First of all, I rode all night last night and arrived at Funabashi City. At 8 o'clock this morning, I turned on my phone to check the information. Without Chiyo's information, he had been killed.

Then... continue riding, reaching the center of Funabashi City, the most prosperous square, and sleeping on a bench.

And then...

Wake up in the bed in the apartment!

No...No, this is a dream!

Hongo Jian got up and ran to the entrance, opened the security door, and climbed onto the balcony.

If you dream, you will wake up by jumping.

This thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

His body leaned forward slightly, and suddenly, another strong wind blew, making him shudder.

The height of the twenty-two floor made him dizzy and scared him into a cold sweat.

Ken Hongo immediately shivered and got off the balcony and returned to his apartment room.

He returned to the bed with a weak body and kept slapping his forehead.

After several strokes, Hongo Ken finally confirmed that this is true...

He was really moved back to the bed in the apartment from the square in Funabashi.

This shows that... the ghost who moved him was nearby at this moment...

The intense feeling of being watched made him jump out of the bed like an electric shock.

By the way...time, no time has been confirmed yet.

Hongo Ken took out his cell phone and looked carefully...

April 1st, April Fools' Day, time...8 am!

This time made Hongo Jian's scalp numb.

Could it be that... I left the apartment at 8 o'clock last night and started riding was a dream?

Actually, I fell asleep at that time and only woke up now?

"Bang"

The window that had just been closed was blown open by the wind again.

Ken Hongo did not move. He stared at the group chat tightly. Everyone posted the "Good morning" he had posted before, but Chiyo Masato did not.

Last night's riding... was really a dream.

No...it's simply too real...

impossible……

At this moment, Hongo Ken's heart suddenly jumped!

He almost subconsciously looked at the window.

Vision...

Whose vision is outside the window!

This indescribable terrifying feeling of being watched made Hongo retwine.

It's not that he has any problems.

But being too afraid causes physiological reactions.

Who is looking at me...outside the window...but, outside the window is the 23rd floor, and it is impossible for me to see my sight...

Also, why did the windows open again... Such windows can only be opened from the inside out, and the wind outside cannot blow it open.

At this time, a gust of cold wind poured in from the entrance and passed by Hongo Ken, making him tremble.

Ken Hongo turned his head and looked at it, it turned out... Did I not close the door just now?

It seems that the wind coming in from the gate blew open the window from inside...

Ken Hongo was about to go over and close the door, but he suddenly felt a hand grabbing his ankle!

ghost?!

Hongo's breathing was stagnant, and he looked down at his ankle with despair, but it was... a clothes hanger?

I stepped into the clothes hanger and got an illusion when I was trapped by the clothes hanger?

Ken Hongo patted his face. The dream that he had not known whether it was true or false had already made his consciousness somewhat abnormal.

Calm down... It's okay...

First, close the windows and doors...

Ken Hongo gave himself an idea, and he walked over by chance, closed the door, and added a lock.

Finally, just when I could breathe a sigh of relief, Ken Hongo was shocked!

No...not...

Why do I want to close the door?

Can't you escape from this apartment directly?

Why do I need to create a confined space for myself?

This is not me, I wouldn't be so stupid. What is there, what is affecting my thinking!

Hongo Ken looked around.

He wiped his sweat and forced himself to calm his mind.

Ken Hongo knew very well that the ghost was definitely nearby, and... was already attacking him.

He doesn't know where the other party is now, nor does he know what other party has to do.

It is better to escape here as soon as possible than to find it.

Ken Hongo took a deep breath, as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the door lightly, then opened the security locks he had added to himself layer by layer.

Although he seemed calm on the surface, his nerves were completely tense at this moment, and he was paying attention to his surroundings with all his concentration, just as the ghost would appear at any time.

However, what is desperate is that the door that he locked himself just now cannot be opened!

At this moment, Ken Hongo suddenly heard a loud noise from the toilet again!

He was like a frightened bird, trembling all over his body.

Now even if he can comfort himself, he can't do it. In this situation, it must be that the ghost is nearby.

No, you must escape from here... Escape from here quickly!

Otherwise, he will be the next one to be attacked!

Although Ken Hongo still can't figure out why the second ghost came to him.

Is it just that you have too bad luck?

He didn't believe it... there must be some hidden reason.

However, now is not the time to dig into these reasons.

He wants to leave this room immediately and leave his apartment!

If the door cannot be opened, it must be a ghost's hand.

There are more and more strange situations, and they are getting worse.

The toilet made such a big noise, but he didn't want to see it. He knew that going to the toilet now is asking for death.

But... how can I leave this high-rise apartment on the 23rd floor?

The security door is locked, and there is a window on the toilet... By the way!

There is a part of the structure that is about half a meter below the windows on each floor of this apartment.

I saw someone teasing me before renting it, which is a special escape passage for third parties.

Yes...that's that!

But I can't go to the toilet. The only one that is still open now... is the only window in the bedroom...

Ken Hongo was a decisive person. He immediately ran to the window that was blown by the wind and smashed the wall. He stretched out his head and took a look. The height here was nearly ninety meters. If he fell down, there would never be any possibility of survival.

However, he had no choice, and staying in this room would be dead.

The terrible feeling of being watched, the locked door and the toilet that made strange noises, thinking about this... this window that was constantly blown open by the wind seemed to be the only way to live in the banquet.

Hongo kid bit his lips tightly, almost bleeding.

He took a deep breath, first stepped out one leg, rode on the windowsill, then raised his head, and tried his best to forget the high altitude under him and only looked above.

He clutched the edge of the window with both hands, and his other leg slowly moved out.

A half-meter-wide platform, if it is on the flat ground, he can walk as fast as he can.
To be continued...