ESC18 Hotel Shock

As the power of Ares's ball became weaker and weaker, people in the world were slowly infected by the evil smell outside, so there was a strange disease in the world, and people had inexplicable headaches. But I can't find the cause of the disease, and I can't find a vaccine to cure this strange disease. People are more and more afraid. Healthy people are afraid of contracting this disease. People who are infected are excluded by people. Even healthy people are afraid, so there is less and less contact between people. 'As long as you have less contact with outsiders, the less chance you will get sick.' People rarely go out except for work.

Even relatives and friends are rare. Zhang Siming has been depressed since he saw Yan Xuanming disappear from his seat in the restaurant that day. That phenomenon made him very puzzled and very difficult to accept. How can it be? How can a living person disappear? It's unreasonable, but it really happened. What's wrong with the world? The end?' Zhang Siming thought sadly. After that incident, Zhang Siming lived in Yan Xuanming's city for two days and then went back to school.

But when he just arrived at school, the school actually had a month off, which made Zhang Siming want to laugh, 'I was so scared that I didn't dare to go to class? It's ridiculous.' Zhang Siming thought funnyly, but he should also go home for a rare vacation. The disease has been circulating recently, and I'm really worried about my family.' Thinking that Zhang Siming walked to the railway station to buy tickets to go home, but when he walked to the railway station, he found that there were a lot of people there, which was comparable to the Spring Festival travel rush.

'What's wrong? Is the Spring Festival travel rush ahead of schedule?' Zhang Siming thought, looking at the long dragon in front of him was a little weak. Oh... it's so difficult to go home.' Zhang Siming said, 'Now I finally understand the feeling of people who can't buy tickets during the Spring Festival travel rush. It's really difficult. Let's report the safety to the family first.' Zhang Siming wanted to take out his mobile phone and dialed the phone at home.

It took a long time for someone to answer the phone. Dad answered the phone. Hey, Dad, the school is off for a month. I'm going to buy a ticket now. Zhang Siming said. Oh, if it's a holiday, then you can come back and reunite at home. Zhang Siming's father said happily. The tone of the voice seems to be fine, so I'm relieved.' Zhang Siming thought. Well, I'm queuing up to buy tickets now. It won't be long before I get home. Zhang Siming said. Well, be safe on the way home. Don't forget to take something. Your mother will call you later when she goes out to buy vegetables. Zhang Siming's father said.

"Ye." Zhang Siming hung up the phone and felt a sense of powerlessness when he looked at the long dragon in front of him. Now he understood what the descendant of the dragon was. More than ten minutes later, Zhang Siming's mother called. After saying something of concern, she stressed that don't forget this and that, and pay attention to this and that. Hey... How old am I? I'm not a child.' Zhang Siming was a little annoyed when he heard it.

From 6 p.m. to sunset, Zhang Siming didn't arrive at the ticket office. Thank you for the ticket to XX." Zhang Siming said. Do you want a standing ticket at 1159? The conductor said. Yes." After saying that, Zhang Siming took the ticket and went out. It's only 9:30. It's still early. Let's go to dinner first.

Thinking of Zhang Siming, he walked to the hotel near the station.' There should be a lot of people in the restaurant. I have to hurry up. Seeing so many people at the station, Zhang Siming was a little worried that he couldn't eat in the restaurant. So he accelerated his pace and found that every family was full of people in the place where the food was sold, which made Zhang Siming have a headache. He hoped to find a restaurant with few people to eat. He went back and forth to several houses where the people were full. Just when Zhang Siming was about to give up, he found that the restaurant in front of him was very lonely, which made Zhang Siming felt strange but walked in without much thought. Er... This is unreasonable. Why is there no one?' Zhang Siming didn't understand, 'This is also easy to save crowding.' Zhang Siming thought to himself.

The whole hotel looks quite big, and the decoration is not very good, but the overall appearance is quite good. The hall was full of tables and chairs, but there was no guest. There was a middle-aged man in a suit sitting in front of the service desk. What would you like to eat?" The middle-aged man asked. Oh, a bowl of noodles without chili. Zhang Siming said. OK, ten yuan." The middle-aged man said. Uh-huh." Zhang Siming paid for it and went to the table.

