My Iyashikei Game Chapter 698: Our photo
Chapter 699 Our Photos
Everything changed so fast that the room was completely dark before Han Fei and the old man were ready.
They held their breath, staring at the rolling head in front of the bedroom door.
"The mother of the child, I seem to have found it..." When Han Fei looked back, the old lady had already knelt down on the ground. I hope that the things on my grandson can leave.
The room shrouded in darkness and the old man's constant prayers, it seems that there is a magical force here that wants to drag everything into the unknown darkness.
The talisman paper on the door panel fell to the ground, and the trembling door suddenly returned to normal.
The metal doorknob was slowly twisted downwards, and the door covered with talismans was opened like this.
Han Fei's gaze was fixed on the crack of the door, his heart full of names suddenly beat violently, and he felt as if his soul was attracted by something, and his body unconsciously felt that he wanted to move forward.
There was a stabbing pain in the back of his head, and the memory fragments in his mind collided randomly, and the long-lost fear of death resurfaced.
You can clearly hear the beating sound of your heart. Han Fei's eyes are completely attracted by the darkness behind the door. The abyss of death.
"Who's behind that door!"
The batter-wrapped head hit the wall, and the nearby yellow paper charm fell off, revealing the simple colored pencil drawing on the wall. A colorful child was playing in the house. He was disgusted by his mother and beaten by his father. Running around, chasing **** friends, running, jumping, hugging and telling fairy tales when scarred.
The paintings under the yellow paper charm are full of colors, cute and humorous, like a child singing.
Ding Dong Ding Dong's music box was opened, and the children drawn with colored pens kept running on the wall under the yellow paper of the talisman.
He danced and played hide-and-seek with his **** friends. This home was his paradise, a little paradise full of absurdity, violence and darkness.
More and more yellow papers are falling. Under the cloak of reality and ignorance, there is a deformed childhood hidden.
The temperature is getting lower and lower, and the children on the wall are running faster and faster. He seems to be inviting Han Fei into the house to play together.
The palms were covered with curses, and the tingling pain kept reminding Han Fei that by the time he realized it, he had already reached the door of the bedroom.
"I haven't felt this trance for a long time..."
It was difficult to shake him with Han Fei's willpower, and he couldn't tell what happened just now.
The daily life patterns drawn by the children on the wall are in stark contrast to the weird objects in the room. The children on the wall are welcoming him, but the ugly statues in the house wink when he turns his head Move your eyes.
The child’s pattern is painted to reflect the reality he sees, and it also reflects the child’s spiritual world. The majestic statue is a dull reality in the eyes of adults, and it also restrains and suppresses him.
Adam's apple rolled, and various noises appeared in Han Fei's ears, as if someone was chanting scriptures, or someone was repeating some strange syllables, or someone was calling for help.
The old lady with a godlike face was kneeling in the living room, chanting words that no one could understand. She was only a few steps away from Han Fei, but she felt that the two were far away.
"It seems that there is no going back."
There is a mysterious power in the darkness behind the crack of the door, as if a small hand is grabbing the heart, pulling a normal living person into it bit by bit.
The former No. 4 child may have been slowly destroyed in this way, slowly locked into the darkness of the bedroom, and then could not come out again.
When Han Fei entered this building, he thought that he would not encounter anything too dangerous. After all, apartment building No. Prove him very wrong.
For an immature child, a room may be a world he cannot get out of, an item can arouse his fear, and a wardrobe can bring him suffocating despair.
Hold the doorknob and push it forward slowly. The bedroom behind the door is full of various colored pencil drawings, hiding all the nightmares and fears of a child.
Despair becomes a singing elf, eyes grow on Dad's belt, and Mom's cosmetics become precious human organs that will shatter at the slightest touch.
There are questions and options written on each floor tile. Every step in this room must be careful, and if you answer wrong, you will be punished and scolded.
The heavy curtains seem to be filled with lead weights, and it is impossible for ordinary people to open and close them casually.
