My House of Horrors

The blood red number on the display is a bit dazzling, and when the 24 illuminates, the elevator door opens to both sides.

Unsolidified blood dripped down the corridor and new scratches appeared on the walls.

There was a slight smell of blood in the air, as if something terrible had just happened here.

Chen Guo took off the slaughter knife tied to his calf, held it in his opposite hand and hid it in his sleeve.

“Go inside and see. ”

His back was cold for a while, and Chan Sing didn't turn around. He knew Zhang Ya was behind him.

The hallway is quiet and you can hear everything.

Approximately a third of the way, Chen Gong's ears heard the sound of cutting something.

A few more steps forward, Chen Song finally confirmed that the sound was coming from the room where he first saw the Birdmouth Man.

“There are ten seats next to the dining table, which may represent the first ten patients, the man with the mouth responsible for all kinds of groceries, and he talks about what identity he is in the association? ”

Thinking for a moment, Chen Song shook his head, and now there is no need to think about it. He is not here to investigate anything, but to prepare to completely destroy this association of lunatics.

“Samsung horror scenes, too, Zhang Ya shouldn't weaken them too much. ”

Parked outside the room, Chan Song watched the scene inside the burglar door, his eyebrows wrinkled.

A man in a bird-mouth mask squatted in the corner with a tool in his hand, lying in front of an elderly man and throwing a mask next to him.

The mask Chen Song was seen in the dining room and was worn by rookie number one.

“What are you doing?” Chen Guo blocked the door, and suddenly he opened his mouth and scared the man. He could clearly see the bird-mouthed man's shoulder trembling.

The other person did not turn his head and held his back against Chan Song: “Everyone has left, why don't you go? ”

“Aren't you ready for dinner? I've only been gone a little while, and you're done?” Chen Gong had some regrets in his heart. Whatever the reason, today's plan may change.

“There was a slight problem, and one of them received a message from the chairman and left temporarily.” The man with the mouth of a bird still hadn't turned around, his upper body seemed frozen, his back turned against Chen Song, facing the old man on the ground.

“The Chairman's message?” Chen Gong found something strange about this man and walked into the house: “Can you tell me where they went? ”

“I don't know." The man paused and added: "I advise you not to come. ”

“There was only one elevator at the end of the hall, and I never left the elevator car. Is there another entrance or exit?” Chen Gong got a lot of clues from the man's words, and now that the others have left, he can only get information from this bird-mouthed man.

“Someone will tell you this later, and now you can leave.” Birdmouth men move and stiff as if they deliberately don't turn their faces around.

Chen Gong didn't come to discuss the matter with him. After Birdmouth said it, he not only didn't leave, but took a few more steps inward.

“They're all gone. Why are you still here? Have you always lived here?” Chen Song's question goes on and on.

“I'm only responsible for cleaning and cooking. ”

“Interesting.” Chen Gong has always had doubts about the Birdmouth Man, who is free to stay on the 24th floor and is in charge of everything here.

Is it possible that this man is the chairman?

Maybe the other members lied, the chairman actually and among them.

Chen Gong wanted to prove the problem, and asked the guy who had a bird's mouth would never tell the truth, so he decided to use one of the most straightforward methods.

Whether he's the chairman or not, make him disappear forever, then he's not the chairman.

Birdmouth found Chen Song still approaching and suddenly increased his voice: “Newbie, no matter what you've done outside, it's best to come here and do it according to the rules of the Weird Talks Association. ”

“Weird talk about the rules of the association? All you have to do is tell a story. What's left?” Chen Gong has noticed something wrong with this person, and he is even less willing to let him go.

“It pays to see what you shouldn't see, and now that the other members have left, it's just me and you on this level.” Birdmouth man, he stood up, and at the same time, there was the sound of droplets slipping.

Chen Gong looked at the man with the mouth of a bird, his pants were bloody and the dark black blood was dripping down his pants feet.

“I don't understand what you're trying to say, other members have left, which should be bad news for you.” Chen Gong continued to approach as if he had not seen the blood on the men's pants.

“Really?”

The bird-mouthed man stepped aside and revealed a frightened corpse in the face of the elderly.

“Occasionally, some of the newcomers disappear somehow and everyone gets used to it.” He seemed to be talking to himself, but he also seemed intent on letting Chan sing hear it.

After saying this, the bird-mouthed man turned around, more attractive to his face than the strange tools he had in his hand and the blood stains on his upper body.

He didn't even wear a mask!

That convex mouth was grown on his face like a bird's beak, and the monster's unique blood thread swimmed around his cheek, and this guy might not be human!

“I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it.” The Birdmouth Man shook the weird apparatus in his hand and made a gaping noise: “From the first time I saw you, I wanted to do it, but there were too many people, I didn't find the opportunity, I didn't expect you to find it yourself. ”

Things weren't quite what Chen Gong thought. At first, he thought he was dealing with people.

“I knew I wouldn't waste so much time.” Chen Gong stared at the face of the bird-mouthed man. To survive outside the door for a long time, he had to stick to the living man. The whole head of the bird-mouthed man should be a monster he had never seen before.

Their relationship is like that of a bear-green, skinny ghost. The ghost behind the door resides on the living, who simply controls them by meeting the needs of the ghost.

“The full membership of the Weird Talk Association is probably home to ghosts. It's a little tricky. Could some of them also have ghosts in red? ”

Chen Gong stood there thinking about the problem. The bird-mouthed man thought he was scared and had a cruel smile on his face. He liked to appreciate the struggle of the living, which was also one of the few pleasures he had here.

That's why there are so many bloodstained scratches at the elevator door.

He always drags them once more into the abyss of despair as they rise to the last glimmer of hope.

“The Weird Talk Society is not a place to do good deeds. If you want redemption, you pay the corresponding price! ”

The bird mouth man grabbed the strange apparatus in his hand and rushed towards Chen Song, screaming like a beak.

His neck was then wrapped in black hair, his entire body hung in the air, his legs slammed, his blood thread scattered and one face held in purple.

“What is it?! ”