to look at your phone.

Chen Yang planned to take this risk, so he listened to Zheng Zhiqian: "There are two minutes left."

Even Zheng Zhiqin, who had done many tasks, just opened a small gap when looking at his phone, and closed his eyes in an instant.

In this context, the more people want to concentrate their attention, the less controlled the brain will be. If they are not careful, they will go off the line, which is too dangerous.

It's five-fifty-eight now.

Chen looked up at the elevator door, and he knew that the four bodies were staring at him without opening his eyes.

It was only two minutes before the get off work time. Qiao Qiao had not yet gotten rid of the illusion, and the exit was not yet...

"Chen Yang." He called him at Jian, "Several seconds."

Chen Yang subconsciously did as he did.

"One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds... fifteen seconds, sixteen seconds..."

"Seventy-three seconds, seventy-four seconds..." Chen Yang counted intently, and there was a gentle sound of water approaching, accompanied by a faint fruity fragrance. It was Qiao Qiao, who escaped the disaster by herself.

Chen Yangsong breathed a sigh of relief. Now is not the time to communicate, he is still counting seconds.

After counting 120 seconds, Chen Yang opened the camera of his phone to Jian, and the screen was placed horizontally under his nose. He lowered his head and leaned closer, and his eyes closed opened: "There is a reflection."

"Reflection?" Chen Yang's heart thumped, "Is it from the elevator?"

Chao Jian pressed off his phone and closed his eyes: "Yes."

"We are going to get into the elevator in the reflection?" Small beads of sweat were seeping on Chen Yang's nose.

"Try it." Chao Jian said.

Chen Yang automatically translated the two words into "yes". The rhythm of his breathing was messy. The elevator was the starting point of the task, death, and the end point of the task, which was the rebirth.

And there is a dead end in the elevator, and its reflection is the life path.

The real meaning of the water seeping out on the first floor is to reflect...the exit.

"Qiao Qiao?" Chen Yang shouted, answering his weak and gentle throat. He said, "Is it okay?"

"Woo..." Qiao Qiao just cried.

Chen Yang had no time to comfort him, and he didn't know how to comfort him. Last time when Li Zheng died, he told Qiao Qiao, "You have to get used to it." This time, the little mute who was holding hands with her died, and she almost died herself.

"We have no choice but to go forward." Chen Yang said to Qiao Qiao and to himself. He held Chao Jian, "Where is the reflection?"

Chao Jian took him to one direction. The sound of water roared, and then there was a dead silence.

No response.

Chen Yang and Chao Jian who walked into the reflection were still in place.

Chao Jian's face suddenly became extremely cold. He clasped Chen Yang's wrist and said, "Come out."

Chen Yang immediately retreated.

The reflection of the elevator in the water shaking and calmed down again.

"Open your eyes and turn on your phone." Chao Jian paused for a moment, and the force of holding Chen Yang's wrist increased. He tightened his five fingers and pulled away. He supported the crutch with one hand and touched Chen Yang's hand to raise the phone.

Chen Yang heard the key from Chao Jian's words, and he took a deep breath, numb from head to toe.

It’s useless to go in with your eyes closed, you can only go in with your eyes open?

Crazy, fuck.

Chen Yang revealed this information to his other two teammates, and his voice was trembling.

"This rule is really too much." Zheng Zhiqian smiled and shook his head, as if he was blaming his old lover.

Qiao Qiao stopped the sob of sadness and stood in the water. If she wanted to get out of here, she had to turn on the camera to see the shadow in the water. She could not have a second of her after-light leaked. Can she do it?

"The reflection is at the elevator entrance. Turn on the phone when you come here." Chen Yang reminds everyone, "Take the phone closer, squint your eyes, don't open it completely, and narrow the field of view as much as possible."

Chao Jian said, "You go in first."

Chen Yang almost couldn't help but open his eyes: "Will you not be together?"

"I looked at it. The width of the elevator door can only accommodate one person." He lowered his head to his ear and said, "I'm behind you." Don't be afraid.

"Then you can use crutches to get your cell phone?" Chen Yang was very worried, and the eyes under his eyelids were rolling irritably.

Chao Jian pressed the back of his head and pushed it gently.

Chen Yang raised his cell phone and shone it under his feet. He pursed his lips tightly and held his breath. He walked into the reflection of the water in a stiff posture. The sound of the elevator door slowly closing sounded. At that moment, Chen Yang's figure disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped into Jian.

The elevator door in the water opened and closed, strange and terrifying.

Both of them stayed there with their eyes closed. Before they could turn on their phones, they could only hear the sound.

Zheng Zhiqian asked Qiao Qiao to leave first, but there was no movement around him. He raised his eyebrows: "Why, don't you want to go out?"

Qiao Qiao's face was not bloody at all: "I dare not open my eyes, I don't think I can't do it."

"Do you think?" Zheng Zhiqian laughed, "You think you did it?" His smile stopped, "The exit is right in front of you, no more than five steps away from you."

When Qiao Qiao heard this, she was not excited about being relieved because she couldn't take a step, and there was ice cube below her knees.

"Mr. Zheng, you go first." Qiao Qiao said, covering her eyes.

"The more hesitant, the less dared it." Zheng Zhiqian threw down his sentence and turned on his phone. He opened his eyes and looked at the screen of the phone without squinting, striding towards the elevator in the water. There was no stagnation or timidity.

The eyelids under Qiao Qiao's palm trembled continuously, and she couldn't move not only because her legs were out of control... but also because there was a person standing in front of her, with a hand on the back of her hand covering her eyes.

That was an illusion, Qiao Qiao knew, but that hand was warm.

The temperature is fake, and the breathing that comes over is fake. Qiao Qiao held the mute hand and clenched it tightly. Let's go, take a step forward and leave here.

"Fairy." A low and soft voice sounded.
To be continued...