My Healing Game

"Monsters? What kind of monsters have you seen here?" Han Fei did not fully believe in women's words. An ordinary housewife, it is very difficult to live in a closet full of monsters. It is not just good luck. Did it.

"The deformed arms you encountered before are the most common monsters here. They are like bugs parasitic in the closet, constantly rummaging for things left in the pockets of clothes. They seem to be able to extract the memory of the clothes owner from those items. , And feed on them. I call them multi-handed insects, and sometimes I call them scavengers."

"In addition to the scavengers who pick up memory fragments, there are some monsters that are similar to humans, or they are originally humans, but they have become muddled and lost their self-awareness. I call them the lost."

"A long time ago, I followed a lost person in the closet. After a long time, the lost person suddenly disappeared. Where he left, I only found a **** dress, which was worn on him. The clothes I used are very similar."

"Neither the worms nor the lost will take the initiative to harm us. The most dangerous thing in this closet is the other kinds of monsters."

"There is a kind of monster disguised as a cabinet door. When you are excited about finding a way out, when you open the cabinet door, there is a big mouth inside."

"There is another kind of monster that looks like a human, but wears the blood clothes in the closet. They are the most dangerous monsters. They will disguise themselves as clothes. When you approach, they will hug you and bite you."

The butterfly's wardrobe seems to exist between nightmares and reality, like a tunnel full of mold, in which people and monsters lost in nightmares remain.

This weird wardrobe may also be related to the butterfly's ability. In Han Fei's impression, the butterfly is best at entering someone's dream first, and then slowly affecting reality through the dream.

"It's not easy for you to survive in this kind of place." Han Fei said sincerely, "Do you remember how long you have lived here?"

"There is no sun, moon and stars, no reference. I calculated the time at the beginning, but my mind is getting more and more confused. Now I don't even know if it's day or night outside."

"Then how did you survive here? Is there water and food in this closet?" Han Fei stared at the woman suspiciously. What he showed was just the doubts of a normal person, but he already had a guess in his heart. , The other party may have died long ago, and the woman in front of her is just a ghost who has not completely forgotten the past.

"Water..." The woman was silent. After a long time, she raised her head: "I was worried that it would scare you, so I wanted to tell you later. Since you asked, then I won't hide anything, you and I come."

The woman clenched the fruit knife in her hand, and she could see that she was nervous, like a hunter with little experience.

The blood stains on the surrounding clothes became more and more dense. After avoiding the arm monster a few times, the woman led Han Fei towards a deeper place.

From time to time, strange sounds floated through the ears, and it felt like the clothes worn by the deceased suddenly began to speak.

The more he moved forward, the more disturbed Han Fei's heart became. The clothes around him were dripping with blood, and some blood was still flowing down the clothes, as if they had just been taken off the deceased.

Close to the clothing, I can faintly hear painful groans.

"Here, I call this place a canteen."

After walking for a full half an hour, the woman stopped. She gently picked up the bleeding clothing next to her, and after apologizing to the clothing, she put it in her mouth.

Bright red blood poured into the body, and the woman's eyes slowly turned red. After sucking, she turned to look at Han Fei.

Her mouth was stained red with blood, there were stains remaining on her teeth, and there were blood spots on her face. Now she was as hideous as a ghost, farewell to her just now.

"Do you think I'm terrible? But don't forget that I saved you before." The woman put down the blood coat in her hand: "I want to live here, there is only one way. I was very resistant at first, but no Other options. My son may be being played by the ghost as a player. As long as I think of this, I can do anything."

"You are a great mother."

"Don't compliment me, you will make this choice when you are hungry to a certain extent, because this is the only way." After the woman drank the blood on her clothes, her blood vessels began to swell and her face became paler. , Whenever she spoke, two voices appeared in her mouth at the same time, but the other voice was very weak.

Han Fei now knows why a woman's voice is so strange. In order to live here, she doesn't know how much blood she has drunk from the clothes of the dead.

"Besides me, have you met anyone else here?"

"I have encountered them, but most of them are on the verge of madness. Some have become lost. It is estimated that they will soon become new clothes and be hung in the closet." The woman watched as she started to turn red slowly because of the blood she drank. Skin: "In fact, I saved you for another reason."

