My House of Horrors

Chen Gong stood in the middle of the corridor with his eyes narrowed and stared at the end of the corridor.

“With surveillance in the upper left corner of the cinema exit and surveillance in the corner of the corridor, how rich is Virtual Future Park? Two surveillance cameras in a hallway? ”

Chen Gong wants to summon Xu Yan, but only if he avoids surveillance and other tourists, it is not in his own haunted house, and he must be cautious.

“I need a suitable moment, and the best way to do this is to take the initiative to seduce the obsession that might exist in the haunted house and, when they do, let Xu Yin or some other red jacket replace them. ”

Haunted houses can be really haunted, but this ghost has nothing to do with Chan Gong.

The sound of the repeater sand came into his ear, and Chen Song's emotions slowly calmed down. Neither the woman's crying nor the little girl's laughter could cause him any fluctuations.

“Come back, what are you doing?” Police and other tourists lay at the door and saw Chan Sing bow his head and pick up the doll in the corner of the wall: “What are you doing? ”

Fingers touched the burnt face of the doll, and Chan Sing stared at the doll's dark, slippery eyes: "Have you seen a little girl before, holding this doll? ”

“I have the impression that it came out of the projection hall at the end.” The police recalled: “What are you suddenly asking about? ”

“When I looked out through the cracks in the door, the chef was gone, and the little girl was walking this way with the doll. But when I opened the door, I found that no one in the hallway could see it, and only this face burned with a rag doll was thrown at the corner of the wall.” Chen Gong held the doll in his arms and thought about it for a while and added: "No, not thrown in the corner of the wall, but deliberately placed in that position, just like letting this doll spy on us. ”

Turning around, Chan Gong looks at the rest of the tourists: "Do you think the ghost house will hire little girls as actors? ”

“Stay away from me first.” The police stared at the doll in Chen Gong's arms as if it was an ominous thing: “I don't know if I would hire a little girl in the park. Anyway, the last time I came here, I didn't see a little girl, I didn't hear a girl laugh, including the cry we first heard, and the last time I came here, I didn't show up until the end of the tour. ”

“Which means the girl is not an actor or a tourist in paradise, so what would she be?” Chen Gong deliberately directed everyone's thinking towards a path of non-return.

“Projections, perhaps.” The glasses man whispered.

“Have you ever seen a projection run around with a doll? This doll is much heavier than I thought.” Chen Gong threw the doll in his arms at the man, and the tourists saw the doll coming over, one by one, hiding away. They seemed very shy of the doll, which Chen Gong saw in his eyes and remembered in his heart.

“Why aren't you answering? ”

The dolls fell on the floor, twisted limbs, burnt faces upwards looking at the surrounding tourists, dark eyeballs staring at everyone.

None of the tourists reached out to touch the figure, and after a long time, the youngest boy took a few steps back: “Children and figures in the horror film are a classic combination, and meeting them in the haunted house must be a long way off. And just so you know, when we came in, didn't we just hear from the park staff? To create an atmosphere of terror, the haunted house contains many old objects of unknown origin. ”

“So how do you know this doll is an old thing?” Once again, Chan picked up the poor doll and stuffed the doll directly into his backpack.

“Hey, this is from a paradise, can't you just take it?” A female tourist warned.

“This is an important clue that must be with you, and if you don't believe me, I can leave it to you.” Chan Gong said that he had no temper.

“Are you really afraid that there's something dirty hidden up there?” The police whispered and he was already reluctant to go near Chan Gong.

“People with ghosts in their hearts, looking at everything, think there's something dirty on it, and they don't know what's really dirty about their eyes.” Chan single-handedly grabbed the drum-changing backpack and walked toward the projection hall, trying to figure out how the girl really appeared.

Going around the corner, Chan tried to push the door of the projection hall. It seemed like something was blocking the back of the door and it couldn't be opened.

He used ghost ears to lie on the door panel and there was no sound in the projection hall.

“The first scene is the turn of the soul when seven students watch a movie with a ghost teacher on the night of the return; the second scene is when the owner wakes up from the nightmare and kills himself over and over again, arguably the turn of the flesh; the middle of the two scenes is a corridor full of limbs, and there is also a 'Hell Chef’ in the corridor, are the three scenes random or have some intrinsic connection? ”

The surveillance is right on top of her head, and Chan Song can't do the smashing: “The little girl has a problem, as long as she's not in red, she can't leave the checklist forever. I just have to guard the doll and she will definitely come back. The key to the problem is that there's probably more than one ghost in the ghost room. When I first entered the scene, I felt a little cold. At first, I thought it was some kind of high-tech technology. Now think about that kind of direct soul cold, except obsessive and powerful ghosts, there seems to be no other possibility. ”

Chen Gong knew very well that, unlike the eastern and western suburbs, his parents did not have the courage to build ghost houses in the eastern suburbs, and now what they did not do was done in the Virtual Future Paradise.

Inevitably, the ghost house is so gloomy that it can easily attract some lost obsession. The Virtual Future Park also deliberately collects and puts in various old objects, not to increase the difficulty, but to play with fire in the oil reservoir.

The eastern suburbs are not Fudi, it is clear that Chen Song, the problem of the underworld tire has not been addressed, the eastern suburbs do not know how many other doors are hidden. Think carefully about the location of the virtual future paradise. It is caught in the middle between the town of Lywan and Jiangyuan community. The three can be connected to one line in the eastern suburbs.

“The location of the Virtual Future Paradise itself is problematic and will probably be much better when the Yokoe Bridge is repaired, but will they last until then? ”

The park itself is sandwiched between two doors, and the haunted house theme venue is at the end of the park, where the shadows sink. It can be said that this is the shadow to the shadow, not only the tourists like to come, but also the obsession and ghosts love it.

“It's really business minded. They've found the location of the drill. ”

Chen Guo didn't understand Fengshui, but he knew his home had been moved from the eastern suburbs.

“Red fire in paradise, popularity during the day can stop bad things, but what about paradise when ghosts are most active at night? Even if I don't come, there's gonna be a problem here. ”

Chen Guo felt the responsibility of sinking on his shoulders, and he found another reason for himself to guard the New Century Paradise, which was not to let the Virtual Future Paradise pit more people.