When I woke up, my first reaction was to get dryness and heat, followed by pain all over my body.

That feeling is like being turned around by someone.

After being caught by the rude, he lost consciousness and was thrown here.

I realized that I must have been kidnapped.

But fortunately, the bad guy didn't tie my hands and feet.

But it was so dark here that I began to think about what I was doing before I was caught?

If my memory has not been tampered with, I should have just turned on the air conditioner to go to bed. I can think of this because the small room I am now is extremely stuffy. I even felt a little difficult to breathe and became rapid.

By the way, if I remember correctly, I booked a total of seven alarm clocks before going to bed.

Before going to bed, I remember reading a joke about things in the mobile phone circle. It said that oppo and vivo fans only buy but not blow, Huawei fans buy but not blow, Samsung fans only brag but not, Xiaomi fans brag Xiaomi buy Redmi, Meizu fans cheered up and never lost sales but never won, while Apple fans brag about new and old.

I recently changed to a new phone. According to Apple phones, I always bought an iPhone x and looked at the long-expired mobile phone press conference. I still remember the press conference that the phone brought with me was a neural network engine and artificial intelligence technology. It is really powerful anyway, but I didn't feel any use when I used it, but the vibration feedback is really better than my previous Android phone.

The vibration feedback brought by the rolling time bar made me order seven alarm clocks in one breath.

Now that the mobile phone is obviously not by my side, the bad guy should not be so stupid and keeps my phone to call the police. Just when I don’t know what environment I am in and how to deal with it, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from me, as if I was not the only one kidnapped here.

“It’s so dark here, it’s really so dark.”

I can't see anything, but I can still speak.

"Are you here? Can you hear me talking?" I asked quickly.

"Here, where is this? Why can't I remember anything?" The other party's voice came, obviously the same thing as I encountered. The voice was also confused and unconfident.

"I don't know either, but if I don't feel wrong, we should have been kidnapped." I quickly explained.

At this moment another voice came: "So dark, how many of you?"

"Yes, how many people are locked up here."

There were more and more sounds coming, which made me feel very bad. I don’t know how big the space is here, nor do I know how many people are locked up here like me.

Helplessly, I could only pray and take the lead and asked, "Let's do this, can you all count? Let me see how many people there are?"

"Um."

"So who will report the number first?"

I thought about it and spoke again: "In order not to be confused, I suggest that people who hear the sound from left to right will report the number again when they hear the sound coming from their left. This way, the sound will have a sense of space, and you can also know if anyone conceals the report."

"become."

"Wait, we don't seem to be arranged left and right?"

"Yes, we seem to be arranged up and down?" A voice came from below, and I was stunned.

I found a problem when nothing was visible.

It is indeed as the person who is locked together said, we are arranged up and down. There are constant sounds appearing below me, while there seems to be no sound on my upper part.

"Wait, then from top to bottom. I'm the first one, there should be no one above me. I'll shout first, one." I shouted loudly.

"two."

"I'm three."

"Fourth is me."

“Here five.”

“Six Six Six.”

"seven."

There was silence, and the sound came from above one after another. I spoke again, "I'm sure, seven people. There are seven people locked up here. So do you remember who you are?"

At this moment, the scenes I saw in TV series or movies. The people who arrested us were obviously for the purpose, so we must have something in common. Either we are all bad people and prisoners, or we have done the same thing and lived in the same area. It is more likely that we know each other or left cases in the same hospital.

"I don't remember."

"Me too."

"I can't remember anything."

"Impossible? We don't have any memories?"

"Is there a possibility that we've all been injected with some kind of drug that affects the brain to cause amnesia?"

"Everyone obviously has no memory. How about changing the angle? It's too dark here. Do you know what's around you? How can you run out?"

No one remembers who they are, and they don’t have any memories.

I began to follow the sound below and groped around.

"It seems to be a tin box, square framed me."

"I feel that way, but it shouldn't be a square but a rectangle."

"We should be stacked together."

"I found that it was very hot here. The space was very small and could not be extended very much."

"There seems to be a switch on the right, horizontally, but I can't move it no matter how hard it is."

"If we were piled together, the people in the middle should not have a chance to go out. It should be that I, the seventh and the first one, have the best chance to leave, right? One is the top and the other is the bottom. One, please describe your ceiling. The ceiling here is No. 6, and there seems to be a white strip on the ground, emitting a very faint light."

Ah? I instantly realized that No. 7 was talking to me?

I combined everyone's descriptions together. It is indeed a rectangular space. The space is very limiting to accommodate me inside. There seems to be a horizontal switch on the right. I tried it and couldn't turn it on at all, and it has nothing to do with strength. I tried to touch the ceiling and said, "I am No. 1, the ceiling is solid. There is nothing. Don't you have a white strip there? See if there is any problem with the white strip?"

I do have something here, but I understand one thing.

If someone locked me up here, would it be deliberately hidden among us like a chainsaw? If that's true, the other six people except me may be bad people now. Then they are very likely to be tricking me, just like No. 7.

I have something here, but I can't say it. What if it's something that will kill me? I can only study this thing slowly by myself.

At this time, I saw the things above. To be precise, I am not a complete space here. There are two small compartments on the ceiling, and a U-shaped barrier in the middle.

Because it was very dark and invisible, I didn't dare to put my hand in it at this time.

I was fumbled or I was looking for clothes to wrap and reached in to take a look, only to find that I didn’t even have clothes.

"Are you wearing clothes? It seems that my clothes have been stripped?" I asked quickly.

"I don't have clothes, either."

"It's so disgusting. Those who caught us took off our clothes."

"Isn't it that all people are naked when they escape?"

"Do you still care about your image? As long as you can escape, the seven people covered their heads, and their lower bodies are still the same?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.

In the originally oppressive environment, everyone was relieved.

But after all, they are still locked up now, and what everyone needs is to run out instead of jokes.

After a burst of laughter, there was a longer silence.

At this time, everyone realized something, and the beginning and end were breakthroughs.

"Has No. 7 discovered it?"

After waiting for a while, a voice came from the bottom: "No, there is nothing special. The white strip seems to be a light strip, but the light is very dim, and there is nothing below. No. 1, do you really have nothing there? Logically speaking, although we forgot how the bad guy threw us in, there must be an exit? I don't have a tail, so it must be yours."

At this time, No. 7 threw the matter to me again.

I understand that there are indeed two things similar to gaps here, but because there is no protective measures, I dare not touch them at all.

Helplessly, I could only find an excuse and spoke to everyone below: "It is indeed the most likely way out of the beginning and end, but I really didn't find anything. Who doesn't want to leave here? Are you looking for the other two, three, four or five?"

"I'm looking for it seriously."

"The space is so big, I can touch it with my hands."

"Don't say that, why don't we check it carefully?"

"That is, maybe the switch or the way out is in the mezzanine where any of us exists."

Everyone began to encourage each other and began to grop around them for clues.

I gritted my teeth and had to make a choice at the left and right ends.

Men and women are on the right side, I chose to go to the left and reached out and entered.

It seemed like a pulling ring. I grabbed the pulling ring with both hands and pulled it down with no movement.

Just like everyone has switches in the compartment, it feels like this thing looks like a pull ring. But in fact it may be a decoration, completely welded to it.

I couldn't pull down the pull ring on the left at all, and after I found no electric shock or other dangers.

I began to stretch my hand into the groove on the right, and there was a pull ring like the same.

The one on the left cannot be pulled, and the one on the right also cannot be pulled.

This feels like I'm in a secret room, and I seem to have played escape room in my memory.
To be continued...