My House of Horrors

Ali held the wooden box and walked to the end of the team.

He is loyal and not as sensitive as Haru, but he feels something is wrong.

“Why does the name Lin Si always appear in my head because I took his painting? Impossible. It's supposed to be psychological. ”

Walking down the pitch-black corridor, Ali began to think uncontrollably. His memory seemed to be covered with something, and a thin boy stood not far from him in trance.

He couldn't see his face clearly, but his clothes were shattered, the bag pull lock was torn, his hair was wet, and his face was covered in mud.

Boys' numbness is more heartbreaking than dirty bodies.

“You…”

“What?” The photographer, the fierce man, was shocked by Li: “What do you want? ”

“No, it's okay, I'm sorry.” Ali quickly apologized. He looked around and had no children, but what made him wonder was that the horrible scene had given him a sense of familiarity, as if he had been here before: "Have I ever been here when I was a kid? Or did I dream in a nightmare? ”

In a strange place, a sense of familiarity suddenly arises, a situation that many people have encountered. It doesn't matter if you switch to a normal attraction, but this is the third basement of a haunted house, a “closed area” without even a light.

As soon as he started thinking, Alex had all sorts of horrible pieces in his head again, and the kid was forced into the corner of the classroom, pushed into the toilet compartment, and a twisted face smiled at him, spilling ink and sewage at him.

“Enough!” Ali shouted and shook the others.

“Blue Winter, what's wrong with your friend? I didn't even hold my camera steady.” The cameraman was very dissatisfied.

“Brother, are you all right?” Liu Li frowned and looked at Ali, because he had to maintain his own style on the air.

“I don't know, it just feels like I've been here before.” Alexander nagging: “Probably dreamed of it. Didn't the news report say that many awake plants dreamed of this haunted house during the coma? I don't think all that media is bullshit. ”

“Cough!” Liu Hang interrupted Ali, he quickly gave the photographer a gesture, and the fierce male collar would shift the lens.

Remove the pickup on the collar, Liu Hang whispered to Ali and said, "We're just here to fake it, okay? There's a limit to what you can do in a show. ”

Liu Hang changed his face like a book. He had just praised Ali in the dorm. He changed his tone in a blink of an eye.

“It's true!” What else did Ali want to say? Liu Hang was too lazy to listen. He told Blue Winter to come over: “Teach your friends well. ”

He put the pickup back on and Liu Hang returned to normal. He walked to the camera and explained to the audience calmly that it was just a small insert.

The camera was deliberately moved away, the sound turned down, and the variety of anomalies fuelled discussion among netizens.

Looking at the haunted house of news and Chan Song, Liu Hang was even more upset: “My friend was just joking, don't be serious, we've been visiting with a playful attitude, now we're officially going to start faking. ”

Chen Gong's haunted house was not frightening. In fact, there was no need for Liu Hangduo to say that the atmosphere inside just proved everything. Even if Liu Hangdu had been interfering with the fight, it would not weaken that sense of horror.

“A haunted house that sells hot searches, deceives tourists, and fools the audience also wants a fire?” Whether it's true or not, Liu Hang will first put a few hats on Chen Gong's haunted house and put himself at a moral high point, as if to do so more sense of purpose, and no longer be afraid.

“No more ink, I'm going to unravel it in front of everyone today!” Liu Hang was emotionally excited, he just finished the sentence, and the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

This is his private phone, not many people know his number.

Liu Hang hesitated for a moment and slowly pressed the answer button.

Before he could react, the voice of male assistant hysteria came from the cell phone.

“Brother Hang! This haunted house is really haunted! All ghosts on their heads!” The male assistant seems to be running wild and upset.

“Where have you been? Whose phone is this?” Liu Hang's heart snapped, he had just put the pickup on, and now everyone in the broadcast room heard the male assistant.

“I was saved by other tourists! Go back! There's no way out of this haunted house! It's too late! Stay back! Ghosts everywhere! There are ghosts everywhere! ”

The male assistant screamed and punched Liu Hai in the face. His eyes twitched and he immediately hung up the phone.

He came to the haunted house to fake himself, and now it's like he's advertising the haunted house in front of an audience all over the Internet.

“My assistant acting was too exaggerated to make you laugh...” Liu Hang hasn't finished yet, the photographer's phone kept shaking.

Someone gave him a voice, and the photographer opened it without thinking about it, and then the male assistant's voice reappeared.

