My House of Horrors

There was a strange noise coming from somewhere in the room, like a little bug climbing over my ear.

Chen Gong's eyelids twitched for a moment, half asleep, and he saw a pale light on the screen of his black phone.

He received a new message because for no reason, he could only look at the very beginning of the message.

“Attention! Unpredictable change in left eye task! 4-Star Scene Psychic Ghost School...”

His head was heavy as if he was pressing something heavy on him. Chen Gong tried to flip his body to touch the phone. He saw a “door” standing between the two beds at the moment of his head's rise.

The doorknob also had five fingers on it, and as the fingers continued to push, the door, which looked very ordinary, was pushed open.

A figure climbed out of the bed, he just made a forward leaning motion, and his body was dragged straight into the “door”.

“Alone? ”

Chen Gong's body couldn't move, like a ghost bed, like being targeted by something else.

He was able to hear familiar voices coming out of the door, his name repeatedly, and he could hear several other different voices in his shadow shouting at him, seemingly trying to wake him up.

“Am I dreaming? ”

Wake up in the middle of the night and find a door standing beside the bed, which is still slowly moving towards itself. Anyone experiencing such a situation will panic.

Chen Gong wanted to scream out loud and struggle, but soon he realized he couldn't do anything, not even bite his tongue.

He watched as the door approached and several hands reached out from the door and grabbed his neck and head.

At the final juncture, a scream appeared in the shadow of Chan Song, and his body regained a little strength.

There was no time to react at all, and Chen Gong simply held the black phone firmly in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, he was dragged into a doorway world that couldn't even see through his pubic pupils.

The door gradually closed, and the last thing Chen Gong saw was his backpack on the hospital bed and Changwen Rain standing next to his bed sometime.

She put her hand in Chan's backpack and took out the diary she brought out of the basement of Nightmare College.

The pale fingers turned the diary to the last page, the empty eyes staring at the blank page, without any expression on her face, like a lost soul figure.

The last ray of light disappeared and the door closed completely.

……

“Kobayashi? Lingus? Stop sleeping! The teacher is coming! ”

His shoulder was beaten and Chan Song opened his eyes slowly, as he was lying on a desk.

Nothing was said. Chen Gong bite his tongue hard the first time. The smell of blood penetrated the taste buds and the pain stimulated the brain.

“Not dreams? ”

Keeping the original position, Chen Song's head twirled slightly, his eyes squinted, and he swept around.

This is a classroom some years old, smaller than normal, with tables and chairs painted off and all sorts of words engraved on it.

The overhead fan spins and makes a creaking sound, as if it will fall at any moment.

The dark blue curtains are thick and you can't even see the outside of the window when you pull them tight.

With more than a dozen students sitting in the house, it is noteworthy that these students vary in age, some look childish, seem to be still in junior high school, but others look almost thirty years old.

“Kobayashi? Are you sleepy?” The voice came from the seat next to Chan Song, talking to a very ordinary looking boy who had a fine voice and felt like he was holding his voice and talking.

After a good half day, Chen Song looked at his table. His dark eyes beat in his orbit and his eyes were a little scary.

“What did you just call me? ”

“Kobayashi? Didn't you say Lingus sounded like a girl, that's why I called you that? ”

“Xiaolin...” Chen Gong recently saw this name only in one place - in the toilet of Nightmare College, the poor bastard who was killed by all his classmates because he liked pranks, his name was Xiaolin.

All the scenes in Nightmare Academy were in the restoration diary, the diary brought out of the basement of Nightmare Academy Chen Song didn't look closely, maybe the diary had the name Kobayashi in it, Qu Changlin was photographed.

“Will it be the same person? ”

Chen Gong's brain suddenly thought of a lot of things: “The journal of Nightmare College was bought from a mother by a superior officer, and her child was the real owner of the journal. Now think about it, her child is in a deep coma and suddenly wakes up one day, saying that the diary is strangely dead after its whereabouts. The child's condition is a little similar to that of Changwen Rain, who may have entered the psychic ghost school, but Changwen Rain brings out a left eye and the child brings out a diary. ”

Psychic Ghost School is definitely not a good place. Male students died soon after taking out the diary. Changwen Rain was worse. Her body was directly controlled by her left eye and her soul was not known where it was going.

“The same table called me Kobayashi. Did I become the owner of that diary now?” There are very few clues and it is impossible to speculate at all. Chen Song can only list all possibilities and give himself a few directions for thought.

On the table, Chen Song did not show any abnormality and did not continue to ask other questions at the same table.

Everything around you is now unknown, and asking questions out of nowhere will only make people feel strange and heighten their suspicions.

“This… does not seem to be a dream. ”

Chen Gong clearly remembered running to Changwen Rain's ward tonight to help her explore the door that only her left eye could see, but there seemed to be an accident along the way.

The “door” that you can see in your left eye did show up, and everything went out of control when the person under the bed pushed the door open.

He couldn't wake up completely, and his ears heard two voices at the same time, one coming from the door and the other from the shadows.

One wants him in the door, the other wants to wake him up.

“I finally know the introduction to the left-eye task on the black phone, why there is a particular reminder that there are too many variables in this task. ”

Thinking of black phones, Chen Gong quickly looked for the pockets on his body, but how could he not have imagined that the black phone he had been holding in his palm was still missing!

He found only one vintage flip phone in his pocket, and the phone had a power-on password that he couldn't see until he knew it.

It seemed to be poured on him by a basin of ice water, and Chen Gong was still lying on the table. Throughout the process, he showed no abnormality, but his heart had already caused a shock wave.

“The stuff in my backpack and that diary are outside the door, and now even my black phone is gone, what am I going to do next? ”

There are too many things in Chen Gong's heart to know for sure. He doesn't even know if he is in Changwen Rain's dream or in the 4-star Scene Psychic Ghost School.