After receiving the money, the middle-aged man went to the rear to cook. Is he alone?' Zhang Siming thought strangely. Soon after, there was a sound of cooking. Zhang Siming looked around the restaurant boredly. It was really strange that he was the only one in the big restaurant. 'The waiter and other staff may have gone back, so the person who stayed here must be the boss.' Zhang Siming thought in his heart that after a while, the middle-aged man brought up his face, and Zhang Siming began to comfort his five organs. After dinner, Zhang Siming took a look at the time at about 9:30 and found that it was still very early. He thought that if he arrived at the railway station, many people might have no place to sit in this hotel and planned to go down.

. Let's talk about it early. Anyway, there is no one. Zhang Siming said. Yes, it's okay. I haven't had a guest to chat with me for a long time. Middle-aged people are very happy to hear Zhang Siming say that. You are the boss here, right? Zhang Siming asked speculatively. Um, yes." The middle-aged man said. The world has become so strange, boss, have you noticed it? Zhang Siming said. Indeed, I read the news and found that strange things have happened in my store in recent days. The boss touched his chin and said. Tell me about it." Zhang Siming asked curiously.

"Well, the meat in my store was running out a few days ago, so I planned to buy some meat to fill the inventory, but I heard that there were monsters everywhere, and the price of transporting meat was very high, so I planned to use my own pigs. Thinking about it, I ran to my home and transported the pig and put it in the backyard to kill and cut it into pieces. After finishing those, I went back to rest, but the strange thing is... Do you know what happened?" The boss asked Zhang Siming.

"I don't know." Zhang Siming shook his head and said. Strangely, didn't I finish killing the pig? But when I woke up, I found that the pig ran to me alive. Don't you think it's strange? As soon as the boss finished speaking, he found a pig running over and rubbing his leg. Look, this is the pig I killed the day before yesterday. The boss said. Ha ha, it's really strange." Zhang Siming smiled and said that he touched the pig with his hand.

But... he touched it twice and found blood in his hand. The boss kindly looked at Zhang Siming touching his pig and didn't find anything wrong. Well... your hands seem to be stained." Zhang Siming made a trembling syllable. Are you kidding? Do you have your hands dyed? Is it a guessing game? The boss asked with a smile. Ah... Hahaha, yes, yes, it's a guessing game." Zhang Siming smiled dryly and sweated coldly.

"Well... boss, my train is about to arrive, so I have to leave first. I'll come to chat with you when I'm free." Zhang Siming planned to leave after saying that, because it was too abnormal here. Well, come when you have time." As the boss touched his pig Zhang Siming, he found that the boss's hands were full of blood. Zhang Siming was so scared that he ran out quickly. When he ran out of the restaurant, he found that the restaurant he had just went to had become a ruin, and the only intact table and chair in the hotel, and the old side died there.

And standing around him was full of people, Zhang Siming touched his body with fear. Fortunately, it's okay. Did I hit the ghost just now?' Zhang Siming thought, and at this time, he raised his hand and found that there was blood in his hand. It happened to be the hand that touched the pig just now. No...no...not an illusion!!?' Zhang Siming trembled all over.

'I...I... really met?' Zhang Siming felt very scared, 'Go home, I want to go home... I must go back. Mom...' Zhang Siming was so scared that his legs were a little weak, so he slowly walked to the waiting room of the railway station. Finally, he struggled to get to the waiting room and passed the checkpoint and sat in his seat tiredly. In the waiting room, Zhang Siming leaned against the backrest and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. What happened in the hotel reminded him of Yan Xuanming, who disappeared in front of his eyes yesterday. 'Maybe... Xuanming has gone like the owner of that restaurant, and he himself didn't notice it.' Zhang Siming thought sadly. After leaning there quietly for a while, he suddenly remembered that his luggage was still left at school.

'Hey... I'm such a forgetful person. Zhang Siming patted his head, and his parents reminded him that he had forgotten to bring it. He felt a little stupid and looked at it. It was almost ten o'clock now. It seems that there is still time.' Zhang Siming thought about it and ran out of the waiting room and walked to the school. It was because he went back to pick up his luggage that made him escape.