My House of Horrors

Heshan's bitter mouth said for half a day, but several elders and sisters were indifferent. They all felt that Heshan was deliberately exaggerating the facts as a cover for their cowardice.

They were walking around the haunted house for a few minutes, thinking the haunted house was nothing more than that.

“Hill, hide behind your sister if you're afraid.” The woman called Hui first walked into the next room alone: “The arrangement is almost as good as watching the crime scene in the bedroom. ”

“Then follow the group just now.” The monkey's butt is chasing after Hui Sister: “Find the door early and get out early. I'm already feeling a little bored. ”

Old Song and another quiet girl named Shizuru followed, leaving only Crane Mountain, Brother Feng and Old Zhao in the corridor.

“To be honest, it's disappointing.” Old Zhao is a fat man with whiter skin than the vast majority of girls. He has poor health and will sweat on his forehead if he doesn't walk a few steps further.

“Come on, cut it out. Let's get going.” Brother Feng waved his hand and walked forward. Old Zhao followed closely behind.

Soon there was only Heshan left alone in the corridor. He could not speak in bitterness, and now he is the only one who remains on high alert: “Something will definitely happen this way. ”

He took two steps forward and suddenly stopped: “The background music seems to have changed, how can there be an unknown sense of familiarity? ”

It's not too late to think about it, and there's another crisp sound coming from the ears, sometimes nothing, as if coming from the road they came from.

“Has anyone come after us?” Heshan didn't dare to stay and quickly caught up with the students.

When the black Friday sounds, the midnight escape game really begins, the light becomes darker, the debris in the corridor rolls down itself from time to time, on the distant staircase, the sound of the chain collision is slowly approaching.

“Got something!” Sister Hui, who walked in the front, took a doll out of the house: “You see, there's a doll in the middle of the house. ”

“Sister, don't touch anything in the haunted house. The last time we touched the coffin, we triggered the machine.” Heshan was teaching his own experience, but he found that no one cared about him. He could only stand outside silently and watch the elders of the school die wildly.

“There must be something wrong with this doll. Would it be a symbol in the middle of the house?” The monkey lifts the doll's head up, and the doll looks like a five- or six-year-old girl, but without eyes, her body is burned black: “Can't you see it should mean dark, her body is burned because of hell? ”

“Probably heralds murder, right?” Brother Feng pressed the body of the doll: “The filling is not cotton, it's a bit stiff, open it and see. ”

The monkey opened the zipper behind the doll, and the doll was stuffed with shreds of paper, and took out one of them. The text on it was grassy and childish, as you can see, the writer was not too old.

“What's it say? ”

The only monkey who looked at the contents of the note, his face was not very natural, he put the note in front of a few people, it had only five words on it - you're all going to die!

“It seems to be written on every note. ”

“How much vengeance. ”

“Throw it away, it's bad luck.” The poetry bell, which had been speaking very little, seemed particularly frightened of the doll, and she hurried outside the crowd after a glance.

“It's just a doll, don't freak out, maybe it's a ghost house ornament.” The monkey shoved the note back into the doll's body and threw it in the hallway: “Let's go to the next room. ”

He spoke with a distinct trembling sound, which showed that he was not as calm as he had shown.

“Wait a minute.” Xiao Hui raised her left hand and she was grabbing a few pieces of incomplete paper: “In the room where the doll was found, I also found this. Look, it should have been torn from the diary. ”

“Let me see.” Old Zhao took those sheets of paper and read them directly: “I found that there seemed to be someone hiding in the house, I didn't know if he was hiding under the bed or in the cabinet. I told my parents and my sister that they all seemed to be worried about something and didn't have time to listen to me. Late at night, Dad checked all the doors and windows in the apartment building before going to bed. I don't know what they were afraid of, but I know that there seems to be someone really hiding in my house...”

“Shit! What the hell?” Old Zhao can't even read it. Give Xiao Hui those papers back: “It's all designed to interfere with us. Seriously, you lose. ”

“The details were handled well and unfortunately didn't scare me.” Xiao Hui put the paper back in place and several people continued to move towards the next room. None of them noticed that the doll, which had been thrown at random on the ground, suddenly flipped.

“Find the exit and stop the ink. ”

Four or five rooms were searched for in a row, and several people came to the right side of the corridor.

“The third floor is huge and hasn't been searched yet, but I think the probability of an exit on the third floor is very small, and if I were a haunted house operator, I wouldn't have put the exit and entrance on the same floor.” Brother Feng was very sensible to analyze.

“Do you want to work in groups? ”

“Don't! It's not on the same floor and can easily be broken one by one!” Heshan inserted a sentence, but everyone selectively ignored him.

“It's been 10 minutes since I've been in here, and nothing's happened. This haunted house has a nice vibe, but it's scary. I think it's better to separate.” Old Zhao wiped the sweat off his forehead and went on to say: “Don't forget the purpose of our coming here. Only if we find the exit within the prescribed time will we be making back the lost face! ”

“It makes sense, and it's grouped according to the original plan. ”

Just as a few people were about to agree, the intolerable Crane Mountain finally stood up: "Will you listen to me? ”

He went among several people, pointing to the other side of the corridor: “Beginning a few minutes ago, I heard a chain in the hallway, something was following us! ”

By Heshan, several people reacted, listened to the side ears, and could indeed hear the clearer and clearer chain sound.

“The Haunted House owner said the scene was called Midnight Run, and since it was a run, there must be a killer.” Old Zhao patted Heshan's shoulder: “Don't get into the play too deeply. The killer behind it must be a ghost house employee pretending to be a ghost house employee. He knows it's a human pretence. What's to be afraid of? Isn't that right? ”

Several people laughed and thought it was Heshan who was too sensitive.

“Don't panic. If you have a senior to support you, no one will be afraid.” Old Zhao said to take out his cell phone: "Didn't we promise to record a short video in the haunted house and put it on the haunted house owner's community homepage to laugh at him? I think this place is fine. Come on, let's take a look at the camera. ”

He picked the angle, entered everyone in it, swept his eyes across the screen, was about to speak, and an unspeakable feeling of bone suddenly burst over his head!

Fat trembled, old Zhao shook his hand and threw his phone out!

“Fatty! Are you fucking crazy? ”

“What are you doing? Surprise me! ”

Old Zhao didn't speak, he swept everyone's eyes, his teeth trembled: “See for yourselves, counting me in, how can there be eight people! ”