My House of Horrors

"Wenlong? Hey Tiger?"

Xia Mei shouted twice at the door, and there was no echo in the haunted house. It seemed that everything was swallowed by monsters hidden in the dark.

"What happened to these two people?" She didn't want to stay with Wang Hailong and Dou Menglu, and she didn't dare to explore alone. She could only find her companion: "Isn't it going to happen? But listening to Wenlong's voice just now." It seems like a danger."

I don't understand, Xia Mei stood at the door for a while and pushed the door closest to her.

"304? There is still a number on the door? What does this mean?" Xia Mei looked inside, as she imagined, the room was very clean.

"Why is the cleaner looking, my panic?" She stood at the door and shouted the names of her two companions. The more she shouted, the more uneasy she was: "Where can the two big living people go?"

She took out the phone lighting, but when she was illuminated in front of her, it seemed darker all around, and there seemed to be something shaking at the fork in the distance.

"It’s too dangerous to stand outside, or go ahead and say it." Xia Mei entered room 304 and closed the door. "This house is normal in all senses, like an ordinary rental house, but the more it is laid out In this way, the more likely it is to hide scary things, the haunted house owner will not waste money to build useless places."

Her mind is delicate, her courage is bigger than the average girl, her body is close to the wall, and she dares to move a small step after four weeks with her mobile phone.

After spending a few minutes, Xia Mei touched every wall of the living room and found no abnormalities.

"There is no horror in the living room, which means that the other two rooms are very dangerous! Wenlong and Xiaohu may be taken lightly. After entering the other rooms, they will be recruited." Xiamei gripped the phone and slowly approached the bedroom.

"There is no door in the bedroom. There are no haunted house actors behind the door. But there are blind spots on both sides of the door frame. I have to be careful." She walked slowly, but the heart jumped faster and faster.

When he came to the door of the bedroom, Xia Mei opened the phone camera and reached into the bedroom to turn the camera.

After taking a lap, she took out her mobile phone and watched it. The picture was very dark, but it was also confirmed that there were no Tibetans in the bedroom.

"No one in the bedroom? I almost forgot, and there is no watch under the most horrible bed." She retreated to the living room, and chose a corner to kneel down and illuminate the phone under the bed.

"I really have nothing. It seems that I have seen more horror movies." Xia Mei relaxed a little. "If I come to design, how can I let go of such a terrible place under the bed? A half-length dummy, when the person who visited visited the bed, immediately popped up."

After that, Xia Mei went into the bedroom and checked it again. There was no installation in it, only a faint smell of washing powder.

"The rags that wipe the table all have a smell of washing powder. The people who live in this room have cleansing and obsessive-compulsive disorder." From the bedroom, Xiamei looked at the last room.

“The toilet is also the most common scene in a horror movie, but the toilet looks very small and has no compartments. There is no place for a Tibetan.”

Slowly moving forward, Xia Mei really played the haunted house out of the desperate survival, she was very cautious, every step is careful.

Such tourists are actually very difficult. They will try their best to see the frightening settings of the haunted house in advance. When the hidden scare points are seen, the intimidation effect will be greatly reduced.

The bathroom of Haiming Apartment is very personal, the mirror is facing the door, whether it is passing by the toilet or entering the toilet, the attention will be attracted by the mirror.

Xia Mei is no exception. She looks at herself in the mirror and feels very uncomfortable: "Is the special environment giving me hints? Why do I think people in the mirror are not like me?"

She walked to the door of the bathroom and stopped. She lit the phone in the mirror: "It is a mirror, not a haunted house actor standing in the frame."

Holding the wall into the bathroom, the space was small, and she quickly walked to the front of the mirror.

"This room should not be arranged yet, or the ghost house actor hidden inside has to leave Wenlong and the tiger has left." Xia Mei reached out and touched the mirror, and the tight nerves finally relaxed: "A false alarm, An empty house actually scared me like this. They all stunned the tiger and made me nervous."

She looked at herself in the mirror, and it seemed normal to be close to it. "This is a very ordinary haunted house. It has always been our own to scare ourselves. Since Tiger and Wenlong are not in this room, it should be in another In the two rooms."

Holding the mobile phone, Xia Mei called Wang Wenlong again: "The ringing seems to be coming from the next door."

She listened to her ears and looked at the front unconsciously. At this moment, a drop of water fell from the roof and hit the edge of the sink.

All of Xia Mei’s attention was placed on the location of the ringtone, and she did not think about why the roof would drip.

"Yes, it should be right next to Room 303."

Soon there was a drop of water on the roof, which fell on the tip of the summer shoe. The time interval was short, and there was no time for the summer to react. The third drop of water wiped her nose.

This summer beauty finally got the feeling: "How does this broken house leak water?"

The embroidered eyebrows were wrinkled together, and she looked up and looked at a woman who was drenched on the partition above her head.

The painful and distorted face looked at the summer beautifully, the black hair fell, and it was about to touch her eyes!

"No wonder I can't find it, it was hidden here..."

A drop of something thicker than water, fell on the beautiful face of summer, close to her to see clearly, it seems to be blood.

The body was soft, and the summer was beautiful and fell to the ground.

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After installing the heads of all the dolls, Chen Ge walked out of the last classroom: "What about the doll I put at the intersection?"

The girl doll disappeared, and Chen Song ran toward the entrance for the first time. He kept in mind the precautions in the black mobile phone. Once the doll leaves the haunted house, he may get out of control.

Going to the entrance and checking it again, Chen Ge found that the board remained the same, and he was relieved: "The time is almost the same. It is time to pick them up."

He didn't even take the hammer of the broken skull doctor, just walked into the scene wearing a blood coat.

Just halfway through, the female voice dormitory suddenly heard a scream that seemed to tear the throat!

"It’s like sending it from the pen, but I don’t think it’s so tempered in the penis?”

Chen Ge speeded up the pace. He hadn’t walked far, and he saw a woman who had lost her hot pants and shoes rushed towards herself.