"what reason?"

"I feel like I can't make it anymore. If I become a piece of clothing in the closet, I hope you can take me with you, and then help find my child while guaranteeing my survival." Woman Han Fei didn’t force Han Fei. He used a negotiating tone: “When he disappeared, he was wearing a bear pajamas. If he is still alive, I hope you can help take care of him. If he also becomes clothes, then you will take me. Put it with him, okay?"

"Don't be so pessimistic, maybe we can find him and leave with him."

"I hope." The woman thought Han Fei was comforting her, but didn't take Han Fei's words to heart.

"I'm serious." Han Fei was about to ask for more information, and the woman suddenly motioned him to bend down.

The blood suit in the distance shook lightly, and a moment later, a man wearing a shirt and sparse hair, who appeared to be in his forties, came out.

He did not notice Han Fei and the woman, squatting on the ground, moving his body a little bit.

"Where is this?!" The middle-aged man's entire face was distorted because of fear. His mental state was very unstable and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Not daring to ask for help, for fear of attracting monsters, only one person can slowly move his body.

The middle-aged man crawled forward for a while, still **** clothes in front of him, his eyes are red at everything now, and his face is also very bad.

"Why is this?"

The man's mood gradually became unstable. Before he completely collapsed, Han Fei and the woman walked out of hiding.

"Don't get excited, we are trapped in this closet just like you..."

"Don't come here! Just stand there and say!" The middle-aged man saw the unwiped blood on the woman's face and the fruit knife in his hand. He thought of something very bad.

"You'd better keep your voice down. If you attract monsters, are you sure you are running faster than the two of us?" Han Fei has a wealth of practical experience in psychology, and he took away the sword before he appeared. stand up.

Raising his hands and slowly approaching, Han Fei walked to the middle-aged man with the utmost sincerity: "Looking at you, it's not long before you entered this closet?"

"I don't know the exact time. It may be more than ten hours? I stayed in place, and then I found a monster to start moving slowly." The middle-aged man was extremely insecure. In this case, Han Fei's voice It gave him a sense of peace of mind.

"Can you tell me how you got into this closet?"

"I don't know!" The middle-aged man grabbed his already thin hair: "My neighbor's house upstairs suddenly heard a thumping sound in the middle of the night. It was noisy that I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to go upstairs to take a look. It turned out that his door was not locked at home."

"You went in? Why don't you call the police directly?"

"I was so angry that I didn't think much about it. I entered the room and found no one inside. When I felt strange, I suddenly heard a sound coming from the bedroom, so I opened the door and took a look."

"Do you see anyone in the closet?"

"I saw the tenant lying on the bed and slept very hard. I thought he was pretending to be asleep, and walked over to try to wake him up, but when I touched his face I found something was wrong." The middle-aged man regretted it greatly. , But now it’s too late to say anything: "His face is very cold, just like the pork just taken out of the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator."

"The skin is cold, it means that he has been dead for a while. It seems that he didn't make the banging sound upstairs. There should be other people in the room. That person is likely to be the murderer." Han Fei calmly analyzed.

"I think so too~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but when I want to run, my body is out of control. My head is dizzy and dizzy, until I open my eyes again and find myself in this place." The young man looked bitter: "The stock I bought was just unwinding yesterday, and I thought I was running in time. I didn't expect that it was the last time to come back."

"The murderer who got you into the closet, what he really wants to deal with is your neighbor. You came in as an accident. Can you tell me about your neighbor?" Han Fei found it strange. The middle-aged man seemed to be In the closet that has been dragged into the past few days. In terms of time, Butterfly is facing increasingly tighter searches by the police these days, and it has to constantly look for Huang Ying's flaws, so it shouldn't be casually shot.

"My neighbor is a weird person. We have said no more than three sentences in the neighborhood for several years. He is withdrawn and always chooses to eat in the dead of night. I heard from people in the community that he used to be in the big city. The company who went to work later seemed to be hit by something and became depressed and decadent."

"Working in a big company?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes: "Do you know his name?"

"His name is Feng Ziyu. He has become more and more abnormal during the recent period. Every day, he is mysterious, and it feels like he is living in an imaginary world of his own."