This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 11: There are always strange noises coming from under the bed late at night
The next day, Lin Jue closed all the doors and windows and did not go out again.

It's foggy today.

You can't go out on foggy days. This is the life-saving rule in this world.

Sanjiang officials also sent a warning text message: "Due to heavy fog, all citizens are strictly prohibited from going out. Otherwise, the consequences will be at your own risk. In addition, if you hear a head knocking on the window, please hide in a safe place immediately and report it to the authorities."

Is there a head knocking on the window?
Lin Jue couldn't help but think of another one-star script "Inspection", in which he played a trainee inspector investigating the flying head incident.

Flying head, flying head, are these two things related?

Lin Jue looked out the window, the fog was rolling, wisps of it were swirling together, there was a feeling of being in a fairyland, but in fact it was a hell where people were eaten without leaving any bones.

"The fog is getting thicker and thicker. Visibility is less than ten meters. I wonder how many weird things will come out of the fog today."

He sighed, the fog was too thick, so thick that he couldn't even see the open space downstairs.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank: "What is that?"

Just to the upper right of the apartment, about thirty meters away, there is a dark building.

The shape of the building is somewhat similar to Xinqiao Apartments, but it is charred all over and is emitting billowing black smoke, as if it had experienced a fire that burned the entire building.

The building stood there quietly, all the surrounding scenery was hidden in the fog, only the building looked particularly abrupt.

It's like a stroke of ink suddenly appeared on a piece of white paper.

Not only was it so prominent that it could be seen clearly, but Lin Jue clearly remembered that there was no such building in that place.

He had hidden in this position and spied on Mr. Zhu before, and he had memorized the surrounding environment. It was impossible for him to forget such a unique building.

"Is it something in the fog? A spatial overlap? Is there actually another world within the fog? With the appearance of the fog, that world descends and overlaps with the real world?"

A series of questions arose in Lin Jue's heart. After looking for a while, tears unconsciously flowed from his eyes. The black air emitted by the building irritated his eyeballs, making them sore and swollen, as if they were pricked by needles.

He quickly looked away, suspecting that if he continued looking like that, he would go blind.

"The True Eyes and Dharma Pupils can distinguish between strange and bizarre things. Although Li Cheng had black energy at the beginning, it was as thin as a hair. I could even reach out and grab it."

"But the black thread used to sew a woman's eyes is much thicker, and it makes my fingers sting when I touch it."

"And the dark energy from this building makes my eyes sting just by looking at it for a few seconds."

Lin Jue took out some papers to wipe away his tears. It seemed that the True Eyes Dharma Pupil could not only see the weirdness, but also allow him to judge the strength of the weirdness by the density of the black air.

Just as Li Cheng said, he was indeed the weakest existence in the fog. Both the black line and the black building were much stronger.

Is there any specific level of weirdness?

This question has been bothering him since the beginning. Organizations that specialize in dealing with strange events should have the answer.

"Inspection Department..." Lin Jue muttered to himself. After this script was finished, he was going to take on the one-star "Inspection" script.

……

Late at night, Lin Jue turned on the camera and pointed it at the bed, then lay down on it. Until now, the fog outside had not dissipated.

It was eerily quiet tonight; even the chirping of insects had vanished, as if the world had been muted.

Then, in this silence, there was a rustling sound of crickets, as if someone was lying on the ground, dragging and crawling forward on the floor.

"It seems like he's on the first floor, starting from Room 101 and moving towards the back rooms. What are he looking for?"

Lin Jue closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound. He soon realized that something was wrong. "Isn't this weird? Mr. Zhu lives in 101. If it was weird, how could he let such a big living person go?"

He was certain Mr. Zhu hadn't gone out today, and it was impossible for him to go out in such foggy weather. If Mr. Zhu was in the room, people would definitely scream if they saw something strange, but Room 101 was eerily quiet, with no movement except for the crawling sounds.

"Is Mr. Zhu mentally strong? Or is this strange intention not to kill, but to find something?"

Slowly, the sound got closer, creeping past 102 and up to 104.

Then the sound came upstairs and began to climb back along 204.

In less than five minutes, the sound came from room 202, where Lin Jue was currently living.

The sound was under the bed.

"What's going on? I didn't hear the door open. How did this thing get into the room? The windows are also closed tightly."

[Scene 3: It's a foggy day, and you're sleeping when you suddenly hear a strange noise coming from under your bed. Terrified, you close your eyes tightly, praying for the strange noise to go away...]

Are you scared?

Having acted in plays for so long in his previous life, the emotion that Lin Jue found most difficult to grasp was this one.

He reached his hand under the pillow and tightly gripped the handle of the fruit knife. His whole body was shaking as he tried hard to act scared.

The plot required him to do so.

The sound echoed under the bed for a while and then disappeared.

At this moment, the fog outside the house gradually dissipated, the moonlight shone, and all the scenery began to become clear.

Lin Jue opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked into the room.

The house was clean and tidy, with no signs of anything having been entered.

He bent down again and looked under the bed. There was a thin layer of dust under the bed that had not been cleaned yet.

"Shouldn't the sound come from under the bed? Nothing has broken into the room."

Lin Jue walked over to check the camera. In the video, apart from him lying on the bed, there was nothing strange in the room, only the rustling sound of crawling.

"If it's not under the bed, then it's..."

He thought of something and looked up at the ceiling.

At this moment, he understood that the thing had not entered his room at all, but was crawling on the ceiling on the first floor.

Because the board is so thin, it sounds like crawling under the bed.

As soon as he turned off the camera, the crawling sound rang out again, this time clearer than before.

That thing really came to the second floor this time!

Then he heard the door of Room 201 opening, and then the thing crawled inside Room 201, from the floor to the wall, and finally to the ceiling.

It seemed that it didn't find what it was looking for, so it came out of 201 again and stopped outside the door of 202.

This guy is coming in!
Lin Jue ran to the bed, pulled out the fruit knife from under the pillow, and hid behind the door barefoot.

Something reached into the door lock, and then I saw the door handle, which was originally locked, slowly turning.

The door was pushed open a crack, and wisps of black air came in through the crack.

Then a pale hand reached in through the crack in the door.

(End of this chapter)