My House of Horrors

Chen Gong took off his shirt, and the two nurses mounted the probes of the pickup and portable dynamic ECG monitor. After commissioning, several lines appeared on the projection in the middle of the hall showing fluctuations.

The person in charge is on the high side, pointing to those lines: "HRPR stands for heart rate and pulse rate, SpO2 stands for blood oxygen saturation, RESP stands for respiratory rate, TEMP stands for body temperature, and through these lines we can see your psychological and emotional changes clearly and intuitively. ”

Put your clothes back on and Chan Gong doesn't think it matters: “Can we get started? ”

“The entrance is on the left side of the lobby, the exit is on the right side of the lobby and we will wait for you at the exit.” The person in charge briefly explained to Chen Gong: “There is a guide in the haunted house, he will tell you the specific process. ”

“Okay.” Chen Gong lowered his head and entered Tian Fu Hospital.

Looking behind Chen Song, the person in charge had to smile, they had held a similar event in the new sea before. Several of the lines on the screen, as if they were roller coasters, combined with the screaming of loudspeakers, can create a very real effect, and even if the outside visitors don't go in, they can still feel the fear of the experience.

“What an interesting guy.” The person in charge locked the entrance door in silence, touched out the phone, greeted the actor in the haunted house, told them not to leave their hands and did their best.

……

The door closed, the light dimmed, Chen Song and other eyes adapted to the darkness before walking forward.

The first scene in the door was the security booth, where a man in a security uniform sat with Chen Song on his back, with a bloody television in front of him, and the scene flashed, as if it was broadcasting news about the hospital.

This is the prep room, mainly to tell visitors about the background of the haunted house and increase the visitor's sense of intake.

“The key to the next scene should be the security guard, which is an interesting setup.” Chen Gong walked to the gate of the security booth, lay on the only window and shouted inside: “Dude, what are you looking at? ”

When he heard Chen Song's cry, the security guard turned around slowly. His face was sweaty, his fingers pointed at the TV and his lips shivered: “Yes, yes...”

“Stubborn character set? Very professional." Chen Gong went into the house and looked at the TV, and the screen played several pieces of news, and the patient jumped out of the building for no reason; Dr. Blackheart bought and sold organs; and the patient, who had been confirmed dead, returned to the hospital the following night.

The production of these fake news pieces took some effort and was accompanied by surveillance videos.

On the pitch-black hospital corridor, a woman in white drowned her head unconsciously and her face covered with dark hair.

The video seems to have been clipped. The last second the woman was still far away, the next second came in front of her. After the third second, the woman appeared directly in front of the surveillance probe, and a grim face filled with television screens.

“There's a ghost!” The security guard standing behind Chen Gong screamed at the same time, and he estimated that he had exercised countless times, and the timing was just right.

Taking a gentle breath, Chan Sing shook his head: “You arranged it very cleverly. If you changed into red, it might really surprise me. ”

The ghost in red has special significance for Chan Song.

At the end of the video, there is a guide inside the haunted house, which is basically a one-line tour, just go through the drama.

Such a haunted house is the most efficient, but in terms of "entertainment," it's far less than an open haunted house by Chen Song.

Make a note of the map and Chan Gong walks out. When he turns around and sees the guard, his eyes gently squeeze up and his heart beats slightly faster.

The security guard behind it sometime put on a thin ghost mask that looked like the ghost face in the video.

He looked at Chan Song in silence, and Chan Song looked at him in silence: "If you don't have anything to say, just get out of the way, don't take too long. ”

“We haunted houses once, if you encounter anything against common sense, be sure to turn to surveillance for help!” The security guard looked serious, not at all like he was lying.

“Can you be specific about the scene? And what's that ghost like?” Chen Gong swept the security booth, and there was a flashlight and some props under the counter. These items should be provided to tourists, but the security guard had no intention of giving them.

“When you meet, you'll know the way out on the left, push the wall, and you'll officially start exploring the secrets of Tian Fu Hospital.” The security guard spoke strangely, no more words, and kicked Chen Song out of the security booth.

“Is there really a ghost? But dying is sadness and all that.” Chen Gonghu muttered something that the security guards could not understand, pushing the side of the wall into it.

The ghost house was filled with machines, and the wall was pushed away and automatically closed, and someone remotely manipulated it.

“The details are in place and deserve such a great reputation.” Chen Gong was impressed by the design of the door prep room alone, and this visit may also help him broaden his design thinking.

Behind the walls is the hospital corridor, restricted by the grounds and only half the width of the normal corridor, the most attractive being a wind-dried "female corpse” hanging in the middle of the corridor, which seems to herald a dangerous way forward.

The hallway should be a buffer zone that gives visitors a dangerous psychological preparedness, which is still quite humane.

Chen Gong walked towards the “female corpse”, and as he approached him, he stopped again.

The wobbly "female corpse" stuck half the blind spot at the corner of the corridor, with a very discreet iron cabinet standing on the other side of the corner.

Normal visitors will definitely be attracted to the wobbly "corpse” when they come in, which gives them a good chance of ignoring the iron cabinet.

“There must be someone in the closet. ”

“Tourists were frightened and nervous in the security room, and the first time they came in, they were attracted to female corpses. When they focused on passing next to female corpses, a ghost burst out of the cabinet around the corner, and it was exciting to think about it. ”

Design without a bottom line, encountering a cliché that never knows what to fuck, will be a face-to-face confrontation between shameless and insidious cunning.

“I seem to have found the fun of playing haunted houses as a child.” Chen Gong's body was close to the wall and the actor hid in the cabinet. Instead, he stuck to each other's horizons.

Slowly approaching, he didn't even look at the wobbly female corpse and looked at the iron cabinet with the afterlight of the corner of his eyes.

The front of the prop wardrobe looks alike, but some of the iron leather on the back is loose and a mouth is split close to the corner of the wardrobe. Probably because it's in the corner and it's not obvious, so it's not patched.

“The people in the closet must have focused their attention too, ready to wait for me to get close and come out and scare me.” The more intimidating it is, the more professional the actor, the more so.

Chen Gong thought about it for a while, took out the phone set an alarm clock that rang a minute later, then chose the ringtone as "Wedding Clothes", slowly squatted down, and put the phone in the gap behind the iron cabinet.