My House of Horrors

After more than a dozen seconds, Brother Feng passed away from God, and he pointed at the bathroom with impotence: “Mirror...”

Simple and simple, the words seem to have a unique magic. Chen Sing's face changed slightly, dragged Feng to bed and went into the bathroom himself.

The mirrors on the walls had been smashed and the glass fragments scattered everywhere.

After Crane Mountain fainted before, Chen Gong covered all the mirrors in the haunted house with black cloth, and the wind calmed down for a while. Now the new scene opens, and he loses sight of it, and it turns out to be something like this.

For any entertainment facility, it is very clear that once labeled as a safety hazard, it becomes difficult to continue to operate.

He picked up a lens on the ground and looked at himself in the fragment: "We have to get rid of this thing as soon as possible! ”

Chess score black and white, people have good and evil, ghosts are the same thing.

That thing in the mirror has obvious malice towards the living, which Chen Song can sense, it is extremely aggressive and carries an unspeakable purpose.

Heshan fainted and Feng was scared to smash the mirror. The two accidents rang the alarm bell for Chen Song, creating a sense of urgency.

Covering the mirror with black cloth is not a long-term plan, and what is in the mirror has become an obstacle to the rapid development of the haunted house.

The mirror was smashed and nothing suspicious was left in the bathroom. Chen Gong turned around and walked out.

He grabbed the hammer in his hand and sat next to Brother Feng: "Can you tell me what just happened? ”

After a few minutes of rest, Feng finally breathed smoothly, but his face was still pale and scary: “I don't know. ”

“Nothing, say whatever comes to mind.” Chen Gong stared at Feng, unlike Heshan who was directly stunned, the psychological capacity of this person was obviously much stronger, at least he dared to resist.

Brother Feng tried to sit out of bed, his face was much better, but the fear in his eyes didn't diminish by half: “I was chased by your staff and rushed into this room, okay at first, but then I heard someone calling me. ”

“Did he call you by your name? ”

“No, but I can feel it calling me.” Brother Feng grabs his hair: “The sound is in this room, and it took me a long time to determine the source of the sound. ”

Speaking of which, his eyes became more fearful: "The sound came from the mirror in the bathroom, and I could hear it, but I couldn't hear it clearly. I don't know what it's talking about, but it's about me. ”

“And then what?” Every word Brother Feng says is remembered in his heart, and this precious experience helps him understand the monsters in the mirror more deeply.

“Then I stood in front of the mirror, trying to figure out what this was all about? I tried to take the mirror off, but when I touched the mirror, the sound in my ear suddenly became louder, and my brain started to get a little confused, and I looked at myself in the mirror, and the more I looked at it, the less I felt.” Brother Feng spoke of the key place, his heart palpitated sweeping the bathroom, as if there were some monster hidden there, it might jump out at any moment: “I stand in front of the mirror myself, the mirror shows that the person is not me, normally I would definitely feel scared, want to stay away, but the thing that reminds me most of now is that the fear has happened. ”

“What is it? ”

Brother Feng said very seriously: “At that time, I didn't feel any fear and fear, everything seemed normal, but my body began to tilt towards the mirror, my face almost to the mirror, I could clearly see that the face in the mirror was also approaching me, obviously the exact same face, but it made me feel very strange, I couldn't say what was wrong, but I always felt that the face in the mirror did not belong to me. My mind was getting confused, my brain didn't give me any instructions, but my hand pressed directly on the mirror, and I felt like I wanted to get into the mirror, and it wasn't right, as if I was locked in the mirror, trying to get out. ”

In his nightmare routine, Chen Gong had a similar experience. Looking back at his phone recording, his body was slowly tilting towards the mirror: “How did you get rid of it? ”

“Or because of the mirror.” Brother Feng gave Chen Song an unexpected answer: “I had no idea what I was doing at that time. When my face was about to stick to the mirror, I suddenly saw a puppet lying behind me through the mirror. ”

“Puppet? ”

“Yeah, just like the puppets I saw in the other rooms in the building, slap-sized and bearded.” Brother Feng nodded his head and drew his hands in comparison: “Suddenly there was an extra puppet behind me, and I started to get scared, and fear burned like fire, and I had an idea in my head —— leave quickly, but the body didn't listen to the call, the will and the body started to fight, and it felt like a ghost bed. ”

Brother Feng said very bluntly, but Chen Song could hear the danger.

“Then suddenly I heard the scream of Crane Mountain on the second floor, and suddenly I woke up as if I was dreaming.” The fear in his eyes dissipated: “I was really scared to the point, so I picked up the chair and smashed the lens, which was absolutely instinctive. You're a horrible house. I forgot I was in a haunted house. ”

Speaking of which, Brother Feng suddenly remembered something, he waved at Chen Song: “I told you that this was true. There was absolutely no intention to exaggerate or shirk responsibility. The mirror will pay the original price. ”

“You don't have to pay for the mirror, you're the best result for me if you're not hurt.” Chen Gong stood up and walked around the house: “Where is the puppet you saw now? ”

Brother Feng was somewhat hesitant: “I think I kicked you under the bed. Is that your prop? Excuse me.”

Lifting the sheets, Chan Gong took out the puppet with the footprints on it and helped him get rid of the dust: “You should thank this puppet, he saved you just now. ”

“Puppet saved me? Okay... thanks, can I go now?” Brother Feng shrunk backwards and his face grew paler. He felt that the haunted owner in front of him was not too normal, but people had to bow their heads under the roof, so he said thank you very reluctantly.

“If I told you that everything you just went through wasn't haunted house props and effects, but was real, would you believe it?” Wearing a bloodstained doctor's uniform, he held an old rag doll in his arms, and Chen Gong skewed his head to gauge the college students in front of him.

Poor Brother Feng approached the height of one meter and nine. At this time, he shrunk his legs around the corner of the bed like a little girl. His face was helpless: “Do you think I should say believe? Or should I say no? ”