Chapter 86: 86 The previous lover 10

I asked dryly, not knowing what else to say.

The lifeguard looked at me warily but didn’t speak. The skinny boy pushed his glasses up, "We're just wondering when you showed up. We didn't see you there a second ago."

I guessed this was going to be the process of treating me like a ghost hey must not have been able to see me just now even though I've been sitting here the whole time. How was I going to explain my sudden appearance?

All eyes looked at me, I smile casually: "You don’t believe me when I say I’ve just been here? I was here earlier, you must not have noticed until I called out to you all just now."

Several people looked at me doubtfully, fortunately a boy supported my claim: "He’s been there the whole time."

Several people looked at each other, then at the boy who had just spoke. They seemed suspicious of him, too.

"Well, we’re still trying to call the police as soon as possible. Does anybody have any ideas?" I decided against trying to explain myself any further out of fear that it would only make things worse. I was also finding it hard to tell who the ghost with all the attention on me was. It might be safer, to stay away from the crowd. Of course, I still had to remain vigilant enough to keep an eye on everyone.

Talking about the police reminded everyone about the predicament we were in. Everyone began talking and pitching ideas, but none of the ideas were sound. Everyone’s mobile phones was lacking signal. The door would not budge open. There was a window that was open, but it was at least 5 to 6 meters above from the ground.

"There's a landline in the office. Maybe we can get a call through." Said the lifeguard as he pointed to a dim passage.

It was a hallway meant just for staff. In the dim light, it appeared long and a little scary. Particularly under the current circumstances.

"Let's give it a shot." said the fat boy.

The fat boy glanced at the body still floating in the pool and gulped audibly as if to urge us forward.

The crowd discussed the situation and they all agreed to go to the office and try calling the police. A few people definitely still suspected me and the boy, so they asked us to go ahead.

To be honest, I didn’t want to. Lu Lu and Xiao Lingdang were in the corner of the pool. Although I wouldn’t be bale to hear them, I felt safer when I was able to see them. It would be much safer staying by the pool as opposed to going into the dark passage, even though that was where the three bodies lay.

I walked behind the boy, just one meter away. Such a distance allowed us to react to anything that may pop up. The others followed about three meters behind. I walked very slowly, always watching what was going on behind me. Instead of worrying about the dark passage, I was less afraid keeping them at a distance.

The passage was quite ordinary. Except for the dim lights, there was nothing special about it. There weren’t many doors in the long passage. There were white walls and perhaps because the swimming pool was full of water, the walls appeared to be damp too.

Everyone’s footsteps echoed along the hall. It felt as if we were walking forever. We finally walked past a door and the lifeguard told us to stop and motioned me and the boy to back off. It must have been the office, sure enough, the lifeguard took out a string of keys from his pocket and opened the door.
He reached around the corner, feeling around, and searching for what must have been a light switch. After a while, the lifeguard said: "The light must be broken. That’s strange. It was working fine this afternoon."

The words of the lifeguard keep me in a tight mind. The dark office is like a monster that opens its mouth, waiting for us to fall into the net.

The lifeguard takes out his mobile phone, and shines inside with the light of the phone, and then makes way for me and the boy.

I do not take the phone, and I can only use the boy's mobile phone’s light that is not strong to walk in. The office has windows. Now it should not be too late, but the office windows are dark. Not even moonlight.

All these make me more alert, and since the door of the office opens, a lot of things have gone awry.

The office is large, lined with rows of desks and chairs, looking as neat as a classroom, with everything on its desk, neatly or cluttered, looking like someone was using it, and at the end of the office, there is a sofa, a red phone is on top of the small table by the sofa.

The phone is obvious. And there’s no need for the lifeguard to point it out, we can see it at a glance. The boy and I walk slowly towards the phone. Not knowing if it is my hallucination, I always hear a faint sound of water droplets.

"Di, di, di". The closer the phone, the clearer the sound of water droplets is. This is not my illusion, and my heart suddenly wakes up. Is Wu Ting here?

"Did you hear the sound of the water?" I look at the phone in the distant light and say to the boy.

"Well, yes." The boy nods. But he strangely looks at me. It’s just the sound of ordinary water droplets. My reaction is a little big.

