My House of Horrors

It may be that the bathroom window was not tight and the night breeze blew into the house, as if an invisible pair of hands had brushed Chen Song's face.

The door of the toilet compartment swayed gently, making a creaking noise, and the rooftop water beads landed on the floor along the water pipe, as if bugs were crawling in the sewer and sand sounded.

In silence, all voices are amplified, and in this environment, many people feel uneasy, except for Chen Song, whose childhood experiences have allowed him to exercise his mental qualities and nerves.

His mind was blank, he didn't think about anything, he was just silently calculating time.

Almost 20 minutes later, Chen Gong felt that the temperature in the room had dropped a lot, as if he had put a few blocks of ice around his body, and he had to fight a chill on his own.

“Calm down! Don't think about why, don't go scare yourself, you have 10 minutes left, you have to go on anyway!” There was a hidden airflow blowing in his ear, something seemed to wander around Chen Song. He shook his fists with his hands, his hands burst with blue muscles on his back, but his body was like a turquoise, rooted on the ground, motionless.

“Chen Song, Chen Song, Chen Song...”

Silently, with only five minutes left, Chan Song felt that the flame running in the bathroom seemed to be extinguished, and another person in the dark seemed to be celebrating his name.

“Echo? Impossible! ”

“Chan Song...”

The voice seemed to be calling him, a little rushed, as if there was something very important to tell him.

“This sound seems to be coming from outside the door. Want to take a look?” Chen Song quickly dispelled this thought, and the rules of the game made it clear that you just need to stay in front of the mirror.

He counts time in his heart, and the voice in his ear gradually moves away, and he can be sure that someone else is calling his name, and that person seems to be standing outside the door.

“The guy seems anxious, but I'm the one playing the game. What's his rush? It's obviously a trap, too low-level.” Chen Song leaves his mouth open: “The environment and atmosphere are very good, unfortunately the scary means are very single. ”

In the last three minutes, the door panel in the bathroom sounded like someone was scratching with their fingernails, biting with their teeth, and the door was shaking like it was going to open at any moment.

“1798 seconds, 1799 seconds, 1800 seconds!” Half an hour has passed, the voices outside the door have all vanished and everything has returned to calm.

In order to prevent his computational errors, Chen Gong did not immediately open his eyes. He made another 300 noises before taking a step backwards, placing his hands in front of his chest and blinking his eyes.

The candles in the bathroom have long gone out, the bathroom is pitch-black, and the chant seemed to change somewhere.

Turn on the flashlight and when the bright light reappears in the house, he stands still.

The mirror in the bathroom was filled with cracks, and the mirror itself was divided into countless pieces, looking extremely unreal, and what shocked him more was that right in front of the mirror, sometime there was an old doll!

The buttons have bright eyes and patches filled with cotton. The puppet is not cute, but it means a lot to Chen Song, the first doll he ever made and the one his parents brought with them when they disappeared.

The doll backs the broken mirror like it's stopping something from coming out of the mirror.

“The bathroom door is locked. How did the doll get in? From the window? That's not true! Why does it move itself? That's the point!” Chen Gong felt his worldview was collapsing and he was a little confused.

After confronting each other for three minutes, Chen Song calmed down. He moved his cold fingers and slowly approached him.

The button-made eyes, from any angle, were like staring at themselves. Chen Gong stared at this toy made by himself and his mouth twitched unconsciously.

He avoided the doll carefully with his hands and picked up the phone next to him: "Fortunately, I kept an eye on it and was ready. ”

Phone recording has been uninterrupted. Chen Gong carefully saved a backup before starting watching the video.

The video was not very clear, the candle flame swayed, the old song standing in front of the mirror appeared a little stiff, but the image in the mirror was more agile.

In the first 10 minutes, the wind was calm and the turnaround began in the eleventh minute.

The noise of the night breeze was not recorded into the lens, and the video just captured the door of the squatting compartment, shaking it gently for a few moments.

Immediately after that, the noise started appearing in the video, obviously just a very ordinary image, but it gave people an unspeakable sense of horror, which could be the fear of darkness and the unknown in human nature.

Looking at the video, Chen Song's face was not very good. His impression was that he kept his eyes closed and distance from the mirror, but the actual shot showed that his body was slowly leaning forward, as if it were going to stick to the mirror.

By the twenty-fifth minute, his upper body had bent to seventy degrees and the tip of his nose almost touched the mirror.

A few more seconds later, without a sign, a crack began to appear in the mirror, and the scene was shocked by the old song.

Then, the most incredible thing happened, the chant in the mirror changed his expression, grinning his teeth, and hit the mirror hard!

At the same time, the candle went out and the video stopped.

Due to the angle of shooting, there was no footage of the puppets in the video, and what happened in the last five minutes was not clear to Chen Song.

“Something in the mirror came up, and in the end it seemed to have been stopped by this doll. If that's the case, it should have saved me once.” Chen Song picked up the puppet on the sink and asked very seriously: “Can you understand me? Do you know where my parents ended up? ”

The doll did not respond, it was just the eyes made of that button, with a faint glow.

He held the puppet in his arms, looked at the bathroom door, didn't dare go out, a man shrunk under the window sill, took out a black phone, and the information on the completion of the task had been revealed.

“I have to say you are lucky and congratulations on completing your nightmare routine! Obtain Task Reward - Primary Talent Skill Mastery. ”

“Jurong: I want you to be more serious when you inherit this gift. Unlike beauty, a beautician only makeup for a corpse, the beauty in your hand, penetrates life and death, rejuvenating those who are already cold, bringing her eternal beauty. ”

“Complete the Nightmare Difficulty Daily Mission for the first time, earn a new title to Nightmare City, get extra rewards, and unlock the Midnight Run Trial for a Star Terror Scene! Once the trial is complete, this Scene Facility will appear in the Terror House! ”

If you look at the information on the black phone, Chen Gong has thought about it. The development of the haunted house cannot be separated from the makeup artist, whether an actor or a prop, needs a makeup artist to do a second costume. A good makeup artist can create realistic results more easily.