My House of Horrors

Lifting his legs and falling down, it was a simple move, but it was a little hard on Chen Song now, he felt his head sinking, he felt like he was pressing a lot of things on him, and there was still a force in the underworld that wanted to drag him back.

Chan Song also knows what is hidden in the dark, and doesn't know if there are ghosts around him now. In fact, sometimes it's good to not see them, at least not to panic.

From the seventeenth floor to the eighteenth floor, it took several minutes.

When Chen Song successfully reached the 18th floor, he almost fell.

“My body is a little cold and dizzy. ”

Chan is tired, and that kind of tiredness is mental, as if nervous for over a dozen hours.

“I should be on the top floor by now.” Chen Gong held onto the wall and he still didn't open his eyes.

For the sake of safety, he bent over, scrubbed the floor and walls with his hands little by little, without letting go of any corners.

The ninth death finally reached the roof of the building, and there must be no mistake at the last minute.

As Chen Gong stroked around, the door was suddenly opened downstairs, and the noise in the quiet hallway was very abrupt.

The iron door was slowly pushed open and two footsteps appeared in the corridor.

“Someone's going up?” Chen Guo's heart suddenly raised: “The opening sounds are coming from the 14th and 15th floors. Are the neighbors coming after us? ”

The footsteps were hurried and quickly approached the roof, as if they were forcing Chen Gong to close the mission with his eyes open.

“The sound has reached the 16th floor. ”

Chen Quo's forehead was sweating, his back was against the wall, and there was a slight impatience in his heart.

“Should I open my eyes? Theoretically, we've reached the top floor, and I haven't touched the steps that go up again. ”

When he hesitated, the footsteps had reached the 17th floor. Chen Guo stood in the corner, facing the hall, his eyes remained closed.

At this point, the footsteps downstairs became faster and faster, and they appeared at the corner between the seventeenth and eighteenth floors, which means that they had already seen Chan Song.

“I was spotted, but the sound of footsteps didn't stop, and they shouldn't be after me. ”

The child's familiar laughter sounded in his ears, and soon after that two footsteps passed by Chan Song, then one of the doors on the 18th floor was opened!

The wind blew on Chen Song's face, and his physical exhaustion slowly dissipated, as if what was lying on him had left.

“Is it over? ”

He wanted to open his eyes, but he could still hear footsteps and children laughing in his ears.

The laughter gave him a strange feeling that he couldn't say. He couldn't feel happiness from laughter. It was empty. The other party was just laughing.

I touched the open door, Chen Gong stood at the door, and a child's voice came from the other side of the door.

“Uncle, I had another dream of a bloody city floating in the black sea, where people came and went, carrying knives, cutting off their bodies and burying all their memories. ”

“Uncle, do memories appear because of people, but people forget them? Do memories get angry? ”

“Uncle, are you listening to me? ”

The child's voice was right in front of Chan Song, and Chan Song even created a feeling that the child was speaking to himself, and as he was about to speak, a strange man's voice appeared.

“I'm listening.” Men's voices are without any emotions, indifferent, and cold as a machine: “Memories don't get angry, they are doomed to be forgotten when they appear, and this is the end of memory. ”

“Destined to be forgotten? ”

“Well, just like you.” When the man had finished, the child laughed again.

“Why do you like to laugh so much?” Men's voices bore a hint of boredom.

“'Cause I'm happy, my dad says everything I see is a nightmare, and those horrible, awful things are dreams, and when I wake up, they're gone, shouldn't they be happy?” The child's voice is innocent.

“Nightmare?” The man's tone gets colder: “If one day you find out that those aren't nightmares, that all of your dreams are true, can you laugh? ”

“I don't know, maybe. ”

“So if you find yourself one day forgotten in that bloody city and never come back, can you still smile like this? ”

“I…”

“You will not smile again, you will curse insanely, as those memories abandoned by their masters are wrapped up in negative emotions, deeper and deeper in that black sea.” A little excitement gradually appeared in the man's voice, hiding a somewhat distorted soul in his cold tone.

“No, it won't.” The child's naive voice contained maturity that did not match his age, and he seemed to think about it for a long time before continuing: “If one day I was truly forgotten in a nightmare, I would draw a window on that black ocean, push a door in the bloody red city, and I would let all the dark eyes see the light. ”

After the boy's last words, Chen Song suddenly felt very familiar with them, as if he had said them before.

His eyelids beat and Chan Song took an unconscious step forward, instinctively trying to catch the sound.

“If there is light, there must be darkness. If you want darkness to see light, it will darken.” A man seems to have caught a child.

“Let go of me! ”

“You're the one who should let go. Don't come back! ”

“Let go! Help! ”

“You will eventually be forgotten, so rest assured, die! ”

When the man said he was dead, Chan Sing was freezing and there was a voice screaming in his heart.

“Help! ”

Closed eyes opened violently, Chen Gong saw the edge of the building, and a doctor in a white coat pushed himself off the roof!

He rushed to the edge of the building, but when he reached over, everything disappeared.

His whole body was exhausted in an instant. Chen Gong sat at the edge of the building and his clothes had been soaked with cold sweat.

“When I did that nightmare-level mission in the tunnel, I saw myself killed for the second time. The killer's back was almost identical. He was supposed to be the same guy. He was wearing a doctor's uniform, probably the doctor from the New Sea, but why would he kill me? What does that mean? ”

The headache cracked and the eyes were closed for so long, Chen Song is still a little uncomfortable.

He curled to the side of the wall, rubbing his eyes, and when his gaze returned to normal, he turned his head to his side and tried to hold the white cat down.

But just halfway around his head, his body was stiff.

Two skinny arms rested on his face, and the bloody coat almost touched Chan's nostrils.

There was a man in red with Chen Gong's shoulder on his back!

“You left half the door in Jiangyuan District open, didn't you?” A child's voice comes from behind Chan Song.

“I don't remember.” It wasn't until this time that Chen Song saw the white cat on his shoulder about to cry. The cat dared not move, and those who did not know thought it was a specimen.

The white cat was always there, but didn't remind herself that the red coat could have appeared from the moment she closed her eyes.

White cat on his left shoulder, maybe he's on his right shoulder?