My Thriller Survival Game

Seeing this, Xu Yang subconsciously turned his head and looked at the bed.

There was nothing on the bed except the quilt and VR glasses. Only the bottom of the bed was dark, and I didn't know what was hidden.

"Has that guy been hiding under my bed all this time?"

Xu Yang shuddered as soon as this thought came to his mind.

"No way?!"

Xu Yang felt that he was already very courageous. When he entered the horror world to play the game, he was not frightened to death when faced with a courier ghost who drew a knife upon meeting him. Later, he suffered from a series of ghosts and monsters. His psychological

His endurance was already very strong, but when he thought that there might be someone hiding under his bed, Xu Yang still couldn't help but become afraid.

After staring at the bed for a long time, Xu Yang slowly stood up, took out his folding knife, slowly approached the bed, then lay down, tilted his head and looked under the bed.

"(°ー°〃)Hmm?"

Xu Yang was already prepared to have a fight with someone under the bed, but there was no one under the bed, let alone people, and there was not even a bit of garbage.

"Is it an illusion?"

Xu Yang, who was lying on the ground, holding a folding knife, frowned.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Yang took the phone, turned on the flashlight, and shined it under the bed, his pupils suddenly tightened.

Under the bed, there was a layer of light dust. Under the pale light, Xu Yang saw that the dust took on the shape of a human, as if someone had been lying here not long ago.

Combined with the traces of human figures and the height of the figures in the video, the two fit perfectly.

"Is there really someone under the bed?!"

Xu Yang was shocked and inexplicable by this discovery.

"But why didn't I notice anything unusual?"

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

After lying on the ground for a while, Xu Yang first took a photo under the bed, and then got directly under the bed.

From the outside, there was nothing unusual under the bed, but when Xu Yang got under it, he discovered something unusual.

I saw three names carved on the bed board: Zhang Mofan, Ke Zijun, and Zhao Wuliang.

These three names were scratched out in a mess, and it took Xu Yang a long time to identify them clearly.

In addition, there are also written around these names

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Countless dead words.

What's even more chilling is that neither the name nor the word "death" was written on it, but what was engraved on it was, to be precise, someone dug it out bit by bit with nails or something like that.

Because Xu Yang found dried blood on these words.

But that's not the scariest thing. At this moment, Xu Yang's eyes widened and he was looking at a puppet.

A palm-sized puppet was nailed to the bed board. The puppet was beautifully carved and lifelike. There was a layer of dark red stains on the puppet's body. On the front of the puppet was written a name, as well as the year, month and day.

Chang Yong, 1992, 4, 4.

The strange thing is that the puppet's body is covered with eye patterns, and there is a scratched one-inch photo on the puppet's head.

Xu Yang carefully took down the photo and subconsciously exclaimed: "Fuck!"

There are no facial features on the puppet's head. The whole head is just an eyeball. The moment the photo was taken, Xu Yang looked eye to eye with the eyeball. The eyeball was lifelike, like a living thing, but it was indescribable.

of evil and malice.

Xu Yang was really shocked.

The hand holding the phone couldn't help but tremble.

After a long time, Xu Yang calmed down, took a photo of the puppet, and then stretched out his hand to try to take it off.

I don’t know what method the person who placed the puppet used in the first place. The puppet was nailed to the ground, and Xu Yang spent a lot of effort to pull it off.

The moment the puppet was taken down, Xu Yang suddenly closed his eyes and felt his cheeks getting wet.

Opening his eyes, Xu Yang reached out and touched his face. After a closer look, he found a drop of red liquid. It smelled fishy, ​​as if it was blood. He turned his head to look at the puppet in his hand and found the puppet's head.

Bleeding.

After taking down the puppet, there was nothing else on the bed board.

The space under the bed was small, extremely dark, and the temperature was very low, making people feel suffocated and frightened. Xu Yang didn't want to stay under the bed anymore, so he quickly crawled out from under the bed.

Standing up with the puppet in hand, Xu Yang looked at the puppet carefully, regardless of the dust on his body.

At this time, the red liquid no longer drips, but the entire puppet is dyed blood red, which makes the originally looming eye pattern appear now.

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becomes extremely clear.

When Xu Yang turned the puppet around, there was a line of words carved on its back.

【I will keep watching you until you die!】

The eerie and vicious words, coupled with the puppets with engraved eyes, give people an extremely ominous feeling and make them look particularly uncomfortable.

After holding the puppet and looking at it for a moment, Xu Yang tried to bring it close to the back of his left hand, expecting the system to give some prompts, but it turned out that Xu Yang was overthinking and the system had no response.

The pattern on the back of the hand did not light up, and the puppet did not change in any way.

"Not a ghost?" Xu Yang frowned.

After turning the puppet over and over for a while, Xu Yang couldn't see any clues, so he put the puppet aside and picked up the scratched photo to read.

The photo was severely damaged, not by a sharp weapon, but by some kind of sharp blunt instrument, such as a ballpoint pen.

Although the photo was severely damaged, Xu Yang could still vaguely tell that the person in the photo was a boy, not very old, but it was hard to tell what his appearance was.

After checking under the bed, no one was found, which made Xu Yang relieved, but what followed was deep doubt.

Who are the names carved on the bed board? Who is Chang Yong? Who placed this puppet? Who is the person who carved the name? What is going on with the figure crawling out from under the bed?

This series of problems emerged one after another, making Xu Yang feel confused.

Putting down the photo in his hand, Xu Yang turned his attention to the video again and continued to play it.

The screen was still covered with snowflakes, the sound of footsteps disappeared, and then there was the sound of things falling to the ground, and then there was another rustling sound.

After about a minute, all the sounds disappeared without a trace, and the strike monitoring gradually returned to normal. Then there was a noise on the bed, and the next second, the probe facing the bed also returned to normal.

On the screen, Xu Yang is wearing VR glasses, half sitting on the bed, everything is back to normal, as if everything that happened before was just an illusion.

Compared with the last accident that happened when I recorded it with my mobile phone, this time it was even more terrifying and weird. Although there were no photos, the situation was even scarier.

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