Chapter 173

Upon learning that the abandoned building was also a containment object, everyone was on high alert, wanting to observe what was different about it.

Unfortunately, no one saw anything unusual about it.

From the picture, it was no different from an abandoned teaching building, except that it was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the entrance was locked with heavy iron chains.

Apart from that, there was nothing worth noting.

However, the combination of school and containment object alone was enough to remind many viewers of many classic horror movie themes.

"When I was in elementary school, there was a rumor that our school was built on a mass grave, and whenever the date changed, a large number of ghosts would wander in the teaching building."

"I feel like as long as a civilization that retains the form of a school exists, no matter what form the civilization is in, there will be this classic ghost story image of a school. Like us, it is rumored that at night, the cleaning lady who died long ago will carry a mop made of human heads and mop the floor with blood."

"I am a Xianzhou person. When I was studying in a private school as a child, I heard classmates say that a Vidyadhara child was killed for bone marrow. After that, he turned into a fierce ghost and had to eat a child every day to calm the anger in his heart."

"Almost, things like a senior sister who eats corpses, a little boy kicking a human head like a ball, a female student killed because of an illicit love, endless classroom doors, endless stairs, an old lady selling red clothes, etc."

"I once experienced a classmate's dream. After graduation, my classmate's family took an interstellar express to travel to a foreign star, but had an accident and died tragically in the universe. That night, I dreamed of a crossroads, he ran wildly in the opposite direction to me, no matter how I called him, he didn't react, until the next day, I received news of his death."

"My roommate used to dream of a beautiful girl he had never seen before, and he would do it with her in his dreams every day. Until a few days ago, he found out that the girl was raped and killed in this building more than 20 years ago, but the female ghost played some bigger games with him because of this."

"Now your roommate is stronger."

…

In the discussion of the crowd, the complete file was displayed.

【Containment Object: The Stairwell】

【Item Number: Containment Object-087】

【Danger Level: Euclid】

【Item Description: "Containment Object-087" is a lightless platform staircase, 13 steps per floor, descending at a 38-degree angle. Between floors is a semicircular platform with a diameter of about 3 meters, rotating 180 degrees after each platform.】

【Since the design of "Containment Object-087" limits the visible range to about 1.5 steps, and there are no lamps or windows inside, any object exploring "Containment Object-087" must carry a light source.】

【Light sources exceeding 75 watts have proven not to be more effective, as "Containment Object-087" seems to be able to absorb excessive light.】

【Object reports and recordings confirm the existence of painful screams, presumably made by children between █ and ██ years old. The source of the cries for help is estimated to be 200 meters below the first platform.】

【However, any attempt to go downstairs does not bring the object closer to the source of the sound. The depth calculated from the deepest exploration far exceeds the structural depth possible for the building and geological environment. Until now, it is still unknown whether "Containment Object-087" has an end.】

【"Containment Object-087" has had 4 exploration videos filmed by D-class personnel so far. Each object conducting exploration has encountered "Containment Object-087-1," which is a face without pupils, nostrils, or a mouth.】

【The nature of "Containment Object-087-1" is completely unknown, but it has been determined that it is not the source of the cries for help. When facing "Containment Object-087-1," exploration personnel show intense fear and terror, but it is difficult to determine whether this feeling is abnormal or just a natural reaction.】

Attached to the file are two photos.

One of them is a stairwell where only part of the wall is illuminated, with steps extending downward, seemingly without end.

The clarity of this photo is not high. Although it looks a bit gloomy and dark, if you take a picture of any staircase leading to the basement like this, the result will not be any different.

The other one is a gray-white face that occupies the entire photo screen. Although its face was captured, it seems to have no pupils, and even the pupil color is white.

Incomparably weird.

As the new file was released, the audience could almost feel that there was indeed a ghost in this stairwell.

"Unbelievable, is there really a ghost in this world?"

"Who knows? It's nothing more than thinking that there are ghosts inside, or that this is a strange rule. Anyway, no matter which one it is, it will have an impact on the existing worldview of most people."

"So, this time it's just introducing that the Foundation preserves these containment objects?"

"It feels like it. The entire base here feels less valuable than a starship of the Foundation, and the two containment objects have nothing to use."

…

"Herta" Space Station, Main Control Cabin.

Asta was holding coffee, and she had a headache at this time.

This headache was a real headache, because she didn't get enough rest, coupled with high pressure, causing physiological pain.

As a result, the Foundation didn't play interesting documentaries and continued to return to the traditional content of horror and weirdness.

This made her a little unable to hold on, so she had to continue her work for the day.

She also once felt that such days were boring and tried to escape, but the result was not good.

Except for piling two days of work into one day, there was no benefit.

It's like writing, suddenly having no inspiration in the morning, unable to write, only putting pressure on yourself in the afternoon, or on yourself in the early morning of the next day.

At this time, footsteps came from far to near.

She looked up and saw Bai Xuan, who was wearing a black robe and was somewhat out of tune with the style of the entire space station, walking over slowly.

"Good morning, Station Master Asta."

He looked like a wizard or magician who walked out of a magical fantasy story, full of mystery.

Seeing that he was alone and none of the other train crew members appeared, Asta was a little curious: