My House of Horrors

“When did you put it on?” The middle-aged man had the chart, his eyes glaring at the boss, and he didn't feel a thing.

“I…” The boy was afraid of his father, who shrunk behind his mother.

“Let me tell you something! It's time you stopped talking!” The middle-aged man pulled the boy out of his mother and grabbed his little dress: “Where did you put it? When did you put it up? What does the guy who put this paper on look like? ”

“On the ground floor, passing through a ward, the door was half open, and I saw a hand reach out and stick this paper on your back.” The boy was not sure if he was afraid of his father or the hand: “I wanted to warn you at the time, but there was another face behind the door, his skin was gray, and he secretly told me that it was playing hide-and-seek, let me not tell you. ”

“If he won't let you talk, you won't?” The middle-aged man raised his hand and almost couldn't help but smoke it in the boy's face: “What a piece of crap, just like your mother, sooner or later, I'll be killed by you! ”

He looked at the piece of paper in his hand, and the slanted words on it made his back cool.

“Come to me? I'd be an idiot if I really came to you!” The middle-aged man rubbed the case sheet into a bunch and didn't know if it was a coincidence, and the picture on the case sheet pointed upwards at the middle-aged man.

“It's fucking bad luck.” He stepped on the paper, and the middle-aged man glanced at the other side of the aisle: "The monster on the street didn't come after him, it must have given up. Let's go inside and see, when he just came in, I remember there was also an exit behind the building. ”

After listening to the little boy, the middle-aged man dared not go that way again. He looked at a ward on either side of the corridor, palms full of cold sweat.

“Aren't we going to find that brother?” The boy raised his head and asked frightened questions.

“Find him? Are you looking for death? Let's get the hell out of here before we do.” A middle-aged man grabs his wife's shoulder: “Watch him, don't run around. The people in the underworld have two attitudes towards adults and children...”

He said, walking forward, but his pants were pulled by the little boy: “What's the matter with you? ”

“Dad, he's playing hide-and-seek with us. ”

“Bullshit, I know.” A middle-aged man walks away from a boy: “Are you really going to play hide-and-seek with ghosts in this shithole? ”

“But if we don't find him, it's his turn to find us later.” The little boy was serious when he said it, and his voice was so simple that it landed in the ears of a middle-aged man and gave him an unspeakable sense of horror.

“Ghost, will you come to us?” According to the rules of the game, this can happen, and the face of a middle-aged man changes.

Whether you're looking for a ghost or a ghost, it's a hard thing for him to accept.

“No, it's a trap. Even if we find a ghost, it'll come to us when the character changes! Get out of here! Don't stay in this place. ”

The middle-aged man grabbed the boy, lifted him up, greeted his wife and ran along the safe passage.

……

With sharp scissors, the "homicidal maniac" who calls himself scissors stands alone on the ground floor of the town hospital.

“Cattle and sheep form a group, only animals go solo, so homicidal maniacs must be lonely.” There was a blueprint on the scissors' back, and I can tell he's nervous right now: "Bloody fog-ridden town, which is completely different from my brother's diary record of the terminal, was he wrong, or did I sit wrong? ”

Scissors touched his face and when his fingers touched the wound, he cracked his mouth in pain.

This guy behaves completely differently when he's alone than when he's in the car.

“I can only pretend to be a hunter if I don't want to be treated as a prey. I can't repeat my brother's mistakes.” Scissors take a few steps forward, late night hospitals are ten times scarier than day, and if they don't turn on the lights, they will be twenty times more scary.

“Don't panic. The most dangerous place should be the safest place to live.” My heart is so comforting to myself, but my legs just can't get out, my body instinctively resists: “I can't be afraid, the more afraid they are of those things, the more they will come to you, the more screaming and moaning of the living in other directions along the way, only I have encountered nothing on my side, which can already explain the problem, my thoughts are right. ”

He grabbed the scissors in his hand and, after breathing himself out, took a step towards the hallway to the left of the hospital.

Stepping out, there were two footsteps in the lobby, one for him and one for the high heels.

“It should be a hallucination, there is nothing behind me, nothing...” He said repeatedly in his mouth, the scissors were hypnotizing himself, he felt he was getting used to the existence of the voice: “I was too nervous, after going out, the sound should disappear, now it is five or six hours until dawn, just get over it. ”

The scissors had a lot of activity inside them, and when he suddenly stopped again, he raised his hand and slapped himself: “You're here to find your brother, how can you just think of yourself alive? ”

My brother's figure flashed through my head and my scissors' eyes became much stronger: “For this day, I've been preparing for five months, and I have a whole bunch of cards that I haven't used, and I don't have to panic at all. ”

He forcibly told himself not to be afraid, then held the scissors in his left hand and the old bag, which had stopped dripping blood, in his right hand.

“I look a bit harsh, and there was a passenger in the car who was dressed like me, and he should be a storyteller, but he obviously wasn't as prepared as I was.” Scissors had an unknown confidence in himself, and he ignored the sound of heels behind him and walked down the hospital corridor.

The hospital is not large, the ward is not large, the scissors have not walked out a few steps, heard a noise from the second floor.

“Looks like it's coming from the safe passage. Who's there?” Licking his lips, the scissors recalled the classic moves of all the homicidal maniacs in the movie, touching the second floor with the murder weapon in his hand.

The wind array in the corridor and the doors of several wards were half open because, for no light, all the rooms were painted black and could not see what was inside.

“Anybody? ”

Every step of the scissors was taken very carefully, and as he passed a ward, he suddenly discovered something and followed his footsteps and disappeared.

“Why is it all of a sudden gone? ”

He was still a little uncomfortable and looked back and found himself with a piece of paper on his shoulder.

“Come to me? ”