My House of Horrors

“How did you get these letters? ”

“When I got back from work, all these letters were stuffed in the door.” Not aware of the seriousness of the problem, she held the carton and thought it was just a prank: “I was also surprised by so many envelopes and wanted to ask the neighbors, but nobody wanted to talk about it. ”

“Of course they won't tell you, because these letters are from them. ”

“But why would they do that?” Changed the tone to warm moms: “I went to them to make sure that if they really wanted me and walked warmly, we could move away. ”

“What if they want to keep warm?” Chen Gong didn't touch the envelope in the carton, he said very seriously.

“Dead?” took a sip of cool air at her warm mother, and she didn't expect Chan Song to say such an exaggerated word: “Impossible, everyone is a neighbor, there are no more contradictions, and it won't come to that. ”

“I thought so a long time ago, but after a few things, I slowly changed my mind. Humanity is complicated, and you can never guess what they're thinking.” Chan Sing has a low voice and sounds a little scary: “Every death notice here represents a malice and a curse, and a sudden onset of warmth may be related to them. ”

“Then I'll burn all the letters. ”

“It's useless.” Chan was clear that the curse of not laughing would never disappear because the envelope had been burned, and the curse should have been done by the time the envelope was stuffed onto the warm door: “It's going to be a long night. ”

After seeing so many envelopes, Chan Sing feels that there is no good chance that Warm will survive tonight.

The red heels swallowed the curse left in the doors of the underworld and soared in strength, in which case only one lettering could be modified to show how terrible the curse was on those letters.

“The cursed hospital was too vicious, and they cursed the warmth with so many death notices, and even if the implant succeeded, his body, which he had so easily found, would be cursed and put into a very weak state. ”

Innocent lives. That hospital doesn't care at all. Perhaps in their eyes, life is just a medium for passing the curse, a bridge to an end. Trampling feelings and humanity does not seem to be a problem as long as it reaches its destination.

If the evil of a plutonium comes from within and out and contains anger, hatred, jealousy and other emotions, then the evil of a cursed hospital is pure, emotionless evil.

Pure goodness has little chance of winning in the face of such an adversary, so in order to survive, Chen Gong can only arm his goodwill.

“Bang!”

Someone shot him on the ground floor and the sound light was on, as if someone was heading upstairs.

Chen Song told the woman not to talk. A minute later, the old man who had a side with Chen Song appeared, and he was carrying an empty lunch box.

“Winnie, I've come to return the lunch box. Is it warmer? I heard you fall on the ground floor.” The old man is about the same as the daytime, he is in his seventies and still gives people the feeling of hanging around, seems to care about everything, seems to be particularly nosy.

“Warmth is asleep.” The woman squeezed a smile on her face, she picked up the lunch box from the old man and was leaving, and suddenly she saw an old envelope in the old man's hand.

When I saw the envelope, both the woman and Chan Song looked bad.

The old man didn't know, so he said, "What are you looking at? ”

“Sir, are you here to deliver the letter too?” Chan is quite impressed with the old man.

“What letter did I send?” He raised the envelope: “I saw a letter on the door when I went out today, and I don't know who sent it to me. The point is, I can't read! That's weird! Even my half foot in the coffin these days knows to call, and someone still sends letters? ”

“You haven't opened it yet?” Chen Gong used his pubic pupils and found that the letter had not been opened and he was relieved slightly.

“You're right here. I want Winnie to take a look at what this letter says.” Without waiting for Chan Song to speak again, the old man opened the envelope. After he took out the death notice, his face became ugly: “Ma'am, it looks like the hospital sent it to me, so show it to me. ”

The old man raised the notice of warm death in front of Chan Gong and the woman. He didn't look fake.

Chen Guo felt that the old man could fight for it, but before he spoke, the woman took the death notice and truthfully read the above.

“Isn't that bullshit? How warm is that? Is that a mistake?” The woman reads out the last sentence of the notice, and if she doesn't give the death notice to the next one, it will be his turn, and the boss heard it clearly, but he still has to return the letter after hearing it.

“Sir, you better give me the letter. I've already received a lot, not too bad for this one.” The woman didn't want to get her grandfather involved, she knew he didn't hurt her, which had moved her very much.

“These people are getting really disgusting. Everything can be done. Tomorrow I'll ask, see who thinks of this bad idea.” The old man was a little angry.

“No need.”

“You're also a victim of this neighborhood. Why are they spilling all their grievances on you? Forget about it, check out and check out. It's a mess now. I have to have a theory with them tomorrow.” The old man went downstairs with an envelope.

“It doesn't look like all the bad guys in this neighborhood.” Chan Song looks behind the old man, maybe in the world behind the door, the old man can become a breakthrough: “What is the old man's name? ”

“His name is Huang and he lives in 104, the oldest tenant in the neighborhood.” Mentioning the old man, the woman's face eased slightly: "When he was young, Master Huang suffered industrial injuries, had surgery on his nose and ears, and later cleaned in the hospital to show people the morgue. ”

“Dealing with corpses? ”

“Well, he hasn't saved much money in most of his life. He's a very nice guy, he's just very stubborn.” The woman smiled bitterly: “He had no children, his boss rented him the house, I wanted to introduce him to an aunt before, he said he didn't want to get involved, but didn't see anyone. ”

“The old man's past is also a spill. ”

“No illness, no disaster is okay, I usually take care of him, but what's really going to happen is I have to rely on the community.” The old man did not plug the letter to the woman, which made the woman feel a little better.

“By the way, did he just call you Winnie? ”

“Well, my name is Sunny, Sunny Sunny. ”

“Weather? Warm?” Chen Song nodded and wrote down the name: “While there is still time, you stay in the house and I'll go check with the other tenants. ”

By the way, Chen Gong left with his phone.

