My House of Horrors

Visceral organs beat on the walls in a passageway made up of flesh, and a blood vessel runs across the ceiling, with countless blood filaments floating.

Compared to when Chen Gong first came in, the world behind the door began to change, as if a sleeping man was slowly waking up.

Walking through the corridor, Chen Guo heard two conversations coming from the seventh morgue.

“Heard the experiment failed again? ”

“Yeah, all dead, no one gets out of that room. It's horrible. I hope it's never my turn. ”

“You think the next batch is going to be between us, have you noticed that few new recruits have come in the last few years? ”

“It was discovered that the possible intensification of the experiment was also due to an accident outside. ”

“Actually, I sympathize with that corpse. It was loved by a madman. I must suffer from death and not be able to live. ”

“Shut up, it's not something we can talk about. Get to work. ”

Chen Gong stood at the door and looked inside. The two monsters in the room were talking.

They just grew the shape of a person with a face like a normal person, but their bodies were glued together as if they were rotten mud, and they didn't spread apart until they were all stitched up in red blood.

Chan Song was a little surprised when his eyes swept past the faces of the two monsters.

Though their bodies were put together the day after tomorrow, their faces were their own, and Chen Song had seen the photographs of two people in a room full of photographs outside the bloody gate.

They were both victims of bizarre talk associations, one of which was the father of patient number 41, a middle-aged man who had abused his own child.

Chen Guo was not in a hurry to enter the seventh morgue. His brain was running fast, and everything he saw in front of him coincided with his guess.

These two should be what Liu Jingyi called logistics personnel, composed of the brutality of the victims of the Weird Talks Association, who directly serve the "headmaster”.

“For the tiger?” The word appeared directly in Chen Gong's mind. In his view, it was strange to say that the association was indeed an organization with no bottom line. After people died, they had to take away the victims' memories and force them to work for themselves.

“Wait, I'll get you all out.” Chen Guo grabbed the shattered hammer and squatted around the corner of the corridor, using his pupils to sneak a peek at Warehouse 7.

The two monsters lifted the bloody cloth off the ground, which contained a corpse that looked like it had been brought in from the outside world.

They lifted the bodies onto the cart, facing the door of the morgue.

“Ready, open the cabinet. ”

One of the monsters stood somewhat nervously next to the morgue cabinet, breathing deeply, stretching out his hand full of stitches and unlocking the lock on the cabinet.

At the moment of the locking head spring, the thick cabinet door of the morgue was directly broken open, with numerous large blood vessels stretching out like giant pythons.

Another monster is experienced, and the cabinet door moves away and pushes the car forward immediately.

As the blood vessel protrudes, it pushes the body of the car right in front of the blood vessel.

Those vessels wrapped the body like octopus tentacles and dragged it deep into the morgue cabinet.

“Close the door! ”

The two monsters closed the cabinet door together, but there was an accident when it was locked, and a vessel drilled out along the gap and wrapped one of the monsters' arms around it.

The anterior end of the vessel seemed to have a mouth full of pointed teeth and broke the monster's forearm directly.

The cabinet door was still being knocked down, and it was like a few wild animals were closed in the cabinet.

His arm was taken away, and the monster didn't scream for pain. It seemed to have long been used to it, closing the locks while the blood vessels retracted.

It took more than a dozen seconds to calm down in the morgue, and the two monsters began to prepare to open a second morgue.

They were not relieved until all the bodies had been brought into the cabinet, when they were already scarred and left with multiple parts of their bodies.

“It's over. ”

Two monsters pushed the car away from Warehouse 7, and Chen Gong followed quietly.

“They put the bodies outside the door in the morgue cabinet for those blood vessels to absorb, which is nourishing the bloody world?” Chen Gong looked at the large blood vessels on the ceiling above his head and the countless blood filaments flowing quietly inside, making the world even more strangely deformed.

“The Weird Talk Society discovered the existence of 'doors' five years earlier than I did, and they seemed to have mastered the method of modifying ‘doors'.” Chen Gong glanced inside as he passed through the seventh morgue and felt that it was not like a blood school, but more like a blood factory: “I always felt that Dr. Gao was a monster more terrible than the 'door’. This man was too crazy to know exactly what he was thinking. ”

A few meters forward, two doctors in white coats were arguing at the door of the sixth morgue, they had many professional terms concerning the human body, anyway, Chen Song didn't understand a word.

Doctors seem to be in a very high position in this bloody world, and two “logisticians” do not dare to approach them at all, as if to approach them would be disrespectful.

When the doctor had finished arguing and left, the two monsters dared to whisper a few words and exasperate their grievances.

“Looks like the experiment failed again, and the room has swallowed hundreds of people. ”

“It wasn't a failure. Didn't the body move long ago? ”

“What do you know? The body was alive, but the soul had long disappeared, and the lunatic was trying to find his wife's soul. When the soul is joined to the body, it can barely count as a human being. ”

“I don't understand. It doesn't matter to me anyway. Let's hurry up and get to where the crazy old man lives. If he meets us, something's going to happen again. ”

“I forgot if you didn't say so. ”

Two monsters shut their mouths and slowed down as they passed through morgue number four, afraid to make a sound.

But what didn't occur to them was that an old man stood behind the door to morgue number four and saw a man coming and opened the door directly.

“You two stand there!” The old man's voice is harsh, he laughs without a scrupulous smile, and he sounds frightening.

“Dr. Wei, are you looking for us?” The two monsters crowded together and dared not approach.

“Answer me one question.” The old man has a pair of eagle eyes with sharp eyes.

The monster was stared at by the old man and dared not resist. He nodded reluctantly: "What do you want to ask? ”

The lips moved and the old man looked confused: "Am I dead or not? ”

As soon as the question was asked about the exit, the blood vessels in the passage began to accelerate, and the organs on the walls were beating more intensely.

“Aren't you alive and well?” Two monsters squeezed out a smile.

“But I remember myself dead?” The old man twisted his eyebrows together and began to ponder.

One of the monsters quietly pulled the other monster, and they slowly retreated deep into the hallway and ran away.