Chapter 57: The Fourth Floor
F*ck! He was trapped inside the elevator.
Bai Yan’s smile was a little stiff. He originally didn’t like the extra’s disappointing acting skills, but he didn’t expect to be slapped in the face this quickly.
The deserving president was a man that had lived through twenty or so ghost stories, each one having different patterns.
All the lights inside the elevator had gone out. Even the lights on the buttons had also gone dim, leaving him in total darkness.
However, even if there wasn’t any light, the reflection from the mirror before the lights went out was deeply engraved in Bai Yan’s heart.
He knew that the elevator was jam-packed with ‘people’ right now, and they were all standing near him, watching him amid the blackness.
The weightless feeling of hovering was still under his feet. Bai Yan was played by the president’s wrong methods, getting a strong feeling that he’d be finished here.
After a long time, the elevator still didn’t reach the third floor, but the feeling of it ascending remained.
He screamed at the top of his lungs, but there was no reply. So, he turned around and confronted the mirror, face to face.