I sit in the office, surrounded by the footsteps of colleagues and the clatter of keyboards.

Just ten minutes until the end of the workday, and everyone is tacitly slacking off.

"Jiang Xuan, please take this document and revise it. The client is not very satisfied and wants us to redesign the ad creativity..."

The director brought over a document, looking at me apologetically, but skillfully placed the materials on my desk as usual.

Many terms flashed through my mind.

However, my face remained unchanged, and I enthusiastically took the materials.

After all, someone like me, who came from a small place, can't afford to offend anyone.

In order to earn some overtime pay, I stayed in the office after work to make some slight modifications to the materials and sent an updated electronic version to the director.

At 9 PM, I returned to the community, exhausted.

Just in time to see Aunt Zhou's family coming back from the supermarket.

"Xiao Jiang, why are you back so late?"

Aunt Zhou pulled me affectionately, clearly showing how much she liked me.

Last year, one day on her way back to the community, she suddenly had a heart attack. I happened to be passing by and quickly took her to the hospital.

After she was discharged, she learned that I was from out of town, and during the past year, she often brought me delicious food whenever she could.

"I had to work overtime at the office and bought dinner on the way back." I smiled at her gently.

"Oh dear, such a pretty young lady, try not to wander around late at night. What kind of job keeps you working so late? If you haven't eaten, come to my house to eat!"

"Thank you, Auntie, but I already bought a bowl of wonton." I playfully raised the bag in my right hand to show her.

Aunt Zhou glanced around, then whispered in my ear, "Do you know the resident at 301 in our building? I heard they offended someone and were strangled to death with a rope by bad people."

"The man's flesh was sliced into pieces with a knife, and dark red blood flowed out! I even heard that some people saw brain matter oozing out from the cracks in the floor... The smell was so overpowering, it was terrifying..."

Only then did I realize how horribly that person had died...

A chilling sensation rose from my feet.

The next moment, Aunt Zhou's words confirmed the source of my recent unease—

"Oh right, Xiao Jiang, the police came to our high-rise to investigate this afternoon. They knocked on your door, and I told them you were at work and not home! They didn't say anything and left, but I think they might come back to investigate in the next few days..."

I watched in horror as Aunt Zhou's family walked further and further away.

The police? Haven't the police already been here?!

My world seemed to fragment into bizarre, kaleidoscopic pieces.

Countless grotesque eyes hidden in the shadows, like venomous snakes ambushing their prey, flicked out their cold tongues.

With that thought.

I grabbed my wonton bag and started running in a panic.

Watching the elevator numbers rise higher and higher.

Just like my heart at this moment.

Suspended high.