There was no way to explain to the boy, but my pace is getting slower and slower, and the lifeguard a few metres away has heard me, with a bit of hurry in his voice: "The water cooler is broken and the water is dripping all the time."

I say an "Oh", but I am more alert to the lifeguard because it seems to me that the lifeguard is deliberately explaining the problem to me.

When we get near it, the boy's mobile phone’s light turns to the clear sound of water drops, and there is a water dispenser, as the lifeguard says, dripping slowly into the tray, the tray full, and it is flowing down the water dispenser. A small pool of water has formed on the ground.

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Although the boy's light quickly turns to the phone, I still see that. The water dispenser is empty, and at least there is no water in it from my position.

"Your water dispenser is running out of water, and you're not going to fix it." I ask the lifeguard tentatively in a playful tone.

Lifeguard says: "It’s none of your business. Go."

Well, I don't find out any information. At least I don't see it, but when the boy hears it and he shines the light back to the water dispenser. This time, I see some black thing floating in the bucket on the water dispenser. It looks like hair.

The boy probably sees it, too. The light doesn't leave the water dispenser, and the teeth begin to quiver. "What's in there?"

Several lights shine to the water dispenser at the same time. In the strong light, the black things that float in the water dispenser become clearer. That is a few long hairs.

A few screams come, and everyone becomes a little panicked. The lifeguard roars, and calms the surroundings, and then walks over to the water dispenser and looks carefully: "What's strange is that. It’s just that the bucket gets dirty."

The lifeguard finishes saying, panic slightly reduced, and I subconsciously keep away from the water dispenser or the lifeguard next to the water dispenser, and then pick up the landline, directly turning on the hands-free, calling the police.

The phone is through. There is a female voice over there, but the noise with the current is inaudible, and the boy looks a little excited and comes up to speak loudly about the address and the situation, but it is obvious that the other side can not hear our voice. After a noise, the other party hangs up the phone.

At this time, the fat boy is no longer worried about how I appear, coming up, pushing me away, and then pick up the phone to dial a mobile number. This time, it is a male voice, but the phone call is with a huge sound of electric current, letting the person hear unclearly, the fat boy roaring loudly, but not causing the other party's response. Soon, the telephone hangs up.

The thin boy and I both try once, and the results are the same. There is no way to communicate.

Looking at the lifeguard who is still standing in front of the water dispenser and blocking the water dispenser: "You try it too."

The lifeguard says, "You can't get through. What else do I try?"

"The phone is broken." say I, tempted.

"It's been a while."

As soon as the lifeguard finishes, the fat boy cries and yells, "Since you know it's broken and why you let us come to do it."

The thin boy comes a little closer to me. I look at him subconsciously, and he looks at me too. The eyes behind his glasses seem to blink. The child is very calm and seems to find something wrong. Yes, since the lifeguard knows the phone is broken, so why does he bring us to this office?

Moreover, the lifeguard's blocking in front of the water dispenser keeps me on my guard.

"Sometimes the phone works, but sometimes it doesn’t, and I'm taking a chance, too.” The lifeguard tries to explain.

A little angry, the fat boy walks toward the lifeguard as if trying to question him, but is pulled by the skinny boy, who looks at the lifeguard and says, "Are there any other phone calls?"

“Let me think.“ The lifeguard says, as if really thinking, lowering his head, not speaking.

Don’t the staff here know where there is a phone? I think the lifeguard is a little strange, but at first the lifeguard's reaction at the pool is quite normal.

I am a little puzzled, and I can only maintain a point of vigilance, to see the situation.

The lifeguard seems to think of something. "There must be a phone in our supervisor's office."

The people all look at each other, and then I ask, "Where is the supervisor's office?"

The lifeguard points to the direction behind us and almost all of us turn around. Indeed, there is a black door not far behind us, but there is no sign.

Black door. Where can it use a black door? I am very strange, because either private enterprises or government departments, I have been to, but I have never seen a black door.

I feel cold in my heart, when I notice that all the people are watching the door, looking back worried. Because without lights, I can only vaguely see the lifeguard puts his cell phone on top of the water dispenser, and the light shines to the ceiling, he doing something.

"What are you doing?" My voice is so loud that a few lights shot at the lifeguard at the same time. The lifeguard is muttering to himself with his hands crossed, facing to the water dispenser, but the voice is so low that it seems to be completely silent.

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