My House of Horrors

“How is it possible to have a red coat floating in a closet full of blue work clothes? Unless it's not clothes, it's a man in red. ”

When he first entered the duty room, Chen Guo felt that the wardrobe was very unusual. He searched the wardrobe the first time, but the pubic eye did not find anything unusual.

“Why can't my eyes see them? ”

Chen Gong remembered Changwen Yu's left eye from the psychic ghost school: “Perhaps that eyeball can see the real face of the school, but unfortunately his left eye is in the orbit, and he doesn't know where he went now. ”

“Doors” were pushed open and often lonely are now likely to be in school, although the estimates seen on the campus and in Chen Song's eyes are very different.

“If you can find an orphan, it will be much easier for the two of you to work together, and there will be more room for action. ”

Often lonely is Chen Gong's most suitable teammate in this school, both of whom come from outside the door, with the same goals and interests. The key is that he is not sure if he can survive in this place.

This school, for an ordinary man, is like the bottom of hell.

“He has left eye, he sees things I can't see, and as long as he's careful, he should have a chance to live. ”

It is very difficult to find Chang Lonely in such a large area of campus, and Chen Song will not waste time searching exclusively. In fact, it is clear to him that he finds Chang Lonely, and after obtaining the help of Chang Lonely, he also needs to take the risk of carrying on being often alone.

Together, the two can make more choices, but the danger doubles.

After leaving the duty room, Chan Song accelerated his speed, and he found himself too optimistic before.

The experimental building is not just dangerous on the third floor, but the whole building is horrible, except perhaps even more stunning on the third floor.

“I still underestimate the level of danger in this place, and now all I see with my eyes should be what the scene itself wants me to see. Behind the bloody door is a bloody red, there can be no exceptions to this scene! ”

If you compare the horrors of this school to an iceberg, Chen Song is now just exploring the surface of the iceberg rising out of the sea. Chen Song knows nothing about how much more is hidden beneath the deep water.

Quickly walk through the corridor, there are all kinds of laboratories on both sides that Chen Song has never heard of, he did not stop to check, as long as the laboratory name and art were not on the edge, he would leave immediately and continue forward.

Going all the way to the other end of the corridor, towards the end, Chen Gong suddenly saw a few words on the door panel of a room - the paint storage room.

“A single room for storing paint? ”

Pigment can be used to paint or to apply mirror surfaces, so when Chen Song sees these words, he doesn't get in first.

“The note states that the first victim in Bedroom 413 was an art scholar and that he was likely to have entered the vault before he was born. ”

Chen Guo grabbed the door handle. His arm slowly pressed hard. He didn't wait for him to push the door open, and his heart burst into severe pain!

“Ding!”

When his teeth were tightly bitten, Chen Quo did not make a sound. He lifted his top and swept it and found himself with a nail in his chest with a deep hole.

“Have you started stabbing my heart yet? The curse cannot be prolonged any longer, and if the heart is so pierced while fleeing, it will definitely have a fatal effect. ”

When he lifted his clothes, the nail fell to the ground and there was no blood on it.

“It's starting to hurt. ”

Chen Gong bent down to pick up the nail, his eyes swept into the hallway behind him as he looked down and was ready to reach out.

Just a short distance from him, there was a man, head down, following him.

Suddenly, Chen Gong picked up the nail and swung it behind him, but when he looked back, the corridor behind him was empty and there was nothing.

“What is that thing? ”

He can feel something flying close, but he can't see each other.

There are no stairs in the corridor, and there is a dead end in front of it.

Chen Guo didn't hesitate to open the door of the pigment storage room and ran in.

He locked the house door with his hands behind his back and held it against the door panel. After half a day, there was no movement outside the door, and his heart only started pounding.

“Why do I see myself behind a man with my head down when I'm picking things up? He jumped out of the building and died. He had to move his head down? Or did he and I see the world upside down? ”

Chen Gong really wanted to look backwards, but he was afraid to look at himself like this, and found that the house was full of people, which would make him even more dangerous.

“I don't see it, it might feel better. ”

Chen Gong walked slowly around the house with a handbag and a nail in his hand.

All shelves and cabinets in the storage room are covered with white cloth and several painting frames are located at the corners of the house.

One of them had a blank piece of paper fixed to the frame with a light pencil trace on it.

“The paper is dedicated to oil painting, and the oil painting frame is heavier than the sketch frame, which should be an unfinished piece of oil painting. ”

The painting is rough, the painting is somewhat unimaginable, the main part is two upside down wards with a bed in the middle of the room and a person lying on the bed.

Two upside-down wards, two identical patients, lying on two upside-down beds looking at each other.

“What is this painting trying to say? ”

Chen Gong couldn't figure it out, he removed the frame and continued searching, and found several pieces of waste paper in the trash can on the ground.

Pick it up, unfold it, each painting is the same scene.

Looking at the ward in that picture, Chen Song became more confused: “Why is there a ward? I have never seen such a ward in school, let alone a patient. ”

Thinking about it, Chen Song remembers a detail.

When he first woke up and Wang Xiaoming was about to go back to his bedroom, they saw a lot of pictures of doctors in the hallways and hallways of the teaching building.

Normal schools put pictures of great people and famous scientists on the walls to inspire students, but only doctors on the walls of this school building, and all of them are unheard of by Chen Gong.

“The teaching building was full of photographs of doctors, and this painting somehow appeared in the ward...” Chen Gong slowly raised his head and flashed a possibility: “I am the door that entered the psychiatric hospital, could these things be an indication? ”

Chen Gong did not dare to determine his own thoughts, let alone verify them, because if there is a slight pool, he will surely die.

“There are pictures of doctors and ward drawings at school, but why is the ward upside down? The same patient, lying in different beds looking at herself..."

Chen Gong stared carefully at the painting in front of him. He reached out and touched it. Accidentally, he found the top half of the painting paper to be rough and the bottom half to be smooth. It seemed that someone had applied something on it. It looked like the simple painting was hiding some kind of information.