My House of Horrors

Chan Sing's confession made the woman on the other side of the phone suddenly overwhelmed, and she never thought someone would ask such a question.

“Are you a ghost? ”

Chan Sing repeats, the tone is calm and natural. It sounds like you're asking if you ate today?

The woman's breathing became impatient, she was unnamed and irritable, and a murmur began to appear in the microphone, and the signal suddenly became poor.

“If you don't answer, it's default. ”

Chen Gong held his cell phone and leaned against the door. I'm afraid those who didn't know thought he was on the phone with an old friend he hadn't seen in years.

“I…” The woman on the phone wanted to say something but felt unsuitable. She had no idea what the attitude of the other person was to ask such a difficult question.

A normal person who finds himself on the phone with a ghost, shouldn't the first reaction be to throw his phone aside screaming?

Even if you can't resist throwing your phone, shaking your hands and hanging up the phone!

Why don't you just be scared and even come and ask?

The woman on the phone whispered a few words and the call was suddenly interrupted.

Listening to the busy noise from the mobile phone, Chen Song was not surprised: “I seem to have become angry after I discovered it. ”

He put away his cell phone and stood in the pitch-black corridor: "In room 304, three guests disappeared or were killed, gamblers and salesmen. I've just met, the woman playing intermediary is most likely the second owner of the English teacher. ”

It's not even midnight yet, and Chan has met three different ghosts, and he has a hunch that this is just the beginning.

“I don't know what other weird guy I'm gonna meet after dawn, and I think I'm gonna change my mind.” Chen Gong walked to the door of room 304 with a broken skull hammer on his backpack: “Instead of being held by his nose, let's go straight. ”

The lights in room 305 are reflected in the pitch-black corridor, and the only family hospital in the third hospital is Chen Gong, where the lights are on.

“Households in the neighbourhood are mostly concentrated on the first two buildings, which appear to be a taboo for them at the end.” Chen Guo grabbed the door lock in room 304 and shook it twice hard, the rust came off and the frame trembled slightly.

Possibly due to multiple homicides and more than one violent unlocking by the police, there are obvious signs of prying at the edge of the locks.

“Breaking doors is too rough, not something I like to do, but there's no better way. ”

Keep your eyes on the position, Chan Sing and shatter the hammer!

“Boom! Boom! ”

After several consecutive sounds, the lock was broken, and Chen Guo shoved the hammer handle into the door and forced the door open.

“After all this noise, no one in the neighborhood dared to say anything. It seems that these ghosts usually tease them. ”

Enter 304, turn on the lights in the living room, and Chan Song finds this room strange.

The furniture on the sofa, the dining table is normal, but anything that can be opened, such as drawers and wardrobes, is all blocked by wooden slabs.

“That's a little bit of a murderous house. ”

This may be the reason for the ageing of the line and poor contact. The lights in the living room are dim and disturbing to the instinct.

Going to the center of the house, Chan Gong touched the back of the sofa. The house had not been inhabited for a long time, but it was spotless, as if someone had been cleaning.

“Two rooms and a hall, just like the 305 room layout, except the furniture is much dilapidated. ”

Chen Gong walked up to the shoe cabinet and looked at the wooden board nailed to it. He was curious: "Why are all the cabinets and drawers sealed? Is there something horrible in there? ”

Swinging the shattered hammer, Chen Gong smashed the shoe cabinet open and threw a few pairs of shoes inside, nothing else.

“Left behind by the dead? ”

Leather shoes, high heels and slippers were stuffed inside, and Chen Guo tilted the cabinet and poured them out. He was surprised to find that all the shoes were pierced and scratched by fruit knives.

“Knife marks? Did the tenants do it? ”

I couldn't find anything on my shoes, and Chen Gong looked elsewhere.

The living room is small and even opposite the sofa is a TV cabinet, interestingly enough, the drawer under the TV cabinet is also nailed to the wooden board.

“What I pull out is called an unopened drawer, is that an indication, as long as I try all the drawers, I meet the one that can't open it and take it away? ”

Nobody can give Chen Song an answer, he can only try it himself.

The TV cabinet is in a low position, and Chen Gong took a lot of effort to remove the boards above.

“Wow! ”

Pull open the drawer, and a disc of tape in the black box falls out.

“The tape? How many years ago was this?” He found a new-looking video set that he stuffed underneath the TV.

Plug in the power, press the switch, and as soon as the TV starts, it looks like a shadow flashes through the screen.

“Was there a shadow flashing in the video? Or did something just run past me?” Chen Gong remained vigilant, and he was well aware that the gambler who lost one hand eventually escaped into room 304, where he might be hiding somewhere now.

The tape is from many years ago, the picture quality is poor, the TV seems to be in trouble, and the screen flashes white bars and snowflakes from time to time.

So many years ago, it was a miracle to be able to use things. Chen Song didn't pay attention to the details and squatted in front of the TV to see what it looked like.

The tape records the scene in this room, which is completely stationary, and the person who recorded the video should have fixed the camera somewhere.

“What's he filming?” After a minute, the TV scene still hasn't changed, Chen Song and others were a little impatient, and he found the remote control to try to move forward.

The first half of the video is normal, but the second half is a little strange.

The second half of the tape was taken at night, and the scene was similar to that of Chen Song at this time.

The lights are on, the camera is on TV, the camera is pointing at the living room, and the door to the living room and several of the houses next to it can be captured.

“A drawer is a videotape of a person filming with a camera, filming his house for a long time. ”

Chen Gong understood the intentions of the owner. He must have experienced a psychotic event. In order to prove the determination of his mind, he wanted to use the camera to film everything.

“Otherwise, curiosity kills the cat, finds something wrong with the house, moves away quickly, and stays to die.” Chen Gong continued to watch the video after holding the repeater in his arms.

The quality of the picture was poor, and as Chen Song moved to the end of the video, the same image suddenly changed.

The original normal light in the recording starts to get as dark as it really is, and every time the light goes dark, the closed bedroom door in the recording opens a little bit.