Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 237 White "Cobweb"

"Cough...cough."

"..."

"Cough cough cough cough."

"..."

"Cough, cough, cough—"

"I said, why don't you go and rest."

The delicate woman left the office area with the plaster provided by her colleague. She was going to a place where no one was around, and put the plaster on her shoulders.

Now only the young man and his sick colleague are left in the office area.

The sick colleague coughed so frighteningly that the young man who started fishing again couldn't help but pause the video and stood up, walked to the colleague, patted the other person on the shoulder, and looked him up and down.

"Really, go and rest, and you can do your work tomorrow."

So after all, is there any reason to get rid of the job now?

The young man glanced at the computer screen of his sick colleague. On it was a form file with names and amounts scattered on it, which seemed to need to be sorted out.

Young man: Although I don’t know who made the statistics, the blood pressure is really high when the table is counted like this.

"Is DDL tomorrow?"

"No."

"...Then what are you in a hurry for?"

"Because I always feel that if I don't hurry up... I will forget."

The sick colleague scratched his hair in a daze, and when he mentioned that he had forgotten this, his facial expression wrinkled and he looked a little pained.

"When I woke up at noon, I felt as if I had forgotten something, and I couldn't tell you the specifics... Maybe it was because I had a fever and was confused."

"Then I thought not to delay work, and came here as soon as the fever subsided."

Too dedicated, the young man showed admiration.

The young man didn't take the matter of the sick colleague's forgetting to heart. Just like the sick colleague said, he may just have a fever and become confused, his mind is not clear, and he can't remember for a while.

The young man poured hot water for others with the love of his colleagues, and left a warning to drink more hot water.

Afterwards, he returned to his seat, observed his colleagues from a long distance, and watched them finish typing on the keyboard, save the files, and then shut down the computer.

The temperature of the upper body made the sick colleague look confused, and the skin leaking from the collar was also a little red.

The young man quickly stood up and went up to give him two hands.

It is obviously inappropriate to go home and rest under such circumstances. The young man suggested that the sick colleague should go downstairs directly, and he also helped to ask the delicate woman where the keys are.

"The key is in the hands of... the security guard downstairs, just tell them about it."

The sick colleague nodded knowingly, shaking up and down very little, as if too much movement would cause a headache.

"...do you need me to send it down?"

"Then... take it to the elevator."

The young man went back to his desk, grabbed his mobile phone and put it in the pocket of his trousers, walked back to his sick colleague in a few steps, and helped him to the elevator.

"I'll send you here, and I'll go back to watch the surveillance."

The young man waved his hand, and the bright light in the elevator door disappeared in front of him.

He also specially contacted the "security guard" downstairs to confirm that the sick colleague had been picked up by them, and then he returned to the office with confidence.

The delicate woman ran to apply plasters and disappeared, and now the young man was left alone in the office area.

Speaking of which, his shoulders seem to be a little sore, is it because of his poor sitting posture after working for too long?
The young man thumped his back shoulder and walked towards the work station while beating.

Go to the seat and sit down, touch the mouse with the right hand, and continue to knead the shoulders with the left hand.

Then, he saw on the screen——

The young man's half-open eyes instantly enlarged, and he didn't even press his shoulders. He stood up suddenly from the chair, his calf collided with the chair surface, and the friction between the chair legs and the ground made a lot of noise.

He was the only one in the office area late at night, and the noise was even more ear-piercing.

what is that?
The young man's eyes fell on the screen, on one of the monitors.

Since the reduced image was not clear enough, the person held the mouse with his fingers and clicked twice, zooming in on the area he was interested in—pointing at a camera in the office area.

He saw dots of white crawling on his body, facing the camera.

The young man heard the sound of himself swallowing.

Seeing strange scenes in the office alone in the middle of the night... This is like a ghost story.

The young man stiffened, inhaled, exhaled, pulled his hands, and took off his coat in one go. Several movements were coherent and quick. He quickly spread the white-spotted coat in front of him.

No, nothing.

