My House of Horrors

The rusty door closes tightly and Chan Gong removes the sign from the top and enters the abandoned children's paradise.

Painted rainbow doors, fountains without water, and carousels that can no longer be turned.

No one has been here for a long time. Chen Gong walked around and finally stopped at the door of the warehouse.

In a room full of mold, throw in an old mechanical cat cartoon jacket.

“Hello? Are you there? ”

Chen Gong hasn't hung up, but until now, no one has answered his phone.

He walked into the warehouse and picked up the cartoon doll costume on the ground, holding the head of the mechanical cat with one hand.

“I'll keep the clothes for you. Rest well and I'll wake you up at dawn. ”

Chen Gong found a big bag next to him and stuffed the cartoon doll costume. When he folded the costume, he found a picture in the pocket of the robot cat's belly.

Looks like it was taken at the hospital, and a young father was talking to the doctor, and there was a skinny boy hiding behind the young man.

Put the photo away and when Chen Gong looked at the phone again, he found that the phone had been hung up.

“Forgot to ask his name.” Chen Gong recalled that neither the online stories nor the landlord's sister had ever called a man's name.

He's like living in a cartoon costume, and all people know is that there's a mechanical cat in the park that likes kids.

Take the phone, Chan Gong looks up at the phone number.

Two calls, two different lives, two different deaths.

“What exactly does this number mean? Why did every victim call this number before they died? How the hell am I supposed to find that ghost? ”

Chen Gong thought about it and didn't have much thought. He decided to keep fighting.

One carrying a large bag of cartoon costumes, he dialed the phone number with his other hand.

“The odds are that the ghosts in this draw should be stronger than they were in the New Year's Eve and Week combined. ”

After three or four busy sounds, the phone finally got through. With the first two experiences, Chen Gong said directly this time: “Hello, can I help you? ”

It was noisy on the phone, and Chen Guo heard the train driving.

When the sound of the train disappeared, the phone calmed down and the children could hear what they were reciting.

“Hello?” Chen Gong walked out of Children's Kingdom Paradise with his bag, called a taxi and told the driver to drive randomly.

The whining wind came out of the phone, Chen Song did not urge each other, he waited patiently, and did not know how long later, suddenly there was a loud cough in the phone.

“Are you... are you okay? Are you sick?” Chan Song's voice is very warm, he can always give the manpower: “What can I do for you? ”

“Thank you, no.” The man on the other side of the phone seemed to be stuck in charcoal-burning voice, and the sound of the speech was terrible, accompanied by a severe cough as soon as he spoke.

“Your condition looks bad, don't stay out there, go home, or you can tell me where you are and I'll take you to the hospital.” Chen Guo summed up the first two calls, and he arrived only after the phone had been hung up, this time he was going to find each other before the phone had been hung up.

“Thank you for your kindness, but just take me to the hospital, my hospital is no longer curable.” The man coughed for half a day before slowly moving forward and the wind was a little loud.

“Can't the hospital fix it? ”

“Yeah, I've lived in the hospital for a long time, but it just doesn't work out, and I even feel like they're not diseases, they're part of my body. ”

Man, Chan Song doesn't understand a bit: "Dude, what the hell is wrong with you? ”

“Lung cancer, already advanced. ”

A man seems to be talking about a very ordinary little thing, but Chan Sing's heart pounds: “Then why are you out there all alone? Where's your family? I'll take you home, it's windy out there. ”

“The wind is really big today.” A man coughs from time to time and is in very poor physical condition, as if he were going to fall at any moment: “I snuck out of my family in secret. ”

A patient with advanced lung cancer snuck out in secret from his family. Chen Gong thought of the main characters of the first two phones and immediately realized something was wrong: “It's too dangerous. Can you tell me where you are now? I won't interfere with any of your decisions, just walk with you, okay? ”

“I've been wanting to go somewhere ever since I knew I had lung cancer. ”

“To a place? ”

“The place is built at height, and if you want to get past it, you have to climb a lot of stairs. ”

“You want to go to Jiujiang World Trade Center? Why are you going there?” Chen Gong rarely goes to the city, but he knows that the World Trade Center is the highest place in Jiujiang, standing there overlooking the whole Jiujiang.

In anticipation of this, Chen Guo immediately drew the driver to open the Jiujiang World Trade Center.

The man did not answer Chen Gong's question. He was coughing all the time and felt uncomfortable just listening on the phone side.

