My House of Horrors

On-campus garbage is typically concentrated and then transferred out of school in a garbage truck. Chen Gong's room should be the garbage collection center of Jiang University.

The entire school garbage is collected here and classified before being transported out of the school.

“Built in the middle of two campuses, are the two campuses east and west using the same garbage classification center? ”

Chen Gong looked around with his phone and found a lot of strange places.

There are eight compartments in the small building, each with a wooden plaque with different words on it.

The first compartment was filled with scrap paper and the door was littered with white paper, cowhide paper and some paper cups and cartons.

The second compartment was plastic and the floor was littered with cola and mineral water bottles.

The third compartment is metal and the fourth compartment is tin foil bags, which are normal, but since the fifth compartment, the contents of the wooden slab have suddenly started to get weird.

One word was written on the plank at the door of the fifth compartment —— man.

“People are a kind of garbage? ”

The door of the fifth compartment was unlocked, and Chen Gong gently pushed the door open.

“Hiss...”

A crippled “person” hung in a narrow compartment with their feet strapped to the roof, their heads facing down and their heads shaking slightly with the wind.

Chen Gong took a breath of cool air and forced at least twenty or thirty "people” into the compartment.

“This is supposed to be a doll. ”

Raising his cell phone, Chan Song took a picture of the people who hung up upside down, and there was nothing in the blurry picture other than those people.

Wipe off the sweat in your palms, and Chan Sing raises his hand and gently touches those hanging “people."

The touch from your fingertips does not look like rubber and is completely different from the skin of the deceased, but rather resembles a living person.

With temperature, pores are breathing and blood is still flowing under the skin.

“Like living people, it just feels like they don't have a soul.” Stepping back, Chen Gong looked at the “people” who hung up upside down, their eyes all closed, like they were asleep.

“It's better to stay away from them.” Chen Gong was about to leave and suddenly discovered the deepest part of the compartment, with a “person” body contour almost identical to the shadow in bedroom 413.

With a height of one meter and six zero, a thin body and little meat on it, it looks like a skeleton shelf with layers of skin.

“It's very similar to the shape of the shadow. Does the shadow have something to do with this man? ”

Chen Gong can't be 100% sure that the "person” deep in the compartment is the body of the shadow. The interior space of the compartment is narrow, filled with people who are all hanging upside down, he can only look at it roughly.

“For the time being, let's see if we can get over the fence, and if I can just go back and forth to the East and West campus, there's more room for me to manipulate. ”

A few steps backwards, Chan Song looked at several other compartments.

The test trash written on the door panel of the sixth compartment, the door of this compartment was locked and Chen Song could not open.

In the seventh compartment, there was irrecoverable garbage, and Chen Guo immediately approached and smelled a strong odor, almost choking him.

“Too nosy. ”

The door of the seventh compartment was also locked, Chen Gong quickly walked past the door, ready to go to the last compartment, but as he passed the door, the room suddenly sounded a man's voice.

“Is anybody out there? ”

Chan Song stopped instantly, turning his head stiff and staring at the door of the seventh compartment.

He never thought a living person would be heard in the room where irrecoverable garbage was stored!

“I heard footsteps. You're right outside the door, right? ”

“I am the manager of the garbage classification center, can you open the door for me? When I came in to carry the garbage, the door was hit by something and I accidentally locked myself in the garbage classification storage room. ”

The man's voice sounds fine, but he has a lot of doubts.

The door of the compartment can only be opened from the outside, with an iron lock on the door, so that no matter what happens, it is impossible to lock yourself in.

“I know you're out there. Can you help me? The spare key should be on the second floor...”

The man was still screaming out the door, but Chen Song had not responded. Half a minute later, the man seemed to have given up.

“No one? I also tried to lure him in and eat him a little bit. Ha-ha-ha. The smell in this house is getting worse, don't you think? ”

“He shouldn't have left yet, I bet ten fingers. ”

“But he has heard our conversation, and he will not come in to save us, so die, you ugly, filthy, disgusting bastards. ”

“I was wondering if we could go out the back door and drag the guy outside, he wouldn't have thought we could actually run out of the room anytime, would he? ”

“That's the way we left it for ourselves! Don't expose yourself for a moment! ”

“But he has heard our secret. Why don't you kill him, don't you? ”

“Kill him and we'll still be exposed, you idiots! The last time I stuck so many people's brains in your heads, why are you still so stupid? ”

Listening to the intense discussion in the house, Chen Sing's face was white, and in this irrecoverable garbage storage room, there was only one man's voice from beginning to end, but he seemed to play a different role.

He plays a lot of people, like a schizophrenic.

But what distinguishes this person from a schizophrenic is that each of his personalities is extremely crazy, morbid, and completely different from ordinary people.

“People in this house have been eroded by negative emotions, and even in the world behind the bloodgates, I rarely see such morbid guys. ”

Chen Gong left decisively, and he took another look at the eighth compartment.

This compartment is built in the deepest part of the small building, no wooden panels hanging from the door panels, no markings, and the doorway is very clean, you can't even tell what garbage is being stored.

“It's a horrible school, even where garbage is classified is so uncomfortable. ”

Stepping past the floor and still seeping black plastic bags, Chen Gong took his phone to the second floor.

The second floor of the building is stacked with tools that look much cleaner than the first floor.

Chen Gong stopped stopping and headed straight for the only window in the whole building.

That little window is facing the night school, and there are all sorts of stains on the glass, and you can't even see the scene from the window inside.

“The monster in the seventh compartment said he could come out at any time, and I couldn't stay here long, whether he was lying or not, but this place could be used for a while, maybe later. ”

Reaching out to the window, Chan Sing didn't push the window open, and there was a thrill in his ear, as if someone was scratching the glass with their fingernails constantly.