My House of Horrors

“How did they get here? ”

Doo's voice was all trembling and he walked behind the team, closest to the doll.

“Did you hear footsteps?” Han Qiuming shifted his gaze and looked at Du Chao closely: “To move so many figures, there should be more than one staff member inside. ”

“There's no sound, they're like sudden appearances behind them, I can assure you.” Xiao Dusheng was afraid Han Qiuming would not believe him.

“No sound?” Han Qiuming's eyebrows wrinkled together and stared at the doll for a moment, suddenly smiling: “I know why! ”

As he walked toward the doll, he seemed to really discover the secret hidden in the doll: “The floor of the third ward was full of mattresses, and the staff would not make a sound if they stepped on the mattress. ”

“The people who designed this haunted house are thoughtful and know how to grasp people's hearts. He deliberately hid the dreaded impostor beneath the mattress, thereby diverting our gaze from the true role of the mattress. ”

Han Qiuming parked next to the female doll and raised her mouth slightly: "It's a good idea to hide the footsteps with a mattress, but they acted badly. To bring psychological oppression to the tourist, it is best to keep the distance so that the tourist can feel their presence without touching them. ”

Xiao Du didn't quite understand Han Qiuming's meaning: “Why keep the distance the most horrible? I think it's a little scarier to get this close. ”

“Too late, too tight, can lead to rebellious feelings on the part of tourists, who then act like me.” Han Qiuming pulled out the doll's head and overthrew her. He looked at the rest of the doll in the pitch-black corridor and shouted: “Go on, don't let me get you out of here. Everyone looks bad. ”

“Who are you talking to?” Du found himself a little out of keeping up with Han Qiuming's thinking.

“The staff of ward three, they put on special effects makeup and mix it in the doll pile now!” Han Qiuming pushed the glasses and the color was calm, as if everything was under control.

But after a dozen seconds, the dolls in the hallway still hold their positions.

Several dark painted figures stood staggered in the middle of the corridor, and even if they didn't move, they were a little scary.

“Teacher Han, why don't we go first, if their staff don't want to come out. ”

Little Du persuaded him, but Han Qiuming felt that he could not hang on to his face: “If I found out, it would be up to them. I'm in a bad mood today. Didn't that Chen make a scene in our haunted house? Today I'll let go of my hand and get his haunted house down to the sky! ”

Han Qiuming walked to the doll group, pulled out the head of each doll around him, and kicked the doll to the ground: “Keep hiding, let's see how long you can hide? ”

People roll around and get weirder in the scene.

“Come back, Mr. Han!” Du looked at the doll's head rolling on the ground and his heart beat faster and faster.

“What's the hurry?” Han Qiuming pulled out the heads of four or five dolls in one breath: “The actor was really breathless and preferred the damage to the props to his head. ”

“Boss and Song are far away, let's go too!” Du has been pushing, the people on the ground roll around, and what makes his scalp even more numb is that the look on the doll's face seems to gradually change and they seem to be laughing!

“Don't panic.” After removing the eighth doll's head, Han Qiuming himself hid something wrong: “The doll is fitted with metal brackets and joints. It's already very difficult for adults to move the four at the same time. Are the actors hiding at the end? And yes, even if the staff wears makeup, they will be spotted too close to us, so they must be hiding at the end. ”

Han Qiuming persuaded himself to move on, and the doll behind him, whose body was separated, fell to the ground.

“Mr. Han!” Xiao Du looked at Han Qiuming as a man rushed into the puppet group, worried that he bit his teeth and ran away: “Let's go! It's bad to be seen breaking so many props. ”

“If he dares to smash our scene, he has to be ready for his haunted house to be smashed.” Han Qiuming walked to the last four figures, who were lying in a slightly distant position: "If you don't see the coffin and don't shed tears, you must let me take you out myself. ”

His hand pressed the head of the penultimate figure and gently pulled it off.

“Why are you still a fake?” Du's tone is a little nervous: "Teacher Han, do you think the doll is moving itself? I was just coming over. Seeing the look on the doll's face seems to have changed. ”

“What do you know? Don't talk!” Han Qiuming pulled out two more dolls' heads and his hands began to tremble, falling on the last doll.

Push your hands hard and a man's head is pulled out as if he were crying.

“Holy shit? ”

Han Qiuming held his head and Du Chao's eyes glared at him.

“All fake people?! ”

Little Doo's vocal cord was trembling, and he stood in the middle of a bunch of doll bodies, unable to even move.

“It's okay, don't be afraid! Their staff in the haunted house came to see me, presumably hiding early in the infirmary on both sides.” Han Qiuming threw the doll's head on the ground and rushed into the ward on both sides to check it out.

“Come out! I saw you! ”

After searching several rooms, Han Qiuming iron came out with a blue face.

“Mr. Han, is this haunted house really haunted? That Chen boss is a lunatic. He does everything. I was locked in an iron cabinet.” Little Du's scalp grew numb and began to cry about that horrible experience.

“Come on, it's not a glorious thing.” Han Qiuming waved to interrupt Xiao Du's words, he was calculating the distance from the exit of the third ward to the corner of the corridor: “After the actor moved the doll, he didn't have time to run out of the building, I know, they should have left through the employee aisle, these mattresses might have tunnels or something. ”

Whatever he said, Du won't believe it anymore. He just wants to leave Teacher Han now. He always thinks something big will happen next to this guy.

“Find your own tunnel, I'll go first.” Little Doosa runs.

“No wonder a tourist startled me to cry when I was so timid.” Han Qiuming also lost his breath. He walked toward the third ward and just lifted his foot and found his pants and feet snagged by the fingers of a headless doll.

He didn't think much, kicking the doll's arm off with one foot: "Make it look like it's true. Who are you trying to scare? ”

Walking around the corner, Han Qiuming heard the wind behind him, and there were also “grunts” and “grunts”.

“Disguise yourself as a ghost. ”

Instead of looking around the corner, he accelerated and caught up with the first few tourists.