My House of Horrors

Hiding in a completely sealed hospital ward, reading the diary of the horror of the dead, the moment the diary was closed, the horror scene described in the diary appeared in front of us.

Scissors could no longer be disguised, and he was confident that anyone would collapse under such circumstances.

Narrow glass windows are occupied by a few pale faces, passing through a door where scissors can clearly see the faces of those people.

“They're looking at me! ”

Scissors couldn't breathe, as if a pair of cold hands were reaching into his chest, holding his trachea, his body didn't need a little strength, and he was almost paralyzed.

“I found you.” The cloudy voice rang again, the scissors shaking his calves, all his attention was drawn to the faces outside the door, it took a long time to react, the sound just now didn't seem to come from outside the door.

Fear is like a current that cuts through a nerve, and the scissors open their eyes, almost instinctively looking behind them.

Just in the closet he was hiding, squatting a man in a sick uniform.

The man was not tall, his legs plastered, his left eye pierced by a pencil, his nose skewed and his ten fingers hidden in his sleeve.

There are also footprints and blood stains from the scissors on his medical uniform, and it is clear that he has been “staying” in the cabinet.

“I found you.” The cold, icy tone, like a puppet, had a special expression on his face, as if he had discovered a new toy, with a hint of excitement and a joy that no ordinary person could understand.

The ghost was always in the cupboard, and when the scissors thought he'd been in a narrow, dark cabinet for so long, he was straightening his goose bumps.

The person in the diary who was left behind by his "sick friend" appeared in front of him, and he should have died long ago.

The scissors stood between the diary owner and the ward door, entering and exiting the Valley, and the situation was more difficult than having a tiger behind a wolf.

“Calm down, don't panic. I've seen dozens of horror movies before I came here, played dozens of horror games, and I'm ready to find a way to crack them. ”

The brain spins fast, but there's no similar scene in either the horror game or the horror movie, being forced to make a choice in the infirmary, between ghosts and a bunch of ghosts.

The cold sweat on his forehead kept falling, the scissors heartbeat badly: “There is a ghost behind him, there is a group of ghosts in front of him, normally it is safer to stay in the house, but if he does not escape from this room, it is chronic death, total loss of initiative, even if he wants to die then he will not die, like the owner of the diary, he is poked blind, his legs broken, and then he can only stay here to play with the other ghosts forever. ”

Thinking about what might happen to you in the diary, the scissors shook a chill: “While you still have the ability to act, you must escape. ”

His chest slowly returned to normal with a violent ups and downs, and he held his breath and looked at the window on the door: "Fight them! I'll go to the third floor and jump out the window! ”

Scissors felt that he had made the most correct choice in desperation, he held the scissors tight, and suddenly, under the eyes of the patients, drank loudly, then shouted and rushed to the ward door.

While he was on the move, an unfortunate thing happened, and footsteps rang across the corridor.

The sound seemed to be coming from the second-floor safe passage, a little messy, and it seemed that there was more than one person coming.

He suddenly screamed and frightened another wave of people on the corridor heading this way. When he rushed to the door, he heard a middle-aged man coming from six or seven meters outside the door.

“Shit, that ghost is here! Run back! Run back! ”

The face on the glass quickly spread away, the scissors had lost sight of everything, waved the scissors, rushed out of the ward like crazy, and headed straight to the third floor.

Arms, thighs, shoulders, he felt several hands grabbing him simultaneously!

“Let go of me! ”

The scissors in his hand pointed at the backpack and stabbed him so hard that something pierced the package and a lot of black and red blood came out of it.

He was like an onset manic patient, dumping blood from his backpack around and all over himself, all over the floor.

While spilling blood, laughing wildly, it had to be said that the scissors had suppressed the hidden "patients” simply in terms of temper.

After bleeding, the scissors rushed towards the third floor for a moment, but when he came to the third floor, something desperate had happened to him.

The windows on the third floor were not equipped with anti-theft nets, but were all sealed by boards.

It would take at least a while to get the boards open, and the monsters in the hospital couldn't have given the scissors that time.

