My House of Horrors

Dragging Chen Song from the big saw slowly walked out of the room, and there was no sound in the house.

Blood slipped down the saw blade and his cold, horrible eyes looked to the ground floor.

The youngest boy took a string of keys out of his pocket, and he grabbed the glasses and they ran to the iron door leading underground.

“Why would he have the keys? Is it because of that guy's profession? No, this guy was supposed to be a cheater, and he might have the keys and hints, so no wonder he's been so calm. ”

Unlike other “tourists” from the beginning, young people should be entrusted by the haunted housekeeper to obstruct Chen Gong at a critical moment in his mission.

Six tourists, doing their job, the head of the haunted house in the Virtual Future Paradise had a great plan, but they had no idea that tourists would play haunted houses like this, and they had committed one of the most fundamental problems.

Chen Gong came downstairs and the stench happened to come in through the main entrance of the hotel. The police and the woman with long black hair had been scared.

They ran outside the hotel to prepare their way back, but did not expect the road back to be sealed, called heaven no good, called the earth no good, and eventually fainted by the wordless tombstone in the corridor.

“I'll go after the two of them, and when you do, there should be other actors hidden in the scene, just find a way to faint them. ”

The iron door that leads underground has been opened, and men with glasses and youngest boys rush into darkness.

“The way out is hidden underground.” In fact, when entering the scene, Chen Song guessed that the secret passage on the ground might be a disguise, even if he could find the key, he could not escape.

To clear, first find the key to the basement.

From the push door onwards, there are countless choices in this scenario, and the right choices can be cleared and the wrong choices can be fatal.

Yellow Dow 12 actually has another meaning. He is the name of a murderer who has not yet been caught. The scene is about riddles and murder, but if tourists think that the murderer is just some perverted homicidal maniac hiding in the room, it is a big mistake. In this scene, the real murderer is the clock on the wall.

The murders that have taken place cannot be changed, and time is the deepest hidden killer.

If Chen Gong wasn't in a hurry to leave, he would definitely experience it and read all the secrets in the room, but unfortunately he didn't have the time.

Normal visitors can visit up to three to four scenes at a time, while Chen Song blends 40 scenes in one breath. To challenge so many scenes in a given time, you can only take a path that no one else has ever walked before.

“Run desperately, I'll be right behind you. ”

The chainsaw roared, hugging Chen Song with his head, dragged the heavy saw and flushed forward at full speed.

On the upper two floors of the hotel are rooms, and below are prisons, where several dead bones are held.

“He's coming after us! ”

The man with glasses shouted out loud and his face was sweaty.

He and the youngest boys stood at the deepest end of the prison, trying to open the door of a cell.

“Come on! He's coming! Come here!”

Don't rush! Don't fucking rush me! ”The youngest boy grabbed the keys with his hands and his arms were trembling, but the more anxious he was to find the corresponding keys.

The smell of blood drifts into the tip of the nose and the cry into the ear, which symbolizes the slow approaching of death.

“Not this one! Not this one either!” The boy grabbed the key and stuffed it into the lock hole with blood filling his eyes.

The modified saw blade rubs over the bars of the cell, and the crisp metal bump sounds like a prelude to the Fate Symphony.

Chen Gong slowed down his footsteps gradually, and the metal and bone braided under his head were frozen eyes.

“Cut!”

“It's on!” The boy shouted excitedly, grabbing his glasses and running into the last cell.

The iron door hit the wall, the trembling door panel was grabbed by one hand, Chen Gong looked towards the cell, behind the wardrobe was a running ladder.

“Well done, you're running too slow, and you want me to wait for you. ”

Chen Guo chased up with a chainsaw. At the top of the wooden steps was a dressing room, and a row of iron cabinets were filled with red fingerprints.

“Volkswagen bathhouse? ”

Before he could move on, he heard a noise from the wardrobe, as if something inside was about to come out.

This strange noise became louder and louder, covering his footsteps. As Chen Song continued to walk forward, the door of a cabinet next to him suddenly opened and one of his hands fell out.

“Props? ”

In order not to follow the man with the glasses, Chen Song ignored these things directly.

After running out of the dressing room, Chen Gong saw a barber shaving his head.

The man turned his back to Chan Song and could see what he looked like with the Guest in the mirror in front of the barber.

Looking in the mirror alone, this barber should be a real person, but Chen Song soon found out something wrong.

Normal tourists come in, the barber is perfectly fine to stay calm, but now he is wearing chainsaw killer clothes, and the other party has not even changed his divine tone, which is a bit strange.

“Guest, shave your head? I'll be right with you. Sit next to me for a minute.” A middle-aged man's voice came from the barber, and the barber in the mirror was giving the Guest a serious haircut, but in reality the barber's hands and shoulders didn't move, he kept his head down, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Chan was lazy with each other, and he just wanted to catch up with the glasses man.

With a big saw in his hand, Chen Gong walked straight to the barber, and the exit of the men's bathroom was right next to the barber.

Perhaps he heard footsteps and the barber standing on Chen Gong's back said again: “Don't worry, this Guest, I'll shave him right away. ”

Chen Gong completely ignored each other. Almost to the exit, the barber with his back to Chen Gong suddenly extended an arm.

His voice became gloomy and depressed, with a morbid madness: "Didn't I tell you to wait a minute? Didn't I already tell you? I'm shaving his head! ”

Turning his back against Chen Gong's barber, he had blood all over his palm with his hands holding the head of the male customer!

The barber's face was covered with scars from a razor. His expression reached the point of horror. He suddenly turned around and reached directly in front of Chan Sing's face with his hand.

The tip of the finger touched a mask made of metal and bone, and the head of the palm rolled to the ground, and the cold touch made the barber a little surprised.

He entered the scene too deeply, did not react for a while, and continued to look at Chen Song in his homicidal coat with his sadistic expression.

“You are…”

Heavy bloody smell came from behind Chen Gong, who slowly bent over, picked up the customer's rolling head and grabbed the head and shoved it into the barber's arms.

“Did you just drop this man's head? ”

The shady voice came from under the mask, and the dead man's eyes stared closely at the barber: “Or the woman's head? ”