“Liu Hang! Run, trust me! Ghosts beside you! They're right next to you! ”

The hallway was very quiet, so the male assistant's voice was particularly harsh, and the guy also blushed, calling Liu Li's full name.

“Turn off your phone and we'll explore the haunted house with all our heart.” Liu Hao looked a little pale, had it not been for the camera, he would have turned his face.

“Okay, Brother Hang.” The fierce man verbally promised to turn off his phone. In fact, he didn't do it. The strong man was thoughtful, he knew the male assistant very well, and he knew that the other party was not acting, but was really freaking out.

Sneaking back a message from the male assistant, the fierce man muted his phone and stuffed it in his pocket.

……

“Liu Hang! I won't hurt you! Answer me!” Grabbing a woman's phone in her hand, the male assistant ran in a narrow passage, his hair messed up, tears in the corner of his eyes, and his voice shouted mute.

“Stop howling! You want to get us all killed?” There was also a couple of students in front of the male assistant, a middle-aged man and a very charming female tourist, who had just spoken.

The shadows flutter in the corridor behind them, and you can hear the closer and closer footsteps!

“This way!” The middle-aged man found a classroom around the corner of the corridor with the door open, and he pulled the woman behind him into it without thinking much.

The couple of students were also ready to run towards the classroom, but at this point the male assistant did his best, one accelerating beyond the student couple.

When he rushed into the classroom, he bit his teeth and closed the door to the classroom!

“Shit! Open the door! We borrowed your phone and you did this to us?!” Student couples knock hard on the door, but male assistants lock the door directly.

As the footsteps approached, the couple could not help but leave, and the sound of footsteps was attracted to them.

“Fortunately, I am determined that even if I hide here, I will be besieged and no one will escape.” The male assistant subconsciously did that, and in a four-star scenario, he seemed to rip off his usual disguise and expose himself.

Gasping heavily, the male assistant grabbed the phone lent to him by the student couple and rested back against the door: “I am also doing it for the good of everyone, by the way, I haven't thanked you yet, what do you two call it? ”

“You can call me Chow, this is my girlfriend Moon.” The middle-aged man was enthusiastic about introducing his girlfriend to the male assistant, who seemed to like doing things like this, but the female tourist was a little upset.

“Brother Zhou, I was chased by ghosts just now. Thank you for your help and let me be with you.” The male assistant seems to have forgotten what he just did. He knows that being here is dangerous, so he wants to have a relationship with Zhou and Zhuang Yue.

“It should be, one more person and one more force, I didn't expect the ghost house to be so horrible, all the ghosts are on top of their heads, just look upside down and you'll find them.” Zhou deeply inhaled the cool air.

The months next to me were disgusting: “One more person, one more force? This guy just blocked the door directly from the two students, this kind of person..."

“If he doesn't, we'll all be trapped here later, and he'll have a hard time.” Old Zhou said these words to the male assistant: “I understand you, I've been through a lot, and I can see through it. There's nothing easy about the adult world. Ask who doesn't want to be an innocent child forever? ”

“Brother Chow, you still know me!” Despair, panic, exhaustion, in which case the male assistant feels a little warmth from his old self.

“Absolutely.” Zhou patted the male assistant on the shoulder to encourage him: “I saw you on the phone earlier, I wanted to ask your people if they got your reminder? We must rendezvous with the great forces. It is horrible to be alone in this haunted house. ”

“Don't worry, Brother Han probably didn't answer because he was broadcasting live, but I contacted the photographer and he returned my message.” The male assistant opened the mailbox and there was a text message from the fierce man on it - I also felt something was wrong with this haunted house, we'll talk about it later!

“So they already believe you're contacting them on this phone.” Zhou had a long story, and Zhou had blocked the door of the classroom before the male assistant could react.

“Brother Chow, what do you mean?” The male assistant felt a little bad.

“I understand you, and I hope you understand me too.” Blood water seeped out of the clothes, a raw wound appeared, Zhou's face pale as paper: "You know, there's nothing easy about the adult world, ask who doesn't want to be an innocent child forever? ”

Skinny hands grabbed the male assistant, at which point the male assistant's eyeballs were staring out, his legs didn't have the slightest strength, and he sat on the floor, but he ran into something.

Slowly turning back, a woman's body, which had been synthesized, was hanging behind him.

The throat couldn't say a word at all, and the male assistant was shaking all over until his eyes rolled over and fell again.

Zhou picked up the phone of the male assistant, remembered Liu Hang and the photographer's phone number, and then sent the photographer a message with this phone: “Meet me soon! I think I found my way out! ”