“Dude, why don't you stay where you are and I'll pick you up later. ”

“No need.” After the man coughed, he seemed to think that Chan Song was a really nice person, and after a moment of silence, he spoke voluntarily: “You are very similar to my previous attending doctor, whether it is the tone of speech or the style of work, you are not the one he pretended to be? ”

“Attending doctor?” Chen Gong is seriously thinking about whether he should play a role in order to get out of each other's words.

He knew there was something wrong with his number, and every victim ended up calling it.

Think about it. The last person the deceased came into contact with was most likely a doctor, so this number could belong to a doctor.

“Don't worry about it, I'm just saying.” A man has no sense of humor, he laughs reluctantly, and he can hear his pain.

“Brother, can you tell me something about you? It's hard to bury something in your heart, but it's better to say it.” The southern suburbs are not far from the World Trade Center, and Chen Gong felt he should be able to catch up this time.

“I have nothing to do with it. The first half of my life was a very ordinary person, probably the reason for the irregular smoking and breathing, and lung cancer was detected last year.” The man's voice was very gentle and his emotions did not fluctuate too much except for coughing.

“After three sessions at the oncology hospital, I went home and was ready to enjoy my last hours and be a happy person. ”

“I'm not a coward, I'm struggling with it, it's a chainsaw fight, and I'm going to beat it with the best mindset and the happiest thing, and it's going to crush me with pain and fear. ”

“The war that happened to me was terrible, and I told it I wouldn't lose, and it used all sorts of means to keep my head down. ”

“Breathing becomes difficult, persistent general pain, low fever, etc. ”

“My weight has been dropping and I can't lift it with pain in my extremities and every time I cough I pull my whole body, but I just can't stand not taking painkillers. ”

“I'm not really a coward.” This is the second time a man has emphasized that he is not a coward.

Chen Gong didn't ask why, he just nodded and said three words: “I understand. ”

The man seemed relieved: “About a month later, I had a lymph node around my neck that I could touch with my fingers, and I felt like I couldn't breathe, I couldn't even drink water. ”

“After seeing the doctor, they said it was swelling of the throat due to prolonged coughing of blood, and continued swelling of the lymph nodes that compressed the esophagus. ”

“My last enemy did not win, and now I have another opponent, but I will not admit to losing.” A man is a stubborn man, just as he has always emphasized to the stranger Chan Song that he is not a coward.

The wind grew louder, the children's recitations were now deafening, and men continued to move forward.

“Dude, can you just tell me where you are right now? I'll pick you up, okay?” Chen Gong was really worried about each other. He always felt that he was past now and should be able to change anything, even if it was a small hope.

“I'm on a long staircase.” The man tried to smile and say, but he started coughing hard with one mouth.

“Up the stairs?” Chen Song heard the wind whistling from the man and felt it was wrong.

Build a staircase outside the building? Has he arrived at the World Trade Center? He climbed to the top?

Chen Gong had been to the World Trade Center before, and there were no outdoor stairs there, and he realized he might be in the wrong place.

“I'm stepping on the stairs, climbing step by step to where I want to go, and I think I'm almost there.” When a man talks, the feeling of physical pain doesn't go away, and every cough is a pain for him.

Chen Gong asked some impatient driver to stop the car first. He took his phone and thought about the man's words from the beginning.

The stairs, the place you want to go are high...

Chen Guo can hear the hidden pain in the man's words, the other side has been emphasizing the fierce battle between himself and the sick, emphasizing that he is not a coward, and emphasizing that he has not escaped.

Why would a man like that sneak out behind his family's back one day?

Why would he prefer to go somewhere high when he's in pain?

Chen Gong listened carefully, the man was weak, his footsteps were smooth, and it didn't look like he was climbing.

“A staircase built on a flat floor? Is there a place like this?” Chen Gong was thinking, and suddenly something flashed in his mind. When the phone just got through, he heard the sound of the train driving!

Track!

There was a pillow in the middle of the railroad track, like a staircase on a flat floor, and if that was the case, the height the man was going to was not at all a World Trade Center.

He's looking for death!

At the end of this ladder is death, and for him is the end of all pain.

And that's why he keeps stressing to this stranger, Chan Song, that he's not a coward.

With this in mind, Chen Guo immediately started searching the Internet.

He had also heard children recite ancient languages, and there were two national schools in Jiujiang, one of which was built just outside the railway.

Lift up your phone and Chan Goo tells the driver to drive to this place.

After doing all this, he started trying to comfort the man, trying to buy as much time as possible.