He called Xu Yan and walked between Jinhua and Jiuhong communities, entering every building to see it, but surprised him that there were hardly any living people in the two communities.

“Where are all the tenants?” The phone didn't work, nobody answered the door, and Chen Gong let Red come into their room to look at it, and there was nothing to be gained but a faint stench in their room.

With the passage of time, the smell in the neighborhood grew stronger, and Chen Song was very disturbed.

He stood on the roof of the neighborhood and looked around, and it seemed strange that Jiuhong and Jinhua neighborhoods were getting farther and farther away from the surrounding lights, as if the entire neighborhood was slipping towards the abyss.

“There's a big problem with the neighborhood itself, and the plutonium must have something set up here. ”

Chen Gong has dealt with Shadow, and with the character of the other party, 100% will leave various cards to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan. Now those cards are not exposed, it can only be said that the plutonium has not been forced to expose.

Time went by quickly. In order to prevent accidents, Chen Gong went back to Xiangwarm's house immediately after turning to two neighbourhoods.

“How's it going? ”

“I don't see anybody, all the phones don't work. I feel like something's going on tonight. Your neighbors seem to be planning something?” Chen Gong released the white cat from the bag and closed the burglar door: “Don't worry, I won't stay here overnight. If anything goes wrong here after 1 am, I will leave immediately. ”

Speaking of which, the woman also had a hard time refusing, and he stuffed all the envelopes in a box, ready to burn them outside the neighborhood tomorrow morning.

“Would you like something to eat? ”

“No, I'm not used to eating at anybody's house.” Chen Gong is now on high alert, knowing that the bloody gate will appear beside the warm bed, and that the cursed hospital will definitely come and compete for it.

At 11: 30 p.m., footsteps appeared in the hallway, and the noise grew louder and louder. Someone went upstairs and someone went downstairs, but when Chen Gong looked out on the cat's eye, there was no one in the hallway.

“Here they come. ”

At 11: 50, the lights flashed a few times, went out without warning, and it was dark all around.

“Tripped? I'll take a look.”

“Don't move! Stay where you are! Stay away from the windows and doors!” Chen Gong shouted, and he glanced at the warm room with his pubic eyes. The child was still lying in bed and seemed to sleep well.

Abandoned the living room, Chen Gong and all the women went into the warm bedroom.

At 11: 55 p.m., a knock came from the living room and the woman and Chan Song got nervous.

“Luckily you stayed here tonight, or I'd be a little scared by myself.” The woman listened to the repeated knocking on the door and her back was cold: “Shall we go to the door? ”

“You stand right behind me, don't go anywhere.” The cursed hospital has no idea how horrible Chen Song is, all he can do is be careful and careful.

After a moment of knocking, a child's voice suddenly came out of the door: "Xiang Xin, my name is Nie Xin, I came to take you home. ”

“Who's Nie Xin?” The woman whispered.

“A dead man.” Chen Gong stared closely at the door in the living room. At 11: 59, the burglar door in the living room made a strange noise. As the spring turned, the burglar door that had been locked opened by itself.

The iron door was slowly pushed open and there was an empty hallway outside the living room.

“The door's open? How did they get my keys?” Hearing the sound from her warm mother, she is now heartbeating and can't imagine what would happen if she had just walked past.

“Quiet! ”

Chen Gong's eyes narrowed and stared at the darkness in front of him. Something was approaching in the hall, and there was only one living room between the two sides.

Tick, tick, tick...

The sound of the pointer walking, as if the blood beads drawn from the wrist were dropping constantly on the ground. When midnight arrived, a door completely covered in blood appeared silently beside the warm bed!

It's a real bloody door! It smells more bloody than any door Chan has ever seen before!

Countless blood silks and curses spread in the room, the footsteps in the hall soared sharply, Chen Gong also took the broken hammer directly from the backpack, and all his attention was focused on the hall.

But then, behind Chan Sing suddenly came a woman's scream: “Warm! Warm!”

Chen Gong looked back and slept in his bed without a trace, while the bloody door standing next to his bed had been opened.

“Into the warmth? This door is not a fictional nightmare! It's warming its doors! ”

The moment she entered the door warmly, the woman entered the door without thinking much.

Now that Chan had no choice, he carried his backpack, picked up the white tiger and turned to enter the bloody door.

He tried to close the door, but his hands hadn't touched the bloody panel, and his body was drowned in blood.

……

Slowly opening his eyes, Chen Gong looked around and found himself still at home warming up.

The layout of the room hasn't changed much, just that most of the furniture in the room has been damaged and there are signs of smashing everywhere.

“Is this the world behind the warm doors? Hardly any different from reality, even the stench disappeared. ”

Here is more realistic than reality. After reaching this conclusion, Chen Song suddenly had a creepy feeling, and he didn't know why.

Raising the backpack, Chen Song tried to call the staff, but unfortunately did not receive any response.

He looked at himself again, the white cat lying on the floor, motionless, seemingly lifeless.

“An accident while entering the bloody gate?” Chen Gong's eyes instantly turned red, and he held the white cat up for a moment.

The warmth from his fingertips made Chen Song feel a little wrong. He swayed a few times, and the white cat screamed a few times with dissatisfaction.

“Will you still pretend to die? Is that what cats should be capable of? ”

Dropping the white cat, Chan Gong relieved himself a little, and he lifted his backpack to check the room.

As soon as he pushed open the door to the warm bedroom, Chan Sing stopped and slept in bed with his warm mother.

“Want to wake her up?” Chen Gong entered the bedroom and looked at the woman's face, thinking of another question: “Is this woman really going to warm her mother? Was it her in the door or her out the door? ”