My House of Horrors

“He didn't follow. ”

Finally relieved, Gao Ruxue didn't even change his shoes, first turn on all the lights in the house.

The light dissipated the darkness and relieved her of her nervousness.

“The security door outside was not closed, but it is too dangerous to open the door inside now, in case the person is hiding in a dead end unseen by the cat's eye. ”

Close the curtains, Gao Ruxue held the fruit knife on the coffee table in her hand. As a student of forensic medicine, she was familiar with the various elements of the human body.

With a knife in his hand, he was finally not so panicked.

Sitting in the living room, Gao Ruxue took out her phone and called Chen Gong. This was her twenty-fifth call to Chen Gong. The phone was still on the phone.

“Or not? It's ten o'clock.” Gao Ruxue looked at a message in the phone, and she tried various ways to contact Chan Song, but she didn't get a response.

“Is something wrong with him? Every call goes offline, no matter who you call, it won't last long, unless...” Gao Ruxue seems to have something in mind: “Unless he's talking to ghosts. ”

Gao Ruxue clearly remembered that there was a problem with her phone. Last night, when two roommates returned to the bedroom, one of them also followed. At that time, she used her phone to send messages to others. Everyone's reply to her was “look back”. Only Chen Gong's phone was a normal response from the system.

“The person who was lying behind me last night seemed unable to change anything related to Chen Song, and it seemed impossible to reply to me instead of Chen Song.” Gao Ru's head flashed a thought, and the phone slipped from between her fingers and fell directly to the ground.

“Ghosts can't change anything related to Chen Song, it can't imitate Chen Song to reply to me, so I've been calling Chen Song on the phone and never get through. ”

“In other words, while I was unable to make the call to Chan Gong, it was possible that the ghost was manipulating my phone. ”

“If that's the case, then I called my father on my own phone, and the person who answered the phone may not be my father. ”

“It's ghosts pretending to be my father, give me a reply.” Gao Ruxue's cold sweat came down. She avoided her roommate and sneaked home, worrying about an accident.

But on the phone, she told herself, "Father," that she was going to stay home for the night.

If her guess is true, the ghost already knows she's not in the bedroom, but in her own house.

Looking at the phone on the ground, Gao Ruxue dared not move, suddenly she felt cold.

Just as she was thinking, the phone screen on the ground suddenly lit up, and someone called her at that time.

The phone vibrated on the cold floor, and the sound was a little disturbing. Gao Ruxue hesitated for a while and picked up the phone.

It was Dr. Gao who called her!

Fingers wandered between listening and hanging, and Gao Ruxue eventually chose to answer.

“What's going on? What took you so long?” Being familiar with the warm sounds gives Gao Ruxue a long-standing sense of security.

“My phone is mute, I don't see it. ”

Gao Ruxue gave the reason she had made it up a long time ago. She wanted to test the people on the phone. When she was just about to ask about something that only Dr. Gao and she knew, Dr. Gao in the phone said in advance: “Just get home safely. It's been a bit messy lately. You stay home honestly. I have a few things on my side. I think I'll be back a little later. ”

“Okay, I get it. ”

The phone hung up, and the people on the phone didn't give her a chance to ask, as if they guessed what she wanted to do.

“It feels like something's looking at me. ”

Gao Ruxue had an impulse in her heart, and she wanted to scratch the screen off her phone with a fruit knife in her hand.

After taking a few deep breaths, reason dominated the wind.

“Cell phones may be haunted, there may be a murderer outside the door, what am I supposed to do now? ”

This is the 13th floor. It's impossible to get out of the window. Go to the front door. Gao Ruxue is not sure that the murderer has left.

Even if they leave, the corridor may not be safe.

“If you call the police on your cell phone, you may still be a ghost, but you may not be a policeman in the middle of the night. ”

“Shouting for help is okay, but occupancy in the Qixia Lake neighborhood is low. Whatever, we can only try it this way now.” Gao Ruxue walked up to the window and pulled the curtains apart. She looked out the window.

It was only ten o'clock in the evening and it was dark in the neighborhood, and all the lights in the residential buildings went out.

“How is that possible? ”

In the dark, painted neighborhood, only the street lights illuminate Lake Qixia, bringing a little light.

“Am I hallucinating?” Gao Ruxue became even more scared. She wanted to cry out for help, but there were obvious problems in the neighborhood, surrounded by death and a strange atmosphere everywhere.

Looking at the neighborhood outside the window, the strange feeling of Gao Ruxue appeared in the taxi again. She felt that nowhere was safe and that every corner seemed to be hidden in danger.

Take your gaze back, Gao Ruxue looks at the neighbor next door, and in her memory there seems to be no one on either side of her home.

The one on the left, the windows are sealed and the interior has not been renovated.

The one on the right, with some dead flowers on the windowsill, obviously hasn't been taken care of in a while.

Gao Ruxue was somewhat disappointed. As she moved her gaze, she glanced at the family on the upper right, 14th floor.

At the edge of the window, as if there was a man with his eyes dug out, looking at her as well.

“Boom!”

Gao Ru snowflakes backwards and hits the cabinet behind him.

“Corpse? Did the murder really happen in this neighborhood? Still on the top right of my room? ”

She grabbed the knife and opened the curtain with the tip of the knife. She looked at the family again in the upper right corner. Her face was gone, and there was only a row of clothes hanging there.

“Am I mistaken? ”

For a moment of hesitation, Gao Ruxue called the police on his cell phone.

The police response also did not pick up any problems, everything was normal, but it just felt a little wrong.

Gao Ruxue grabbed her hair. This feeling was similar to when she faced her roommate. The person in front of her was the same as usual, but she didn't think it was herself.

“Everything around me is the same as usual, including my father's voice, police calls, taxi drivers, etc., but why do I feel wrong? What the hell is wrong with you? ”

Gao Ruxue grabbed the phone and called Chen Guo for the 26th time. After two busy sounds, the sound of system electronic synthesis was heard.

“Sorry, your call is in progress, please call after you die...“