My House of Horrors

The heart beats faster and faster, the thumping sounds coming out of the chest, very painful, very cold, unable to breathe, unable to breathe, opened his mouth, a burst of sweetness stuck in his throat.

“Is that what I've lost? Is that the smell of memory? ”

Sounds like this rang all over the haunted school, and a crippled monster came out of the corner of the campus, and their eyes filled with viciousness, tears and roars.

More and more cracks appear in the mirror that covers haunted schools, and as students recover their lost memories, the blood filaments constructed into the mirror begin to get out of control.

The mirror is essentially composed of the will and memory of haunted school students. The negative emotions of humans and the painful memory of oblivion became the power of haunted ghosts behind the door. It is precisely they that formed the will of haunted school that transcended the existence of red.

The will of the haunted school has always sheltered the school, but today, due to Changwen Rain's betrayal and various other reasons, it has suffered an unprecedented trauma.

“It's all back to square one.” The painter grabbed the broken drawing board with one hand, his other hand slowly lifted up, reaching over his head to the collapsing blood-red mirror: “My drawing board... is broken. ”

It doesn't feel good to be deprived of memories, how simple students used to be on the East and West campuses, and how vicious they were at the moment.

Gradually, blood filaments began to disengage actively from the mirror, the buildings in the East and West campus became blurred, the dreams woven by the painter for everyone slowly dissipated, the bloody curtain that covered the sky fell down, and the two upside-down campuses were about to coincide, and the focus of the coincidence was precisely on the experimental building where the painter was located.

He stands in the middle of mirrors and realities, as if he were in his current situation, in the bloody red world, where he does not identify with his students and threats from bloody cities, and in the mirrored East and West campus, where he slowly recovers his memories and wants to catch the students who killed him.

The world on both sides of the mirror is squeezing the painter, but his expression still hasn't changed much.

“The drawing board is broken, so replace it with another one. There's never a shortage of drawing boards and paint in the world, just a shortage of painters. ”

As the blood mirror was about to break completely, the painter's drawing board turned into fly ash, which seemed to be a signal that red blood was flowing from buildings all over the East and West campus.

A bizarre, blindfolded man emerged from the East Campus Library, and a black and red corpse emerged from an artificial lake in the West Campus.

One of the room doors in the boys' dormitory in East campus was pushed open, a short boy pulled out a nail on the back of his hand and threw a student ID next to him, with only three words written on it - Lin Si Si.

The last building was a garbage dump in the middle of two campuses, where a closed door was opened by a monster on the ground with limbs, the stench of stinging nostrils gushing into the nostrils and countless malicious thoughts and negative emotions gushing out.

The four buildings, like the four fulcrum points, are still shattering mirrors and the curtains are still falling, but with their support, they temporarily avoid coinciding with the blood-red world.

“It's useless, the root of the East and West campus is the will of the haunted school, the haunted school outside the mirror is washed down, the mirror still breaks.” Cherry Red looked at the broken mirror in the sky and her eyes were frightening: “The will of the haunted school can be countered on the red, which is why the haunted school can not be swallowed up by the city, now the two people who obtained the most recognition of the will of the haunted school have divided, reality and reflection are split, this is the end. ”

“Boom!”

The front door of the haunted school was completely swept open, and black branches began to appear in the blood mist, like some kind of plant, like the arm of a dry corpse, and all those who touched those things were caught deep in the fog and disappeared.

“Chan Goo, shall we leave from that well? Haunted schools are now targeted by bloody cities, and they shouldn't have thought that there was another exit inside the haunted schools.” Not to say that the old headmaster was timid, but in this situation, he could not change the situation at all. The old headmaster was kind, but after so many things, he was no longer blind and kind.

“When we go, this ghost school is really over.” Chen Gong bit his teeth and looked at the painter and the Evergreen bloody coat on the roof: “Everyone is talking to themselves. Who do you think opened this door? ”

“Chen Gong?” The old headmaster found Chen Gong's tone wrong: “Are you all right? ”

“Of course I'm fine. I'm in better shape than ever.” Chen Sing's eyes squeezed, his eyes narrowed: “Still that sentence, the closed scene behind the door belongs to the pusher, who killed the pusher, who is the new owner here. ”

The old headmaster didn't understand what Chen Song meant. He knew that Chen Song was not a savvy child, so he didn't really think about it. He just whispered, "Why don't we go to the well first? ”

“Well, there's a way back, and we can be more accommodating.” Chen Gong also kept his eyes on the experimental building as he spoke: "Many clues in my mind have been linked. It was no accident that I entered the haunted school, and I have something to talk about with the person who used me. ”

“So... can we go to Twilight High School now?” The old headmaster was afraid that Chen Gong would do something impulsive again. He wanted Chen Gong to be honest, but soon discovered that he was wrong.

“No problem going that way, but before I do, I'm going to grab that guy.” Chen Gong pointed to the frequent loneliness running on the playground, the ghost school will split, the painter was dragged by Changwen Yu, opened the ghost correction door often lonely at this time, with the help of the school hospital "doctor” to escape toward the teaching building.

He and Changwen Yu must have reached some kind of agreement, but he was worried that Changwen Yu would break his contract, so he was often alone as the hostage in his hand.

“Isn't it a good idea to just take a look at them now? ”

“I will leave as soon as I get it and try to avoid a positive conflict.” Chen Gong had a reason to catch Chang Lonely, a reason he couldn't tell anyone, because the black phone was his biggest secret, which could now be in Changwen's hands.

Open the comic book and Chan Gong releases all the red: “Find the right opportunity and do it. Whoever stops you is the enemy! ”

At the same time, Chang Lon and the school hospital's "doctor” in red had fled back to the teaching building, as if it had been agreed in advance, often lonely they had just fled back, and the ghost correction door came with a terrible cry.

This cry overwhelmed the screams and hoarseness of those students and reached every student's ears.

There was a shadow hidden in the mist, she stood at the haunted correction door and did not enter the school door, but the blood mist poured into the haunted school became more intense, beginning to mix more and more monsters.

Not long after that, the sound of chewing and chewing appeared in the cry, and next to the first figure appeared a strange and huge shadow.

The fog blocked everything, and the people in the building could only look at each other vaguely, but just looking at those two shadows far away would create fear and helplessness in their hearts.