The bed is covered with black thorns, and there are various bug corpses hidden under the bed. A huge doll is lying on the bed and pretending to sleep. She has long hair and eyes made of buttons. It was very bright and big, but because her head and shoulders were sewn together, she couldn't lower her head and couldn't see the child who was weaker than her and needed protection.
The white body is smeared with various low-quality cosmetics. She has a scented skin pouch, but from the cracks in her skin, it can be seen that her body is full of dead animals.
The sound of ding dong ding dong sounded again, and the children's little paradise began to open. The patterns on the walls came alive, and the children and their **** friends played happily until the doorbell rang.
Han Fei glanced behind him. The inside of the house had already changed. All the talismans and statues in the room had disappeared, and the living room had become like the bedroom. He seemed to have fallen into the nightmare of child number four.
The cat downstairs was giving birth and made strange noises. The gecko upstairs peeped out.
The doorbell rang more and more quickly, and the people outside the anti-theft door gradually lost their patience and began to beat on the door frantically. He was getting harder and harder, and the metal door was trembling more and more violently.
"The puppet represents the mother, does the person outside the door represent the father?"
The dystocia cat and the peeping gecko seem to be indifferent neighbors. Everything in the eyes of the child is different from reality, but also has some relationship with reality.
After a long time of violent knocking, the metal door was finally opened.
The leather shoes stepped on the ground, and the muffled sound was a little scary. Han Fei turned and looked at the living room, and a huge shadow poured in from the door.
Number Four's father appears, which represents darkness and depression, and is the lingering shadow in Number Four's heart.
Han Fei's huge body scraped against the colored pencil drawing on the wall. Han Fei reacted quickly. He wanted to touch the red rope, but after clenching his fingers tightly, he found that the red rope was no longer there, and he touched the cold fingers of a child.
Turning his head to look, Han Fei looked at his arm in surprise.
He didn't know when he turned into a child in shabby clothes, and there was still a stench on his body, like the smell of festering wounds.
"Boom!"
The anti-theft door was closed heavily, and Han Fei didn't have time to think about when he was recruited. He saw a middle-aged man with a stench coming out of the huge shadow.
His eyes are always red, his face is ferocious, without mercy, like an evil spirit.
Take off the coat with vomit, the man's body almost merged with the shadow, he walked up to Han Fei in one step, and grabbed Han Fei's neck.
At that moment, Han Fei really felt the threat of death, but soon, the shadow man saw the brand new internal organs on the puppet table.
He threw Han Fei to the ground forcefully, grabbed the corner of the table with both hands, and flipped the dressing table to the ground.
Those organs screamed, and the strange thing was that all the screams came from another man.
After hearing the voice, No. 4's father became even more angry. He crushed the organs on the ground and grabbed some of them and stuffed them into the puppet's body.
The long-haired puppet waved her hands, but her strength was not as strong as that man's after all. She wanted to shout, but as a puppet, she didn't have a mouth.
The man tore open the puppet's stomach, and pressed the broken organs into her stomach. Not satisfied with this, he stuffed his own head into the puppet's body, biting the puppet's body.
The meaning of these scenes Han Fei didn't want to think about it anymore, and he ran quietly to the kitchen.
How to do it, No. 4 gave the answer from the beginning.
It has nothing to do with right or wrong. Many tragedies happen in indulgent and unnoticed corners. Unfortunately, these past events cannot be changed. Han Fei now only wants to change the tragedies that may happen in the future.
After shrinking his body a lot, he picked up the kitchen knife and walked back to the door of the bedroom.
The belly of the puppet on the bed was torn apart, and pieces of cloth fell onto the corpse of the animal. Her hands pinched the shadow's neck, but there was no way to stop him.
Slowing down, Han Fei tried his best not to make a sound, and he quietly walked around behind the man.
