My House of Horrors

“It's 2: 00 a.m. sharp, and I have 44 minutes. ”

Chen Gong walked this road for a long time. He felt he was not far from the tunnel.

The trees on both sides of the road swayed to the left and right, and the leaves sand sounded. The white cat in her arms became more restless and her little paws held onto Chen Gong's clothes.

“Looks like the white cat has noticed something.” Chen Gong rubbed the white cat's head gently: “You used to be so fierce, how can you be like this now if you run into a little danger? ”

The white cat looked at Chen Song with pity. The little guy's mood may be a little complicated at this time, and he can't speak clearly in three words.

“Nightmare-level missions cannot carry ghosts and props from the haunted houses, but the white cat perfectly avoids these limitations. It is not a ghost, it is fierce to chase the ghost, it seems to focus on cultivating it in the future. ”

Chen Gong had the idea of a white cat: “The blood silk of the Weird Talk Society was originally prepared for the red coat, but after the white cat ate it, it was not obvious what changed for the time being. When I've solved the chairman, I'll take over the 24th floor of Fanghuayuan District, hoping to get something out of it. ”

With the white cat in his arms, Chan is glad he saved it: “After the nightmare mission, the white cat will definitely come in handy. ”

White cat grabbed Chen Song's clothes dead, you can see that it is also very dependent on Chen Song, very emotional about Chen Song: “This is a good reward for a good person. ”

One cat at a time walks on an abandoned highway in the middle of the night and looks far away and actually feels very warm.

Night breezes blow tree ends, shaking trees on both sides of the road, walking for about another twenty minutes, and the temperature drops sharply.

A strange stream of air poured from the front as the wind shouted from the ear.

“Here we are.”

Chen Gong slowly raised his head and looked at the tunnel that cut through the mountain a few dozen meters away. His pupils gradually shrunk.

It's dark and dark, and you can't even look at your head.

The corners were blown, and Chen Song suddenly felt cold, not the cold felt on his skin, but the chills that escaped from the depths of his mind, every nerve seemed to tremble.

“It's been a long time since I've felt this way. ”

Chen Gong slowly approached him. He looked very small in front of a tunnel that was six meters tall and a dozen meters wide.

Looking inside, in the dark, there seems to be a horrible monster staring at Chen Song.

Without an employee, Chen Gong seemed to be back on his first nightmare mission when he stood in front of the tunnel and took a deep breath.

“Nightmare-level mission, what a nightmare! ”

The tunnel in front of him was definitely over forty-four meters long, and Chen Guo took out his phone and shone it into the tunnel.

There are all sorts of scratches on the walls, and some strange fonts, and the pavement is fairly flat, except for the bodies of some animals.

“There is still some time before the start of the mission.” Chen Song stamped his numb feet and patted himself gently on the cheek: “Don't panic, be calm. ”

He logged onto a short video platform on his phone, took a few photos at random, and then sent a message.

The idea is to update the short video tonight so everyone can wait.

Various replies from the water buddy below dispersed Chen Gong's fears. He leaned against the stone next to the tunnel entrance, and did not forget to take advantage of the opportunity to sell tragedy and make his horror house popular.

Around 2: 00 in the morning, one person runs to the haunted tunnel and it's also rare on short video platforms.

The heat in the comment area was quickly driven until the platform managed the private message Chen Song, and asked him not to play so much in the future, they were worried about the safety of Chen Song.

Anyway, Chen Gong didn't take their words seriously. He came here just for the job.

At 2: 43 a.m., Chen Gong left the short video platform and stood again at the tunnel entrance.

“Here we go. ”

Turn on the video recording software on your phone, and Chan Song puts the white cat on his shoulder. Step into the tunnel when the phone time changes from 43 to 44.

It's a lot darker than out there, like a pitch-black sea.

As you enter, your whole body is wrapped in a cold sensation, making it harder to breathe.

“Chen Song, Chen Song...”

Every step, Chen Gong will say his name, so that when the forty-four steps are completed, that is, when the task is completed.

The tunnel entrance is getting farther and farther away from Chan Song, and the light behind it becomes blurred until everything is submerged in darkness.

The phone lit up like a little light, and Chen Song himself was like a lost boat, and all he could do at the moment was walk these 44 steps.

The more he walks in, the more pressure he feels, and his brain instincts alert him to leave immediately.

Cold sweat soaked his forehead, his own voice echoed in the tunnel, gradually he was somewhat indistinguishable, the voice of Chen Song, whose mouth it came from.

After taking the fifteenth step, the white cat in Chen Gong's arms suddenly raised his ears and his heterochromatic eyes stared at one side of the tunnel.

There's something hidden in the tunnel that sounds like footsteps, and there's a cry for help.

“Something's coming. ”

In the dark, it seemed like a giant spider was crawling over his head, the tiny gravel fell on Chen Song, his back was wet, he held on to the urge to see, and he continued to move forward.

That thing over his head didn't go, and worse, he seemed to have a second person's footsteps behind him.

Walking is shaky, as if your body is twisted and skewed, and you can't walk normally.

Chan Song maintained his speed, and the footsteps slowly approached, following him less than a metre away.

“Chan Song...”

Read out his name in low voice. A green blood vessel appeared on Chen Singer's back, and he did not turn back.

As she stepped out of step 26, the white cat seemed to finally see the thing in the dark and hold Chan's arm tight.

Not far from Chan Sing, stands a woman in red.

She looked down like a lunatic running out of a nearby village.

Her hair was chaotic and her face was covered. She stood on the side of the tunnel, a few meters from Chan Song.

The clothes were scratched by the white cat, Chen Gong was not moved, and he also saw the woman, the woman who the legend said could never be met in the tunnel.

Her calves are numb and her palms are full of sweat. Chen Song tried to keep her eyes from looking in the direction of the woman.

He kept staring at the darkness deeper into the tunnel, and as he passed by the woman, his afterglow caught him, and the woman with her head down suddenly moved.

She lifted her arm and waved at Chan Song like she was asking for help!

A cool air climbed up the brain along the spine, and Chen Song recalled the strange talk about this woman.

Her chances of not saving her were haunted by her until she left the tunnel, and most of the drivers who saved her had accidents in the tunnel.

If you want to come, it's better not to worry about her.