Except for a few drops of soup oil that fell from a rough meal during dinner, which turned yellow, the corner of the clothes was clean.

how could be?The young man's pupils dilated, he turned his head suddenly, and looked at the screen again.

The zoomed-in monitor showed him facing away from the camera. The jacket was indeed taken off and placed on the table. The fabric that should have been speckled with white spots did not have any extra color.

Is he wrong?The young man was puzzled.

He dragged back the stool and sat down again, cut out the previous surveillance and looked at it.

Seeing this, the young man's face turned pale.

The camera faithfully captured what had happened to him before—the white mesh coiled around his waist, climbing up the fabric little by little, hanging behind his shoulder blades.

When he kneaded his shoulder several times, he almost touched it, and the most recent one was only a few millimeters away.

Subconsciously, the young man felt that he could not touch it.

The white net had been hanging there since he sent people back to the office, and the moment he noticed the strange froze, the white net disappeared in the next frame of surveillance.

It looks like someone used the cut key to erase the layer there.

The young man became more panicked as he watched, and he didn't dare to put his coat back on. Instead, he checked his whole body, groped up and down while checking the monitor, and almost took off his underwear.

No, indeed not.

The piece of white mesh disappeared into the office.

The young man shook his hands, tried his best to restrain his fear of the flashing white unknown object, and touched the phone to get in touch.

While typing with trembling hands, several horror movie scenes, such as ghosts and aliens, had passed through his mind.

In a panic, the young man sent the message even though he made several typos.

——'Sister, help, there are strange things in the office!I saw it in the prosecution! '

The "big sister" he called did not respond. The young man waited for five or six minutes, put away his phone silently, and decided to try his best.

He quickly put away the laptop on the table, unplugged the power cord, and wrapped the external keyboard and mouse into his jacket.

Then he picked up all the coat and other equipment, and the young man ran out of the office area immediately, before he even had time to turn off the lights.

The human didn't look back, for fear that seeing something he shouldn't see would cause his mind to go blank, and he forgot to run away.

The young man ran to the corridor. He looked around the straight corridors on both sides, and finally chose the left side.

Because there is that room over there, the room with the red wallpaper where he chatted with people in the afternoon.

The young man rushed over without any explanation.

Fortunately, the door to that room was unlocked, so he pushed it open, broke in and slammed the door shut.

The red wallpaper is circled, it is a bit dazzling during the day, and it is even more permeable and slightly glowing at night when viewed in a dark environment.

The young man felt that he had made a mistake, and after turning on the light in the room, the fluorescent light disappeared.

It took the human being a little time to calm down, listening to the gradual reduction of the heartbeat, and this room with a very distinctive pattern also gave him a sense of security.

The young man then put the computer in his arms on a table in the room, looked for the power outlet, and recharged the computer.

The extinguished screen turned on again, and the young man looked in all directions in fear, but he did not see the speckled white.

If it wasn't for the intercepted video, the young man really thought it was his hallucination.

He silently dragged the video strip back and forth, and finally closed and saved the video, and showed it to others when someone came.

Now, according to the general routine of horror movies or horror games, he has to live until dawn, right?
The first step is to lock the door.

Fortunately, their door is not something that consumes electricity. He doesn't need to check the power.

……

A small white eyeball.

The eyeballs were stuck in front of the closed door, and the body with only one eyeball showed a whole body of reluctance.

He didn't really want to go in.

Although he knew that there must be more than one disgusting aura on this floor, he didn't expect to bump into it so soon.

And it's so big.

The isolation measures in the room were well done, at least it was undetectable when the door was not opened. The Baisu also only smelled it when a human opened the door and entered, and immediately fell off the opponent's collar and stayed outside the door.

It's not that he can't go in, it's just that the demolition of the house is too loud, and he still wants to...how do human beings say that?Put a long line to catch big fish.

Single Eyeball regretfully abandoned the humans inside the door.

He climbed all the way along the wall, and soon hung himself on the ceiling, skillfully leaving from the dead corner of the surveillance, without giving the human line of sight a chance to catch him again.