As a butcher who hunts butchers, he knows **** a butcher with one blow, but No. 4 does not understand this. He may have experienced repeated practice, repeated hesitation, and repeated attempts in the middle of the night , until finally turning himself into a complete monster!
Forward, find the right angle, press your body up, and use your body weight to stab the sharp knife!
"The old lady said that her son was bitten to death by No. 4. What I am doing now should be what he has not done before, but he wants to do."
Han Fei, who had a bad memory, made a choice in this absurd and crazy nightmare, and he felt very uncomfortable, but this should be the fastest way to end the nightmare.
The horror of this place is hard to describe. In fact, there are some scenes that ordinary people will collapse just by looking at them. Only he, a player who has been tested in the deep world, can keep calm.
Han Fei took the perspective of a child and accomplished what he failed to do. The father who was the source of despair was stabbed, his rotten heart and the shadows all over his body shrank rapidly, black blood spattered Han Fei and Bu Even all over.
Han Fei, who was used to making up swords, didn't stop there. He wanted to pull out a sharp knife and cut off the monster's head, but the furious man didn't give him a chance and waved his hand to grab him.
The sharp fingertips pierced through Han Fei's skin. Ordinary children might have been frightened silly, but Han Fei completely assumed the role of No. 4. At that moment, he acted like a wild beast. Actively bit the man's neck.
When facing fear and despair, the extremely powerful man became timid. He behaved just like in reality, caught off guard, and was bitten by Han Fei's neck.
No matter how much he pulled and beat, Han Fei refused to let go.
In fact, Han Fei knew better than anyone else that this might be his only chance.
Number Four's nightmare is to let everyone experience his despair and pain, and then sink here, while Han Fei decisively uses Number Four's counterattack in reality to decide the winner.
There were more and more wounds on his body, whipping, abuse and beatings, he insisted on enduring it until the shadow on the man gradually receded.
Before killing the man, No. 4 lived in the fear brought by him. After the fear was crushed, he went to another extreme and became a symbol of death and misfortune among the thirty-one orphans. .
Black blood poured into his mouth and wet his clothes. When the man was unable to support his body, Han Fei stepped on his back and stood up.
The puppet on the bed threw various objects at Han Fei, and the disgust and fear were clearly expressed without words.
"It's your turn..." The scarred Han Fei pulled out his sharp knife and walked towards the puppet. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end reason drove him to make the second choice.
Han Fei didn't know what memory the maniac laughter took from his mind in the end, but his intuition told him that the former him might not do this.
Stepping on the black blood, when Han Fei stabbed the puppet's cheek with a sharp knife, all the thick curtains on the window frame of the bedroom fell to the ground.
The dust was stirring, and the blood-red moonlight shone on Han Fei. He stopped what he was doing and looked towards the window.
Outside the glass window was a huge red eyeball, and there seemed to be a monster as tall as the apartment staring at Han Fei all the time.
Han Fei vaguely remembered seeing a similar scene, and before he could react further, he heard the sound of glass shattering.
A scarred finger reached into the house ~IndoMTL.com~ as if crushing a bug, and pressed it against Han Fei's head.
"So you haven't let go of your mother."
The finger went straight through Han Fei's head and into his mind. Nothing could stop it, and all the memories it touched were shattered.
But just as the finger was about to completely crush Han Fei's consciousness, it touched a small piece of incomplete memory.
In the picture is a group photo with 30 orphans in it. The photo was given to Han Fei by the painter in the midnight mall, and it was also the first D-level cursed item Han Fei got.
Huge fingers hover over the photo, as if they are stroking the faces of the children.
The bloodshot eyes blinked, instantly shattering the nightmare that Han Fei was trapped in. At the same time, thousands of curses covered Han Fei's body, completely protecting him.
Han Fei's vision returned to normal. He had walked out of the nightmare of number four, and he was still standing at the door of the bedroom.
"Why do you have pictures of... us?"
The childish voice came from the house, and his tone sounded very gentle.
(end of this chapter)