Nightmare Attack

There is nothing behind you.

But this could not alleviate the fear in Fatty's heart, because he looked along Jiang Cheng's line of sight and saw a shadow appear on the wall.

He didn't know how to describe the shadow.

All in all it's very high, very high.

It was like being pulled up by some force and hanging in the air.

The shadow shook slightly.

"Crunch——"

His pupils shrank suddenly, and Fatty suddenly realized what the shadow was. It was a man who had hanged himself!

But there was nothing around Shadow.

It's Chen Yao

Chen Yao left the dance studio 10 years ago and came to this room now.

Through a mirror.

What's even more frightening is that he can't see her with his naked eyes.

"Crunch——"

The shadow shook again, and strangely, it seemed to be closer to them.

Under such extreme conditions, Fatty was not sure whether it was his own illusion or whether it was true.

In short, the appearance of Chen Yao brought the already confusing plot directly to the climax.

"Crunch——"

"Crunch——"

The shadow shook more and more frequently, and the fat man was sweating profusely, and he didn't even dare to blink.

He could already confirm that the shadow was indeed approaching them in an incredible way, and the final result would undoubtedly be to kill them.

Like the person in the mirror.

Thinking of this, Fatty subconsciously glanced at the mirror behind him with his peripheral vision, and a terrifying scene appeared.

The long-dead person in the mirror turned around without him noticing, and came to the mirror, staring at him with a pair of lifeless eyes.

Vicious, twisted, crazy

It seemed as if you could reach out and grab him.

The fat man was so frightened that his eyes bulged out of their sockets and were about to fall out, but his mouth was covered by Jiang Cheng and he could only let out a helpless whine.

Jiang Cheng obviously also noticed something unusual behind him, and his eyes kept scanning around.

According to the introductions of other players and his own understanding of nightmares, there will never be a death situation in nightmares, and there will definitely be a way to survive.

But as time goes by, the hope of survival becomes increasingly slim.

Where is the way out?

The shadow was less than 3 meters away from them, and its speed was still accelerating. The sound of "crunching" sounded alternately, like a life-threatening charm.

half a minute at most

No! In up to 20 seconds, the shadow can touch their body.

The fat man couldn't help it any longer, his survival instinct overriding everything else.

He gestured to Jiang Cheng with crazy eyes.

The direction of the shadow is opposite to the direction of the door. As long as they are fast enough, they can definitely rush out.

But Jiang Cheng was unmoved. He didn't seem to care about other people's opinions at all. He was an extremely selfish person, and this would kill him, at least that's what Fatty thought.

Jiang Cheng's gaze suddenly stopped when he glanced in one direction.

There is a big wooden box there.

But at this moment, the cover that should have been closed was opened outwards, and Zhen Jianren inside was missing.

A thick trail of blood was left on the ground, starting from the box and ending in front of the mirror.

It was as if Zhen Jianren was dragged into the mirror by something.

A light flashed across Jiang Cheng's eyes.

"Crunch——"

The sound of real friction sounded again, very close. The fat man broke free from Jiang Cheng's hand, grabbed the latter's wrist with his backhand, and tried to use his brute force to lead Jiang Cheng away.

But what he didn't expect was that he didn't pull Jiang Cheng at all, and Jiang Cheng's body seemed to be rooted in the ground.

on the contrary.

He was pulled back by the huge force involved in his hand. He fell backwards and fell directly against the mirror.

He didn't hear the sound of the mirror breaking, and there was no ghost thing coming to break his jaw. He opened his eyes in a daze and found that he was back outside the room.

There is sand underfoot.

He put his hands on the ground and got up with a grunt.

"Um?"

After getting up, the fat man was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and looked at his palm, which was covered with sand and sticky blood.

He stared blankly at the sand, and was horrified to find a bloody corpse lying next to him.

His first reaction was that the doctor was plotted by a ghost in order to save himself.

Just when he was about to squat down and try to rescue him, Jiang Cheng's voice came from behind, "It's Zhen Jianren."

"Doctor!" The fat man was extremely surprised.

No matter how stupid he was at this time, he understood that the doctor's choice was right. It looked scary in the mirror, but in fact it was the only way to survive.

If they had chosen the direction of the door to break out, both of them would have sacrificed their chins at this moment.

After thinking about this, the fat man stared at Zhen Jianren lying on the ground, his eyes were dazed for a moment, and he asked: "Doctor, why did he die here?"

Jiang Cheng was silent for a long time, "He crawled out on his own."

The fat man's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "This guy is still like this and can he still crawl out on his own?"

"It's because of him," Jiang Cheng said calmly, "that he was able to escape."

Slowly, the fat man seemed to have figured something out. "Doctor," he said with a weird expression, "you mean that it was because he lost his eyes and couldn't see those scenes that he was able to choose the right way and finally escape."

"Well," Jiang Cheng turned around and looked at the room he just escaped from.

The fat man followed his line of sight and was surprised to find that the door was wide open and not closed at all, and the dark red curtains in the room had no sign of being opened.

The huge body began to tremble, and the fat man's throat rolled, and it took him a long time to make a sound, "So what we saw before were all illusions?"

A clear trail of blood spread out in front of the door, which was left by Zhen Jianren's crawling. He looked extremely ferocious.

The fat man realized later that Luo Yi was a ghost, but Zhen Jianren actually followed Luo Yi to the crisis-ridden equipment center and was still alive. The reason had to be investigated in detail.

Nowadays, it seems that ghosts mostly use mirrors to create illusions and eventually kill the people trapped in the illusions.

He recalled carefully that there was a dusty mirror in the dormitory where the cheongsam girl died, Long Tao died in front of the mirror in the men's bathroom, and the archives room where Luo Yi died also had a square mirror hanging on the wall.

I see

Mirrors are the biggest taboo in this mission.

"Doctor," the fat man said with a painful tone, "then in order to survive, do we have to do this?" He looked at Zhen Jianren, who was dead on the ground, with a very frightened expression.

"If you want to gouge your eyes, go ahead," Jiang Cheng replied, "I won't gouge them anyway."

A few seconds later, he added: "I have beautiful eyes. Many customers come here because of my eyes. They praise me and say that my eyes are bright, like the male god in their dreams, and they want to give birth to me."

"Doctor," the fat man who had escaped death was buzzing when he heard this, and he wished he could sew his mouth shut, "Brother Zhen Jianren is still here, can you respect him?"