My House of Horrors

There are too few clues that Chen Song can't restore the truth about what happened.

He put the three chairs back in place and turned his head around, as the mirror appeared to be extraordinarily empty in the dance room.

“It's so clean, I think I've cleaned it more than once.” There's no garbage on the ground, which is not good news for Chan Song: “The scene was cleaned up, I hope those special red dancing shoes weren't thrown away. ”

Chen Gong walked away from the mirror to the corner of the dance room with various certificates of honor posted on the wall and a similar scorecard.

After looking twice, Chen Song suddenly discovered a problem, and the first person on this list was erased with a carbon pen.

“No first place list?” Chen Song saw the names of Qian Yujiao and several other girls in the list, but only did he find Zhang Ya.

He looked away, and there were some honorary award-winning photographs on the wall, one of which attracted the attention of Chant.

That should be a photograph of six people, five of them clustered together, with a bright sunny smile on their faces, while the sixth person stood at the corner, a distance from the other five, and her image was cut with scissors. If it weren't for the small half of the snow and white dancing shoes at the bottom of the photograph, I'm afraid Chan Song would have thought that this photograph would have been taken by five people.

“It's all personal photos and small group photos, why not the whole class?” Chen Gong took a photo of the phone against the honor wall and then touched the wall to continue forward, quickly discovering a room without any markings.

With curiosity, he pushed the door in.

The house has a desk, wardrobe, and a single bed.

“Looks like a tutor's office, but why a bed? Is there another teacher on the night shift?” Chen Gong flipped the case and held a glimmer of hope to find red dancing shoes. Unfortunately, the wardrobe was empty and only a large number of copies of the certificate of honor were stuffed in the drawer.

“Looks like the West City Private College is a pretty good dancer and has won so many awards.” Chen Song randomly flipped several copies, including one with Qian Yujiao's name on it: “Swan Lake City Ballet Team Champion, qualified for the provincial competition. ”

This copy of the Certificate of Honor was not posted on the outside Wall of Honor and, more strangely, it should have been awarded six names, but the last one was erased.

“Same as the scorecard. ”

Chen Gong wandered around the house for a moment, then walked out of the room after nothing.

As soon as he opened the door, Chan Guo's heart jumped. The three chairs deviated from their original position and followed him.

“Here we go again! ”

Chen Gong forced himself not to look at the chairs, and he quickly walked forward. If there was no gain within three minutes, he decided to leave the activity center.

Light it up on your phone and go all the way to the deepest part of the dance room before Chen Song sees the women's locker room sign at the corner.

“The women's locker room and the girls' bedroom bathroom are said to be heavily shady places in school, so I need to be careful.” He gently pushed open the door to the women's locker room, placing two rows of iron cabinets against the wall and a long wooden chair in the middle.

“So this is what the women's dressing room looks like. ”

Chen Guo entered the place for the first time. He closed the door in half and opened a cabinet at random.

There is a set of women's uniforms on the upper floor of the iron cabinet, and unlike public schools, these private college uniforms are better designed.

“The skirt is on my knees, isn't it too short? ”

Chen Gong looked through the pockets of the school uniform and didn't have much to gain. He looked at the lower level of the iron cabinet, where he had a pair of white dancing shoes.

“Wrong color, not what I'm looking for.” Close the cabinet door and Chan Song finds a small card on the lock with the girl's name on it: “This is easy to find. ”

He held his phone to the wardrobe and looked, but he didn't find Zhang Ya's name in a circle. He just found a lonely, unmarked cabinet in the corner of the dressing room.

“This wardrobe seems to be isolated by all the cabinets and left alone in the corner.” Chen Gong opened the closet door and threw a dirty ballet dress on the top floor of the closet, with nothing on the bottom floor.

“Without a name, who would this cabinet belong to, being excluded from everyone?” Chen had an answer in his heart, and he took the dress out and found five boxes of already spoiled candy gift bags pressed under the dress.

“What does that mean?” Chen Gong put the ballet dress on the wooden chair, looked at it with the candy box, and put a handmade bag on the outside of the box, each little bag carefully and seriously wrote the name of a girl.

The names vary, but the handwriting is identical, and it can be seen that the names are written by the same person.

“The candy box should be a gift she specially prepared.” When Chen Gong picked up the last box of candy, he saw a picture placed at the bottom of the cabinet.

This photo is the full version of that photo on the honor wall outside, with a congratulatory 414 dormitory qualifying for the provincial contest with a total of six girls on the front.

Five of these clusters were crowded to the far right of the picture, smiling brightly and happily, standing a sixth girl half-width apart.

The girl is perfectly tall, about a metre and seven, she is like a real white swan, elegant, pure, soft and beautiful, even if she tries to be part of someone else's circle, but her own temperament does not fit with those personalities.

“Isn't this Zhang Ya? ”

Chen Gong was really unable to connect the grievance, evil and brutal red ghost with the girl in the photo. He whispered to himself and accidentally read Zhang Ya's name.

This was just an unintentional move for Chen Song, but just after he read Zhang Ya, several wardrobes in the women's dressing room made squeaky, squeaky sounds, as if they were overburdened and could be squeezed at any moment. More to his surprise, at the same time, the women's locker room door rang a dense “chirp” and "chirp” sound, as if something was rushing over.

“Who?”

Shoving the photo in his clothes pocket, Chen Gong walked toward the door with a tool hammer. He pushed half the wooden door open and the three chairs outside blocked him in the women's locker room.

“You really think I can't tear you apart?” Chen's back had been soaked with cold sweat, but his expression still hadn't changed much, and the hand-held tool hammer proactively walked towards the chair.

There are no other exits for women's locker rooms, and if they are not rushed out, the situation will move in a more unfavourable direction.

Chen Gong's gaze floated outside. He planned his escape route, but when his eyes saw the mirror in the dance room, he lifted his footsteps and couldn't put them down.

The mirror shows the entrance to the women's locker room, the only difference being that there are three female students sitting on three chairs in the mirror.