Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 221: Doll
Chapter 221 Ragdoll
Sheep's blood smells like mutton, pig's blood smells foul, chicken and duck's blood smells foul, but the smell of human blood is the most special. There is also a hint of sweetness.
"This is human blood!"
I don't think a haunted house will use real human blood to create a scary atmosphere, blood is not easy to preserve, and from the appearance alone, ordinary tourists can't tell the type of blood.
Using a flashlight to illuminate, the blood stains were randomly distributed on the iron chain, as if accidentally splashed on it.
If the wound was shaken to cause the blood to fly out, the blood spots should appear in a straight line, or be concentrated near a certain line, which obviously does not match the scene in front of you.
"The blood is still very fresh. It should be that when someone stayed at the door, his body was cut by a sharp knife, causing the blood to fly out."
There are only blood spots on the chains, and there are no other things such as brains or bile. The victims will not be seriously injured.
The area leading to the underground is locked, so I can only go to the other two themed areas first.
Walking into the scary and eerie haunted house, the lights on both sides are getting darker and darker, and there are two forks in front of you, leading to two different themed areas.
Based on the prerequisite that ghosts may really exist in the haunted house, I was very cautious and carefully read the background stories of the two subjects.
The building on the left tells the story of the five children who played with Bixian while their parents were not at home on the night of returning to the soul. In the end, something really happened. Four of the five children were killed and turned into resentment. Spirits, visitors need to find the only surviving child to escape.
The building on the right is more modern. It mainly means that in an abandoned hospital, a murderous demon imprisoned the visitors. Visitors need to avoid the wandering murderous demon and find the key to escape.
The garden will be closed in a few minutes, and the haunted house has already been closed. There are signs saying no entry and consequences at your own risk in both passages. There are no staff around, only an empty desk with a place on it. There are some exemption agreements, to the effect that people with a history of mental illness and heart disease are prohibited from entering, and if the accident has nothing to do with the park.
"As midnight falls, the amusement park built on top of the cemetery may have a haunted house with real spirits. This feels like a show in the underworld." I picked up the big-screen mobile phone, climbed over the guardrail, and entered the left of that building.
The specially made old-fashioned wooden stairs make a creaking sound when stepped on, as if they are crumbling and may collapse at any time.
"The environment is well created, but unfortunately it doesn't scare me."
Stepping on the dilapidated stairs to the entrance of the building, there is a door in front of you.
"Is anyone there?" It was quiet in the dark, and there was no response from the surroundings. I could only hear my own heartbeat and the groaning of the wooden boards under my feet.
Pressing my palm on the doorknob, I slowly pushed it away, but just halfway through the push, there was a slight sound above my head, as if a mechanical spring was triggered. When I looked up, I happened to see a picture of a distorted person The face fell off the door frame!
"What?!" I took a step back and exited the room. I touched my chest and shook the flashlight. There was a doll lying quietly on the carpet at the door.
"Put this doll on the door frame in advance, as long as you push the door, it will fall directly on top of the visitors' heads. People who design haunted houses are really dark." I picked up the doll on the ground and made it by hand , tattered, the eyeballs on the face were all buttoned up, and replaced by facial features carefully drawn with a red watercolor pen.
Before I entered the door, I was slapped, and I didn't dare to be careless. I held my breath and raised my vigilance.
The interior of the haunted house is much larger than it looks from the outside. There are three floors in total, no windows, completely sealed, and because the staff have already left work, there is not even a light inside.
Standing at the door, I felt a little trembling, shook my flashlight, and walked inside.
The first floor is the living room, about 30 to 40 square meters, with all kinds of common furniture. I walked slowly to the middle of the living room.
On a knee-high coffee table, there is an upside-down plate, and a white paper full of squares is pressed under the plate.
Although my main purpose is to find Tie Ningxiang and Yiyi, due to professional instinct, it is difficult for me to develop immunity to these puzzle-solving things.
Opening the plate casually, there are five children's names on it, like a five-pointed star, with a name written in each direction.
Observing carefully, four of the names were crossed by the red ballpoint pen, and only one name was spared.
"Chi Xiaotong?" I picked up the blank paper and read the somewhat awkward name: "Do I have to find this girl if I want to clear the level and walk through the haunted house normally?"
There was a breeze blowing behind me, and I suddenly felt something moving, so I hurriedly turned around, but everything was normal, and I didn't find anything.
"I underestimated this haunted house a little bit. It seems that the world-class horror is not completely blown out." I took the blank paper and continued to look at other things on the table: "If you can only pass if you find the surviving girl, Now the actor who played the little girl must have left, no matter how hard I try to find it, it is impossible to pass the level normally."
There is also a ballpoint pen, a few photos, and some textbooks and homework on the coffee table. I browsed through it and found nothing.
But when I was flipping through the information on the table, there was another gust of cold wind blowing behind me.
"It's definitely not an illusion."
Contemplating in my mind, I quickly understood the intention of the designer of the haunted house. A lot of things on the table can provide few clues. The meaning of their existence is only to attract the attention of tourists. Terror suddenly appeared from behind again!
"What a perverted design, full of malice!" I pretended to continue to look through the information, but as expected, the cold wind came again soon behind me.
"Is it a human or a ghost?" I clenched the flashlight tightly, and punched him behind me. Whatever it was, it was urgent, so I beat him first.
But I didn't expect this punch to hit nothing. I turned around and looked back, but there was still nothing.
"Shouldn't it?" I shone with a flashlight, and when the beam was raised, I suddenly saw a very scary-looking rag doll on the wooden stairs leading to the second floor!
"When was it put there? Was it put by the staff? Why didn't I notice it at all?" Three gusts of wind blew, and an ugly doll appeared on the stairs. I couldn't figure out why Understand: "Is it really haunted? It's not even twelve midnight now, so it shouldn't be possible."
As soon as I turned around and was about to go over to check, there was a faint light behind me, and the timing of the light was just right, as if someone was secretly monitoring my every move, and then took targeted measures.
"What is it this time?" I slowly turned my head away, and the dilapidated square TV set that was originally placed two or three meters away from the coffee table appeared a foot behind me, touching the wooden coffee table, as if It's like walking over by yourself.
What's even more frightening is that it doesn't know when it has turned on automatically, there is no sound, and on the black and white screen, there is a little girl with scars on her body staring at me closely with her dead fish eyes!
Swallowing saliva with difficulty, my palms are already sweating. If I came in at another time, these things would definitely not scare me, but in this paradise, at this moment, I clearly know that there may be real ghosts hidden in the haunted house , I can't tell that those are man-made spoofs, those things are full of murderous traps.
There is no light in the haunted house, and it is all illuminated by a flashlight. I breathed a sigh of relief, walked around to the back of the TV, and leaned over to look.
"Master!"
It turned out that mechanical wheels were installed under the TV cabinet. I unceremoniously used violence to dismantle the floor, and underneath was a transmission device similar to a crawler.
I picked up the ballpoint pen on the table and pinned it to the track to prevent it from continuing to run back and forth, cursed secretly, and then walked towards the doll that appeared for no reason.
This rag doll that suddenly appeared was very similar to the one at the door. Its original facial expressions were all destroyed and torn up, and the eyebrows and eyes on its face were all drawn with a red pen.
"The drawing is really bad."
The person who painted the facial features of the rag doll didn't deliberately paint it in a scary way. Instead, it was very meticulous, as if to pass the boring time.
Just like the doll in my hand, the other party not only drew her basic facial features, but also specially marked a mole on the doll's cheek with a black pen.