My House of Horrors Chapter 30: Why is there one more?
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He Shan said bitterly for a long time, but several seniors and sisters were indifferent. They all felt that He Shan was deliberately exaggerating the facts to cover up their timidity.
As the ears are false, the sights are true. They wandered around the haunted house for a few minutes, thinking that the haunted house was no different.
"Small hill, if you are afraid, hide behind your sister." The woman named Sister Hui took the lead and walked into the next room alone: "The layout is almost the same, it might be more interesting to see the crime scene in the bedroom."
"Then follow the grouping just now." The monkey fart followed behind Hui Hui: "I found the door early and went out early, I already feel a little bored."
Lao Song and another gentle girl named Shi Ling also followed, leaving only He Shan, Brother Feng and Lao Zhao in the corridor.
"To be honest, I'm quite disappointed." Lao Zhao is a fat person with fairer skin than most girls. His physical fitness is very poor. If he doesn't walk a few steps, his forehead will sweat.
"Okay, say a few words, let's go too." Brother Feng waved his hand and took a step forward, Lao Zhao followed.
Only He Shan was left in the corridor soon. He could not tell the bitterness, and now he is still on high alert: "Surely something will go wrong."
He took two steps forward, and suddenly stopped again: "It seems that the background music has changed, why is there a sense of inexplicable familiarity."
It was too late to think about it, and a very clear voice came from my ears, sometimes without sound, as if it was coming from the way they came.
"Someone chased over?" He Shan didn't dare to stay and quickly caught up with the students.
When the Black Friday sounded, the Murder by Midnight game was really started, the light became dimmer, the debris in the corridor would roll down from time to time, and the sound of the chain collision on the distant stairs was slowly approaching.
"Something has been discovered!" Sister Hui, who was at the forefront, took out a rag doll from the house: "Look, there is a rag doll in the middle of this house."
"Sister, don't disturb the things in the haunted house. We touched the coffin last time and triggered the organ." He Shan was teaching his own experience, but found that no one took care of himself, and could only stand silently From the outside, I watched the sisters and elders madly die.
"There must be something wrong with this doll. Will it be a symbol if it is placed in the middle of the house?" The monkey lifted the doll's head. The doll looks like a little girl between five and six years old, but has no eyes and body Blackened by fire: "Invisible should represent darkness. Is the body burned because of going to hell?"
"May indicate her murder?" Feng brother pressed the doll ’s body: "The filling is not cotton, it is a little hard, open it and see."
The monkey opened the zipper behind the doll, and the doll ’s body was filled with pieces of shredded paper, and he took out a random one. The writing on it was scribbled and immature, and the writer age was not big.
"What did you write?"
The only monkey who read the content of the note was not too natural. He placed the note in front of a few people. There were only five words on it-you are all dead!
"This sentence seems to be written on every piece of paper."
"How much hatred."
"Just throw it away, blame bad luck." Shi Ling, who has been rarely talking, seemed to be particularly afraid of the doll. She glanced and hurried out of the crowd.
"It ’s just a doll, do n’t make a fuss, maybe it ’s the decoration of a haunted house." The monkey threw the note back into the doll ’s body and threw it in the corridor: "Let ’s go to the next room."
He speaks with a pronounced tremor, which shows that he is not as calm as he showed it.
"Wait." Xiaohui raised her left hand, she was holding a few pieces of incomplete paper: "In the room where the doll was found, I also found this. Look, it should be from the diary. Torn off. "
"Let me look at it." Lao Zhao took the papers and read them directly: "I found that the house seemed to be hiding a person. I didn't know if he was hiding under the bed or in the cupboard. I told my parents And my sister, they seem to be worried about something and have no time to listen to me. Late at night, my dad checked all the doors and windows in the apartment building before going to bed. I do n’t know what they are afraid of, but I know, There seems to be a person really hiding in my house ... "
"Slot! What kind of stuff?" Lao Zhao read it and couldn't read it anymore. He returned the few pieces of paper to Xiaohui: "This is all designed to interfere with us. Seriously, you lose."
"The details are handled very well, but unfortunately it doesn't scare me." Xiaohui put the paper back in place, and several people continued to move towards the next room. They didn't notice that the rag doll was originally thrown on the ground. , Suddenly flipped.
"Hurry up and find out, stop ink."
Four or five rooms were searched in succession without gain, and several people came to the right side of the corridor.
"The third floor is very large, and the search has not been completed, but I think the probability of the exit on the third floor is very small. If I am a haunted house operator, I will definitely not put the exit and the entrance on the same floor." Feng Ge is very reasonable Analysis.
"Do you want to act in groups?"
"Don't! It's not on the same floor, it's easy to be broken one by one!" He Shan inserted a sentence, but everyone chose to ignore him.
"It's been ten minutes since I came in, and nothing happened. Although the atmosphere of this haunted house is good, it's still far from scary. I think it's better to move apart." Old Zhao wiped his forehead and continued. : "Don't forget the purpose of our coming here. Only by finding the exit and leaving within the stipulated time, can it be regarded as earning the lost face!"
"It makes sense, then it is grouped according to the original plan."
Just when a few people were about to agree, the unbearable He Shan finally stood up: "You listen to me and say no!"
He walked between several people and pointed to the other side of the corridor: "From a few minutes ago, I heard the sound of chains in the corridor, and there was always something behind us!"
Speaking of He Shan, a few talents reacted and listened to each other, indeed they could hear the increasingly clear chain sound.
"The boss of the haunted house said that this scenario is called Murder by Midnight. Since it is an escape, there will definitely be a killer." Lao Zhao patted He Shan on the shoulder: "Do n’t get into the drama too deeply, the killer chasing behind must be a haunted house employee posing Yes, I know it ’s pretended by someone, what ’s so scary? Are you right? "
A few people laughed, thinking that He Shan was too sensitive.
"Do n’t panic, there is a senior supporting you, and anyone who comes is not afraid." Lao Zhao said and took out his mobile phone: "We do n’t mean to record a short video in a haunted house and laugh at the haunted house owner community homepage. Is he? I think this place is very good. Come, let's watch the camera together. "
He picked a good angle, recorded everyone in it, swept his eyes across the screen, and was about to speak, an indescribable sensation suddenly rushed over his head!
The whole body shivered, and Zhao shook his phone and shook it out!
"Fat! Are you crazy?"
"What are you doing? Startle me!"
Lao Zhao did n’t speak. He glanced at everyone, and his teeth trembled: "You see, including me, how come there are eight people!"