My House of Horrors

Chen Gong didn't know what was in the hallway, but he knew he could never be dragged into that room.

His arms were grabbed, his eyes were invisible, and Chan Song could only kick his foot towards the position where the corridor was situated by feeling.

It seems to have kicked something, and my calf hurts, but this pain also makes Chan Song more sober.

“White tiger! Bite him!”

The only thing that Chen Gong can believe now is the white cat, but what makes him wonder is that the white cat lying on his shoulder is still motionless, and he can feel that the weight on his neck has not diminished at all.

The body was dragged and the two sides argued at the entrance of the hall for almost half a minute. Chen Song suddenly heard a man in the hallway.

“You don't want to live?! I'm trying to save you! There's a ghost in the hallway! ”

As this voice emerges, the power to pull Chen Sing's arm increases again.

Now a choice lies in front of Chen Song, whether to follow the man's voice into the hallway or continue towards the roof.

Chan made his choice almost at midnight, and he shouted to the hallway: “It's the people that are forcing them to die. Why should I be afraid of ghosts? If you really want to save me, then let go! ”

At a critical moment, Chen Gong is very determined to stay on the stairs, he would rather be with the ghost who has been identified than leave with a strange “person”.

The force on his arm was getting smaller and smaller, and the door closed and the man who wanted to drag Chen Song into his room seemed to have left.

“In such a hurry, looking for a replacement? The last guy who treated me like a scapegoat is still in the painting.” Chen Gong slowly stood up: “The door was closed very close to me, and the other room was near the stairwell. I'll bring the other staff to visit tomorrow. ”

Slowly swinging his arms, he touched the steps and the walls, and Chan Song first determined his position.

“Thank you just now.” Chen Gong said to the staircase railing that his hand was no longer being held, so he was not sure the boy was still there.

“Dabao? ”

In the absence of any response, Chen Guo waited for a while before proceeding upstairs.

“Things are worse than I predicted, I thought there were only two or three strong ghosts in this building at most and some obsession that I didn't want to dissipate, and now I'm too optimistic. ”

Obsession is difficult to cause substantial harm to people, so the men and little boys who just grabbed Chen Sing's arm are not simply obsessions, but ghosts.

This is only 11 floors away, we've already met two powerful ghosts, the road behind must be harder to follow.

Moving his footsteps, Chen Gong reached the middle of the eleventh and twelfth floors and suddenly felt like he was stepping on something, wet.

“Water stains? There are no lights on the top floor of the building, how can there be water damage in the hallway at night? Pipeline's broken? ”

Chen Gong can be sure that the blood is not stained under his shoes now, the blood clots quickly, and all the artificial plasma in his haunted house is filled with diluents.

“This should be water...”

This thought just appeared in his heart, and suddenly a little coolness appeared on his cheek, as if water had fallen on his face.

Without waiting for him to reach out and touch his face, the ankle suddenly felt cold again, as if a snake had just climbed over his leg.

“What the hell is going on? ”

The air got wet and could smell a faint smell of blood. As Chen was thinking, a woman's voice suddenly appeared on the steps in front.

“It's cold...”

The sound was light and still trembling.

Somebody up ahead?

Chen Gong slowed down and his brain was running fast.

The surrounding water vapor is so thick that the other party feels cold because her death is related to water? Or is her body hidden in the freezer?

Chen Gong thought a lot, in fact it was only a few seconds, he continued to move forward. As he was about to pass through the position where the sound was coming from, he suddenly felt his legs cool. The chill was spreading towards his back neck, as if something was slowly climbing onto his back.

“It's cold, it's cold...”

The trembling sound sounded behind Chan Song this time, and the other person seemed to follow him, and he made a mistake on a step.

Standing in a pitch-black hallway with closed eyes, you can't see anything, but you can feel someone standing behind you.

Every time he walked, the people behind him followed him, and the feeling of the shady cold had not dissipated, but had become stronger and stronger.

Chen Guo did not move slightly, he slowly lifted his hands and reached for the button on his coat.

He unbuttoned the buttons one by one, then took off his coat and gently covered it behind him: "Put it on, stranger, I can't help you change what's already happened, I just hope this coat brings you a little warmth. ”

The coat seemed to cover something, perhaps Chen Gong's action was too sudden and completely unexpected.

“I have nothing but this stupid cat and belong to the kind of person who sees death as pale, but it doesn't affect my love of life.” Chen Gong slowly squatted down against the wall and finally sat directly on the steps: “This night is long and boring, can we talk? ”

Blindfolded, Chen Song can't see anything; he can't do anything without employees and tools.

At this moment, he thought very openly, his body against the wall, Chan Sing's face with a smile, in the dark, damp, shady corridor, his face smile appeared special.

“If you don't mind, sit next to me.” Chen Gong gently patted the steps next to the photograph: “I am kind of a lonely person, I envy that you can make lively jokes, there are endless conversations. Watching them partying, I would always find myself alone in a quiet corner, and that was my happiness, and slowly everyone was used to me, and really speaking, you were the first person to talk to me recently. ”

With her lips slightly open, Chan Sing sitting on the steps looked up to her: “Can you talk to me for a minute? ”

When his ears rang, Chen Guo's fingers touched the coat he had just covered behind him, and the "stranger” who followed him sat alongside him on the steps.

“Thank you for staying with me. I don't really know how to talk to people. Can I hear your story if I can? ”

With a sincere tone and a hint of desire, it's hard to refuse.

“My body pressed together, it was cold, I couldn't hold myself...”

“Where are you? Can I come to you? Can I help you?” Chen Gong was really ready to help each other, and there was at least one murder hidden in this building.

“My head was placed on my back, my arms broken together, my legs on the second floor. He used to hate me so much, he didn't laugh until he waved the knife, he said he finally found the advantage in an anorexic girl, he rarely praised me like that, he said I was thin, petite, and well hidden. ”