The young man in the room tightly wrapped the blanket left by some colleague in the room, and rolled himself into a ball.

The computer screen in front of the desk faithfully fed back the surveillance images. This time, the young man's eyes kept wandering, jumping from one grid to another, and all the images were normal.

He looked at it for a while, raised his head, and looked at the door that had been locked by himself in the distance.

He locked it.

He turned the internal door lock with his own hands, and pressed the doorknob to confirm it several times.

It's an unpowered door, nothing weird will come out of it, and it won't slam open because there's no electricity...

The young man stared at the doorknob for a while, but finally couldn't hold back, stood up from the table, moved to the door, and tried to press the handle again.

While he was pressing the doorknob, besides the sound of the handle turning, there was another sound - the sound of the lock being inserted.

The young man's hair stood up for a moment. He thought who would open the door at this time, and suddenly distanced himself from the door, retreated far away to the table, and looked at the door vigilantly.

Under his vigilant eyes, the door was opened from the outside.

What walked in from the outside was not the grotesque creature that the young man imagined, but a delicate woman he knew who had disappeared for a long time.

The delicate woman looked back at the door lock she had opened in puzzlement, and then turned to her colleagues in the room.

"You..." the delicate woman said hesitantly, "Are you cold?"

She looked strangely at the blanket on the young man's body. If she remembered correctly, it was bought by her last week and placed in the company for a nap at noon.

Because she didn't want to be found out that she had the idea of ​​fishing, she even hid the blanket in the red room where few people came, but she was turned out unexpectedly.

She remembered that she locked it... The delicate woman thought, took a step in, and closed the door with the back of her hand.

Then, she saw her colleague's eyes flashed, and he rushed to the door under a blanket, squeezed her away, and locked the door.

After doing this action, the young man remembered to answer: "I'm not very cold." He was flustered.

The delicate woman took a close look at the young man and found that he had taken off his coat, no wonder he felt a little cold.

But now it's not time to turn on the heating, the delicate woman can only say euphemistically: "I think you can put on your coat, this is my blanket."

"Oh..." The young man responded, but did not move.

After a few seconds, he asked, "Big...cough, how did you find this place, senior?"

The delicate woman replied, "Didn't you send me a message asking me to rescue you? You also said that you saw something strange."

"I didn't see it when I was changing clothes. When I got my phone back, I saw you saying that you ran to this room... Forget it here, why did you lock the door?"

The young man pursed his mouth and did not speak. Without saying a word, he led the delicate woman to the computer, and played her the video he cut.

The video is quiet and there is no sound, only the whirring fan of the computer is running in this room.

The young man could see the delicate woman bent down, her collar slipped slightly, revealing the skin behind her shoulders and the brown plaster on the corner.

"Aren't senior's shoulders sore?"

"Huh? It's not sour anymore, and the plaster is quite effective."

"So... my front shoulders are also a little sore, and I almost have to rummage through his cabinet to find something."

After saying this, the young man realized one thing.

It seems that not long after he saw the strange picture in the surveillance and had a stress reaction, his shoulders stopped being sore.

Could there be a connection between the two?He didn't know, he just thought of it for no reason.

In just a few minutes, the delicate woman straightened up after watching the video. She thought about it: "It looks dirty... weird, not a fake video."

"...Senior, you just wanted to say something dirty, right?"

"It's not that you're afraid of ghosts." The delicate woman sighed, "Why do some people like to watch horror movies and play horror games while being afraid of ghosts?"

If it was in normal times, young people would probably say that this is a hobby of people, the more food they eat, the more they love to play.

But now, his hobby has completely become a fuel to inspire fear, and you don't have such a big reaction after watching the video of delicate women.

The delicate woman frowned, manipulated the mouse to drag the progress bar a few times, and went to check the current monitoring. Everything was as usual.

"I..." She frowned, as if remembering something, "I seem to have glimpsed it when I was changing clothes."

"I thought it was a cobweb that the bathroom hadn't cleaned out."

(End of this chapter)