“Once it stops, the monsters will definitely attack me, and they'll probably try to get me to stay and play with them, and if I resist, the patient with the punctured eyes and broken legs should be my fate. ”

The scissors calmed down and he glanced behind himself, bloodied, and the hospital looked much more stubborn than it had just been, but mostly out of his own hands.

“I don't know if black dog blood works? A while ago I saw a guy on the forum clapping a ghost short video for help. He stood in the toilet and played with the mirror. At the time of the review, some tall people said that Black Dog Blood Pygmy Ghost...”

“Bang!”

The sound from downstairs made the scissors nervous, and he looked upstairs and a footprint appeared on the uncoated black dog's blood.

Only footprints, invisible, then it's obvious who the footprints belong to.

“Fortunately, I have other cards.” The scissors forcibly comforted himself and he dragged his backpack to the depths of the corridor: “The windows in the infirmary were all locked, not knowing if the grocery room and bathroom were locked, and the other party would most likely ignore such a place. ”

With one last glimmer of hope, the scissors went into the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

As soon as he walked in, he saw a very strange scene, all five latrine doors were closed, four of which showed someone!

“Stop messing with me! ”

The scissors screamed in his heart, and he looked up at the bathroom window, and there was another glimmer of hope in his heart.

The windows in the bathroom were not sealed by wooden boards, possibly because people had tried to leave before, and they had broken open two wooden boards.

“I should be able to squeeze out just one more plank! ”

He rushed to the window, holding the scissors in his hand to try to get the board off, but the ghost in the hospital was playing with him like it was intentionally, and suddenly there was a fast approaching footsteps in the hallway.

“Hurry up! ”

In a race for seconds, the scissors tried their best to get the planks open, and he focused all his attention on the windows, completely unanticipated that the toilet door was broken open just a few seconds later.

With a bang, his heart was trembling, his hands didn't grip, and the big shears, not in the middle of the wooden board and window, fell straight down!

“Shit! ”

The only weapon fell outside the hospital, the scissors stunned in place for a second, and then burst into the only unlocked compartment with the bag.

He wanted to hammer himself hard, but given the fact that the voice was too powerful to attract ghosts, he put up with it.

“It's over! Scissors are out. I'm not out yet! I knew I wouldn't give myself this nickname!” Bite your teeth tightly, muscles tight all over your body, scissors covering your mouth and nose, and don't breathe hard.

He said in his heart, "Don't find me, don't find me," but when he looked down, he was even more desperate.

He just spilled his own black dog's blood, leaving a bloody shoe print every step of the way, and his whereabouts have been completely exposed, basically finding him as long as he's not blind.

“This isn't what I expected! What is the problem? ”

His face was pale, his scissors had given up, and he was basically in a phase of waiting to die.

“Too bad I haven't found my brother...”

Scared to hide in the toilet compartment, but minutes later, no one came to him.

“Didn't you find me? Impossible? I left my own footprints, pointing directly at this compartment. Do all the fools know I'm here?” The scissors moved forward for a moment, trying to open the door, and the hand bounced right back when it touched the compartment door: “No, those guys could be right outside the door! As soon as I open the door, a few faces will probably squeeze in, and they'll be waiting for me to get out. ”

“Yeah, you can't go out there. It'll take a second.” The scissors kept their positions and didn't even dare to twist their heads: “As long as I couldn't see them, they didn't exist. ”

With old packages in his arms, the black dog was covered in blood and the scissors didn't feel dirty: “Bathroom is a common place in ghost movies, very dangerous, let me see if anyone has escaped the bathroom successfully? ”

The longer I thought about it, the more I thought about scissors, the more scared I was. The bathroom seemed to be a must-die spot in the ghost movie. He didn't think of a way out, but he thought about a few horrible ghost scenes.

“Several of the latrine doors next to it are locked, which means there must be someone inside! That's it, there's a ghost story, going to the bathroom in the middle of the night, reaching out to me and asking me if I want blue paper or red paper. ”

Cold sweats slip down your cheeks, ghost scenes appear in front of you, and the expected horror plot is likely to turn into reality!

“What if a hand comes in and asks me for paper? Tell him I'm actually a dress boy who likes to squat and pee? No paper at all? But he doesn't have to believe it! ”

“Boom!”

