My House of Horrors

At the most dangerous time, Liu Xianxian found the statue they had been searching for. It should be a very happy thing, but Ma Ying could not laugh.

She knew there was still a third person in the warehouse, who might be standing in some corner watching them at the moment.

Leaving or taking the risk to try?

“No, I still think it's too dangerous. Anyway, we already know where the sculpture is. Tomorrow we can come over. There's no need to rush.” Ma Ying wants to persuade his best friend: “Listen to me, let's go out first. ”

“Ask only two questions, and it won't take a few minutes.” Liu Xian was a little stubborn, and the man she liked had become a heart attack she couldn't get rid of.

Releasing his hand, Liu Xianxian walked to the depths of the warehouse alone: “It will be over soon, and I will soon know the answer. ”

She sounds like she's bewitched. She talks a little strange.

“Liu Xianxian! ”

Ma Ying was anxious, she wanted to leave, but she didn't want to leave Liu Xian here alone.

With her hands in the chair, she bit her teeth and chased over.

Two girls came to the last row of shelves on the left side of the warehouse, and Liu Xianxian pointed at the gap between the shelves and the wall: “The back of the shelves was emptied and the statues were there. ”

Ma Ying lays on the shelf and looks inside with the light of her phone, and sees an ugly face deep in the shelf.

The plaster figure's eyes seemed to blink slightly as the lights lit on the sculpture.

“The whole warehouse is just this statue, which should be it.” Liu Xianxian grabs the edge of the shelf: “What are you staring at? We've been looking for something for a few nights. Why don't you come and help us? ”

“I always thought the sculpture was intentionally hidden behind a shelf.” Ma Ying looked at the statue, and she didn't know why, she felt a little familiar.

Together, they pushed the shelf away and a faint smell dissipated.

“Did you smell a stink? Looks like it's coming out of the sculpture. Kind of like... corpse odor? ”

“How can plaster sculptures smell like corpses?” Liu Xianxian walked to the statue with his phone and the light lit up on the statue's body.

This is an adult male sculpture, slightly older than a normal person, undressed and in good shape, but extremely ugly and intolerable.

Few sculptors spoil their work so much, unless they have a special meaning.

“The base is engraved and ugly, just like the sculpture in your video.” Liu Xianxian looked at the sculpture in front of her and shivered her fingers slightly. She finally found the statue and could figure out the problem that haunted her for a long time.

Just over a metre wide between the shelves and the walls, the sculpture stands at its deepest depths, as if it were a demon with open arms ready to embrace a lost traveler.

Standing in front of the sculpture, the smell became strong, but Liu Xianxian, as if she didn't smell it, put her hands together ten times, dared not look into the sculpture's eyes, silently lowered her head.

“In my heart...”

“Wait!”

Liu Xianxian's words were interrupted by Ma Ying at the end: “Think about it and ask. As said in that weird conversation, the statue can verify the authenticity of a sentence. If this statement is true, it will shed blood and tears, but if it is false, something terrible will happen. ”

“I know.” Liu Xianxian couldn't hear any advice right now. She took another step forward and said softly to the sculpture, “The person I like in my heart, he likes me, too, right? ”

In a hermetically sealed warehouse, the girl raises deep questions about the sculpture, and she looks into the eyes of the sculpture with great anticipation.

If the sculpture weeps, prove what she says is true.

Liu Xianxian couldn't help but get nervous and she could even hear her heart beat.

One second, two seconds...

Half a minute passed and nothing happened in the warehouse.

There were no tears in the sculpture, and there was nothing terrible about it.

“The legend is a lie? ”

Liu Xian leaned against the wall as if her strength had been drained. All her expectations were broken into a bubble.

Ma Ying stood behind Liu Xianxian, and she had long anticipated this outcome.

Often people don't do something for results, they just want to have an idea of what to expect.

Gently patting Liu Xian's shoulder, Ma Ying didn't know how to comfort her roommate.

“I'm fine.” Liu Xianxian's face has that kind of trained smile: “This sculpture once appeared in the video recorded by your sister, go see if you can find anything, leave me alone. ”

Ma Ying nodded and took out her phone and paused the video where the sculpture appeared.

“The statue in the video is exactly the same as this statue. All I have to do is figure out who the original owner of this statue was, and I can find out who did it. ”

She took out her phone and photographed it against the sculpture, leaving no details unattended.

As the lens moves from the sculpture's chest to its cheek, the weird familiarity in Ma Yingxin's mind grows stronger, as if he had done something like this before.

“Have I forgotten something?” After all the photography, Ma Ying put away his phone: “The bizarre talk about the sculpture is false, but for me, the presence of this sculpture proves at least one thing, and the video sent to me before my sister disappeared is true. ”

She stared at the statue close by and looked at the ugly face, suddenly creating an impulse in her heart.

Reaching for the cold skin of the statue, Ma Ying asked a question that haunted her for a long time: “Has my sister been killed? ”

Disappearances and killings were two things, and even after so many years, she still had a hint of luck.

After waiting a second or two, Ma Ying shook his head: “Weird talk is fake, how can the sculpture cry? It's all made up by man, and the poor two of us would still believe it. ”

As she spoke to herself, the smell in the air seemed to get a little heavier after she finished speaking, and the light on her phone began to distort. The most important thing was that the original quiet warehouse sounded like something hit the shelf.

Ma Ying noticed the anomaly. When she raised her head and was ready to turn around and leave, Liu Xian, standing behind her, suddenly shouted!

“Xiaoyin! Look at its eyes! ”

“Eyes?” Ma Ying quickly realized what she looked at the face of the sculpture.

Two lines of blood tears were slipping down the corner of the sculpture's eyes, and the blood was thick and smelly, in stark contrast to the plaster figure's bleak white skin.

“The statue is crying?! ”

Ma Ying stayed where she was, and soon she was surrounded by fear: “The statue of facts will shed tears, but when Liu Xianxian asked the statue earlier, it did not react much. ”

Cell phone lights were distorted and the banging outside the door became clearer and clearer.