My House of Horrors

Chapter 950: Weaknesses in Projection

“Every time I wake up, it's 11: 56 p.m., and when I looked at the watch, the clock on the wall is exactly the same time.” Chen Gong looked at the wall again, and the clock had turned to 11: 57.

“The recurring nightmare is consistent with the theme of the scene, and the perfect clearance should be to break the recurrence.” Chen Gong put the fruit tray on the coffee table aside and put the doll's body on the table: “The first change in the scene should be in three minutes, and you better hurry up and find the rest of the doll's body. ”

“Everyone is a team, can you be a little more polite?” One of the girls wanted to say something else, but was stopped by a glasses man.

A couple of people started exploring the house in pairs, the cabin was small and there were only four rooms in total.

Centered in the living room where they first entered, the bedroom on the left and the kitchen and bathroom on the right.

The tourists looked for the body by turning the case upside down, while Chen Gong sat on the couch and looked at the head.

“In medium difficulty, as long as the body is found, it can be cleared. Will the conditions change in hell level difficulty?” He took the piece of paper out of the doll's mouth: "Every 12 o'clock he was killed in a variety of ways, and he fell into a nightmare that he couldn't wake up, or was it true that every time he died? ”

“Ah!”

A scream in the bedroom interrupted Chen Song's thoughts. A moment later, a female tourist ran out of the bedroom. The youngest man followed her, carrying a bloody axe in his left hand and three sliced legs in his right hand: “I found it under the wardrobe, and I also found this. ”

The boy threw a coat on the sofa: “There are some doll bodies in his pockets, so I suggest you all come and take a look, I can't hold them alone. ”

Chen Quo first placed all the bodies on the coffee table and then went into the bedroom with the young man.

The wardrobe door was open, all the clothes in it were stained with blood, and the corner of the wardrobe was lit with blood.

“The axe was also found in the corner of the wardrobe, it was props, and it didn't open.” Young men are fairly calm and not frightened.

“The body was placed with the murder weapon.” Chen Gong seemed to understand something, and he looked at the living room.

In addition to the five fingers, there is a fruit knife in the tray of the coffee table, and there is a dining knife under the tray with the head in the refrigerator.

He took out all the clothes in the closet, turned around his pockets and placed the figure's body on the table.

Other tourists looked at him and, although they knew the bodies were fake, they felt sick and distressed.

The more they look at the horror of Chen Song, the more this man not only has no fear, but even puts the various parts of the corpse together, looking at the way he's focused, like himself playing with puzzles all the time.

“Doesn't he own a haunted house? How do you know all this? ”

“Perhaps he was a former forensic student, which also makes sense why those students visit his haunted house all the time and should be dedicated to the senior. ”

A more complete corpse gradually appeared on the coffee table, and Chen Song possessed two talents, a living doll and a masterpiece, who knew the body very well.

After searching through all the clothes, Chan finally found what he wanted, and he found a second note in the pocket of a coat - a nightmare he couldn't escape! I have to find a way to end it! I can't wait any longer!

“Did you find anything?” The glasses man had just asked and the clock on the wall suddenly rang and arrived at midnight.

Along with the sounds of Boog, Boog, the small door below the clock opens and a Boog bird appears, with a black red heart on its body.

“Careful!” The youngest boy suddenly screamed and looked at his watch and retreated into the crowd.

He did not know what the boy's profession was, but his reaction probably showed that his profession seemed to be able to predict danger.

The squeaky sound sounded in the room, the water flower flowing in the bathroom, the curtains in the living room were lifted, in addition to the woman's crying and the little girl's laughter, a third voice appeared in the ear, as if it was a dream, unable to hear what he was saying, but could tell it was a man's voice.

“Something's coming. ”

The closet door in the bedroom made a thud, and several tourists looked into the closet and somehow another piece of clothing appeared in the closet that had been emptied by Chen Gong.

It was a bloody red coat, and the blood flowed along the clothes, and it swayed gently in a pitch-black cabinet.

The police and other tourists were all stuck in the middle of the living room, and the scene in front of them did not appear to be in the script.

“Red?” Chen Gong squinted his eyes and his eyes narrowed, and now he sees that blood coats all produce an instinctive reaction.

“Bang!”

The drying rack in the closet fell to the floor, and oddly enough, the bloody red coat was still hanging in the closet.

When everyone's attention was drawn to red, the TV screen in the living room flashed and opened itself.

The sudden appearance of light made several people look back, the TV screen kept flashing, and when the image was switched, they could see something black.

Lights with faint light flashed over their heads several times before suddenly turning them off, and now they can only see around with the brightness of the TV screen.

“Are you awake...”

“Who's talking! ”

A strange man's voice came from somewhere in the room and several tourists all looked around.

“Bedroom! Look at the bedroom! ”

The swinging red coat ran itself out of the closet and hung on the bedroom door when everyone was attracted to the TV.

“Don't be afraid, let's go check it out together!” The police sounded nervous, making Chen Song wonder if they were arranged by the haunted house.

He approached the bedroom with the glasses man, and as he approached the door, the half-opened bedroom door was slammed open and an arm filled with scratches suddenly stretched out and dragged the red coat behind the door.

Without waiting for the police and the glasses man to react, a chopped man's head protruded through the back of the door, grabbing an axe stained with blood and pointing it at the police's head and smashing it.

The police were scared to the ground, screaming for shelter, and the weirdo rushed out of the bedroom, waving an axe at everyone in the living room, and hearing a man hysterical all around.

“Die! Die, die! ”

Everyone was hiding. Only Chen Song remained where he was.

The waving axe went through his body, and the weirdo rushed through him and into the bathroom.

“They also have red in their projections. ”

When Chen Guo saw the weirdo, he knew that the other party was just projecting. Although the blood on the weirdo was very realistic, the blood flowing through him did not drip to the ground, and the door panels touched by the weirdo were clean.

“Projections only occur when the light is visibly dimmed, and this should be the limitation of technology. ”

“It's scary!” The police stand with their chests covered: “We must find the body and not stay here! ”

“Don't worry, I already know what's going on in this house.” Chen Gong picked up the head on the coffee table: “The clue is hidden in the projection, if you look closely, the face of the projection is exactly the same as the face of this person. ”

“What does that mean?” The policeman looked at Chen Song with his head in his hand and always felt that he was skilled at even holding the head.

“The first note says that the owner of the house is killed every night at 12: 00, in a variety of ways, and pay attention to his words here -- killed, why is he sure it's a person?” Chen Song took out a second note: “On the new note, he said he was going to start fighting, and there was a murder weapon next to each body in the house, which should also be a reminder...”

“We don't have time for this, you just have to tell us what to do!” The plank above the door was again chopped by a kitchen knife and the chef could come in at any moment.

“The owner of the house is killed every night, and his killer is himself, which is his turn.” Chen Gong felt that the virtual future park could be built, but it might not be well done in detail because of the rush of time and lack of polishing.

“So how do we get out of here? Kill the owner again?” The glasses man was about to ask Chan Song, and suddenly a scream came from outside the door, as if it had been from the chef.

“What is this thing?! Open the door! Let me in! ”

The chef suddenly slammed the door with all his might, and the frame vibrated so violently that the chef seemed to have fallen to the floor and gradually lost his voice.

“What do you mean? ”

Several visitors in the house looked at each other, the woman with long black hair made a sneak gesture at the police, who shook her head gently and looked a little ugly.