Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 222: Five kids?
Chapter 222 Five children?
Looking at the doll's cheeks for a moment, I squeezed every inch of its body with both hands: "There are no mechanical parts, and no wires pulling, so how did it suddenly appear on the stairs?"
I really couldn't figure it out, so I threw the doll back where it was, and walked up the creaking stairs to the second floor.
The narrow corridor can only accommodate three people to pass side by side, and a grotesque abstract painting is hung on the walls on both sides every few steps.
"There are three rooms on the left and right. There is no special mark on the door. It seems that I have to go in to find out." I walked to the first door and pushed the door to enter, but the harder I tried, the door collapsed. The more difficult it is to push it open, it seems that someone inside deliberately pushes against the door of the house, and it can only be pushed ten centimeters wide with all your strength.
"Is there someone in the room?" I took two steps back and kicked the door lock, only to hear a crisp sound inside the room, and two collapsible spring tubes burst out.
The door of the room was wide open, and I entered the room, only to see the dead body of a girl hidden behind the door, with the word "jealousy" carved on her forehead with a knife, and her clothes were soaked in bright red.
There is no smell of blood or corpses, this is just a doll made of paint and rubber.
"The door of the room cannot be fully opened. If you try to squeeze in through the crack of the door, you will really feel a little scared when you see this thing at first sight." It is fixed with two levers, and when the door is pushed on one side, its head will poke out on the other side.
"This design is scary enough."
If you are not careful, you will be haunted. The haunted house may seem ordinary, but there is a hidden meaning behind every arrangement.
I glanced around the room. This is a girl's boudoir. Not too lethal.
"They're not here." Sighing, I searched the house and found no traces of Tie Ningxiang and Yiyi. Although the haunted house is full of weirdness, it doesn't seem to have much to do with Tie Ningxiang and the others.
Go out of the bedroom and enter the opposite room. Anyway, the staff has already left work, so my actions have become much rougher, so I just broke into the door to save trouble.
The second room should be the bedroom of the child's parents. There are thick quilts on the bed and red paint everywhere.
"Compared with Huang Xue's middle-level dream, this haunted house is far worse." I lifted the quilt to reveal the bed sheet inside, and I don't know what mechanism I accidentally triggered, and there was a "dong dong" sound from the bed board , as if someone was knocking inside.
"I've seen the sound of thumping in the coffin, and I'm still afraid of these little tricks?" The moment the bed sheet was pulled out, a pale severed hand protruded from the gap in the bed board.
"I'm used to it, it's not surprising." I touched the severed hand, with a hint of rubbery coolness, and the touch was still very different from human skin.
The bed board was lifted, and inside lay the "corpse" of a boy with the word "hate" engraved on his forehead. It is very realistic, the inside is electric, and a wire is connected between the quilt and the bed board. As long as the quilt is lifted, the control switch will be turned on automatically, and the rubber corpse will start to hit the bed board with its head.
"Your old man give me a safe life meeting."
In the dark night, and in a haunted house, even a little wind and grass will make people care, not to mention the banging sound that it keeps hitting, even if there are no ghosts, just listening to this sound is enough to make people panic .
Cutting off the wires and throwing the doll on the bed, I searched without success and entered the third room.
This is a large bathroom that is a bit too much. I entered it, according to my rich spiritual experience, far away from things such as mirrors, and went directly to the deepest part. I opened the curtain of the bathroom and it was full of red. The plastic "corpse" of a little girl is floating in the paint bath.
Filling out the "corpse", I have to say that the designer of the haunted house pays special attention to details. The "corpse" has the word curse engraved on its forehead, its face is swollen and pale, and the symptoms of drowning are very obvious.
Turn around and enter the last room, carefully open the door, everything is normal, but it makes people feel shuddering.
In this last room, there are no blood stains made of red paint, and no elaborate plastic corpses, just piles of ugly dolls all over the room.
Everywhere, as soon as I entered, I felt that I was watched by dozens of eyes from different directions: "This room is interesting."
After a cold war, I picked up a rag doll, all the facial features on it were torn off, and then someone repainted another face with a red pen.
"The facial expressions of every doll in the room seem to be very strange." I recalled the two dolls at the door, and picked up a few dolls on the ground for comparison, only to find that the dolls in this room were surprisingly The expressions are all different, as if they are independent living people, each with its own characteristics.
"This can't be described in detail anymore, it's just crazy!" I looked at a room full of dolls and felt a sense of fear for the first time.
"According to the theme introduction outside the haunted house, there should be five children in this house, four of which were killed and turned into ghosts. If you find the living one, you can pass the level normally."
I used my chasing eyes to scan the numerous dolls in the room, and soon found that there was a human foot protruding from a pile of dolls in the corner of the room.
I struggled through the house, walked to the corner, grabbed its ankles and dragged it out.
"This should be the fourth deceased."
The plastic doll has the word despair engraved on its forehead. It feels very elastic to the touch, but it is completely different from the touch of human skin.
"Plastic dolls of the same height as real people can be hidden in a pile of dolls, so is it possible... there are other people hidden here?" I looked at the large group of people with various expressions on their faces. Doll, gritted her teeth and searched the house, not letting go of any possible clues. This was the first sentence my teacher told me when I first entered the police academy.
About two-thirds of the way through the search, I suddenly felt something hit my calf.
I looked down, and through the overlapping dolls, I vaguely saw a strand of black hair in the gap.
"The fifth plastic doll?" I reached out to take out the thing buried at the bottom, but before I touched it, a familiar "bang bang" sound suddenly came from the originally quiet corridor!
I was startled, I pulled out my hands and ran outside in a hurry, eyes wide open, I was horrified to find that the boy doll was lying on the stairs, and the electric device inside him was activated, and it was hitting floor!
Looking at the weird and vivid expression of the puppet, I narrowed my eyes and approached with the talisman paper.
One step, two steps, when I took the third step, when the plastic "corpse" was close in front of my eyes, the picture frame hanging on the wall beside me fell to the ground with a "snap".
It was so sudden that I didn't react until the glass splashed everywhere, and I turned my head to look at the wall on one side.
A dark hole was exposed where the picture frame had originally blocked it, not too big or too small, just enough to hold an adult's head.
"It's a false alarm. This hole should be reserved for the staff. When someone passes by, they hide behind the picture frame and stretch out their heads or arms at any time to scare tourists." A big hole, why did the window fall down by itself? The staff had already left work, and there was no one behind it to control it. Why did it fall by itself, and it happened just as I was passing by.
Thinking carefully, the staff has already left work, and the haunted house should be in an unmanned situation, but not only are the mechanisms triggered perfectly, but the timing is just right. If it were a different person, it might have collapsed already.
"It's not that someone is playing ghosts, it's really haunted."
I took another look at the plastic body that was still hitting the ground, and felt a chill down my spine, as if I was being stared at by something.
"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. It's not yet twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the feeling it brings to me is almost the same as the previous live broadcasts. If midnight really falls, let alone looking for Tie Ningxiang and Yiyi, can I see myself? Life-saving is a problem.”
Ignoring the horror doll still hitting the ground, I went back to the fourth room, looked at the dolls in the room, and recalled where I saw the black hair just now.
"From the color and texture of the hair, the hair may belong to a living person..."