The toilet door was broken down again, and the sound was clearly much louder than it had been the first time, and something more terrifying seemed to have come in.

The scissors immediately stopped thinking, covered their mouths and became highly nervous.

“Boom!”

The door to the first latrine was violently broken, and the heart of the scissors trembled: “It's checking the toilet compartment, don't come over, don't come over! ”

Against your will, all the doors in the previous compartments were violently broken open. Finally, the footsteps stopped outside his compartment.

“Shit, it's getting cold. ”

……

There was a scream downstairs, and the doctor stopped, and he looked forward to Chan Song: “This place is a little weird. Why don't we go down first, it's safer for all of us to be together. ”

“It's easier to get into trouble with them, don't forget that the smiley guy is still downstairs, probably the one who did it to the other passengers.” Chen Gong reached the highest floor, and in the shocked gaze of the doctor, he took the broken hammer out of his backpack and smashed the door to the roof.

“You… seem familiar with this place, have you been here before?” The doctor asked carefully.

“I have an employee who lives in the town of Lywan, so I've been here, and although the blood fog covers the city, the interior structure of these buildings hasn't changed.” Chen Gong climbed to the roof.

“Your employees? ”

“Yeah, I was drying props in paradise. I made this hammer myself. It looked exaggerated, but it didn't work.” Chen Gong went straight to those water tanks, and when they were all lifted, he found no body of a cell phone ghost inside: “We should still be in reality. ”

The door is out of control, the blood mist inside spreads out, slowly erodes the town, and maybe wait a little longer, the town of Lywan will be completely changed by the blood mist to become the connection point between the world behind the door and the world outside the door.

“What are you looking at?” The doctor came up, too.

“The fog is too big, I want to see if there's any danger around, but I can't see anything.” Chen Gong found a reason: “Let's go down. ”

Back on the ground floor, bus 104 was still there, but none of the passengers could see it.

“There should be something in the building, but we're lucky we didn't meet.” The doctor stood beside Chan Song and hesitated for a while to say: “Actually, I've been here before, and the blood is foggy...”

“Talk to you later. There seems to be a scream over there.” Chen Gong's five senses were far from ordinary, and he walked across the street with his backpack and travel bag.

“Hey, watch out!” The doctor's dissuasion is of little use to Chen Song, he can only follow Chen Song forward.

Along the road, Chen Goyi rarely saw a man waving at the crossroads, but that man turned his back on him.

“Finally found an aboriginal.” As he accelerated his steps, the vague outline of the wave slowly disappeared into the fog.

Chen Gong was reluctant to let go of each other and chased another distance until he stopped walking past a hospital.

“Why is this guy lying here?” Chen Guo found the drunken man paralyzed in front of the hospital, spitting foam in his mouth, looking like he was dying.

“He seemed scared of something.” The doctor shook his head: “I'm a surgeon, I don't have much experience with this situation, I can only try it, can I wake him up to luck. ”

“Take it.” Chen Gong handed the backpack to the doctor: “I have more experience in this area. ”

He unwrapped the drunken man's collar and belt, leaned his head back slightly, formed a low-lying head position, then had a rhythmic compression, then chest compression, the whole movement impeccable, standard as it was printed from the textbook.

Two or three minutes later, the drunk man slowly woke up, his body slowly relaxed after seeing Chen Song's face, but soon he got nervous again, pointing in one direction and saying: "Don't go to the room, there is a smiling dog inside, it is a curse. ”

“Don't worry, I'll take you back to the bus first. ”

Chen Gong tried to lift up the drunk man, who knew he would grab Chen Gong by the hand: “Don't go back! There's a mop ghost in the building where we first came in, and a hanging ghost in the hallway! Don't go back! ”

“Are there so many ghosts? ”

I'm not lying to you! I now suspect that there is a mystery hidden in every building, a ghost in every house! ”Drunken man's body is shaking.

“There's a ghost in every house? Doesn't that mean every house can be a separate horror scene?” Chan Sing's eyes glistened and he looked at the surrounding buildings, his expression was completely different from the one he had just come here.

“That's understandable.” Drunken man doesn't know what Chen Gong is thinking: "By the way, don't go in the hospital next to me, I just heard a few screams in vain! ”