Super thriller live broadcast

This should be my sister's room, with pink wallpaper and a clean interior.

At first glance, it looks ordinary, but if you stay there for a long time, you will have a strange feeling, as if you are being stared at by something.

Every move I made was under that thing's gaze. She could see me, but I couldn't see her.

Entering the room, the first thing you see is a desk with a cartoon-shaped clock, study materials spread out and neatly arranged class notes.

"I didn't expect this sister to be a good student with excellent grades." He opened the drawer and a thick stack of certificates was stuffed inside.

"Guo Jingjing?" I thought about taking out the certificate, but I reached out and touched something strange under the certificate. It's hard to describe, but it is very familiar to me.

"Isn't this the most popular product in my store?" The spiral vibration can be adjusted in stages, and the market price is around 50 yuan.

Holding a piece of equipment in my hand and looking at the thick pile of awards in the drawer, I was a little surprised by the huge contrast.

"The good girl in the eyes of outsiders actually hides such an unknown side." I took out all the certificates, and found the packaging box of the appliance in the deepest part of the drawer. Under the box it was clearly written: "I like my brother. A birthday present for you?”

"The relationship between this family is a bit scary." After searching the desk, I looked in other directions. A comfortable single bed was placed against the wall, next to the window.

Looking closer, the smell of shampoo lingers on the neat pink sheets. The quilt and pillows are all clean, but there are two pairs of slippers next to the bed, one for men and one for women.

"Why are there two pairs of slippers? Does this indicate that there are two ghosts of brother and sister in the house?" After walking around the room, the feeling of being stared at is still there, "Is it under the bed? Or in the cabinet?" inside?"

I had the courage to check these two places. They were all normal and nothing terrible was found.

"Don't be careless." I sat on the bed and opened the curtains. As expected, it was still a fully metal-sealed window, with a combination lock between the two iron plates.

"I need to crack the password to get out of here, but the other party didn't give me any prompts." I said to myself, sitting on the bed with my back to the door. My eyes inadvertently glanced at the phone screen. There was a person with a strange ID in the live broadcast room. Refreshing the screen.

Guo Jingjing: "Don't keep your back to the door."

Guo Jingjing: "What are you looking for?"

Guo Jingjing: "Are you looking for me?"

Guo Jingjing: "Why don't you look back?"

I frowned: "Why does this ID look familiar?"

I closed the curtains and turned to get out of bed.

"Bang!" Because of the sudden fright, the large-screen phone slipped from his palm and fell to the ground.

My body twisted sideways, my eyes jumped up and down in the sockets, and my pupils almost shrank together due to severe stimulation.

It was a face that only a drowning person would have. The skin was white and swollen due to soaking, and the face was completely enlarged.

Rather than saying she is a human, it would be more appropriate to describe her as a monster.

When people's fear exceeds the limit, they will lose control of their emotions. The most direct reaction is like me, shouting: "Fuck!"

He swung his fist towards the terrifying woman's face, but the punch hit nothing.

The woman's swollen face stopped about five centimeters in front of my eyes, not too far but not too close.

"This is an evil dream." I cursed softly and touched my chest to take a breath.

If you are mentally prepared, the fear can be reduced by 90%, but in dreams there is no warning, these dirty things always appear suddenly.

"You must escape from the dream. If you get stuck in it, the consequences are unimaginable!" I got up from the bed, and the bloated woman's face still stayed in front of me. Her purple lips slowly opened, without teeth, only black holes exposed. Oral cavity.

"She seems to be saying something to me?" I didn't pay attention. I just wanted to leave the room quickly and picked up the mobile phone of the underworld show that fell on the ground. The live broadcast was not interrupted. When I looked at the live broadcast room, there was a very eye-catching barrage. floating on the screen.

Guo Jingjing: "You still have ten minutes."

As if struck by lightning, I suddenly looked back at the alarm clock on the desk. The time on it had changed to one-fifty at some point.

"In the study, my father, the hanged ghost, couldn't take the initiative to approach me. When I got to my brother's bedroom, the evil spirit was able to take the initiative to approach me, and even became malicious to me, but he seemed to be restricted by some rules and could not enter within ten centimeters of my body. within."

"When I arrived in my sister's bedroom, the monster was only five centimeters away from me. As time goes by, the restrictions on ghosts will become less and less, and my situation will become more and more dangerous."

"The alarm clock represents time. It's one-fifty now. According to the little boy's diary, the major change in his life began at two o'clock in the morning one night. As a young boy, he witnessed with his own eyes the quarrel between his brother and sister. The secret was finally discovered by his brother and sister at two o'clock in the morning, and from then on he began to be bullied crazily."

"Yes, that should be it. At two o'clock in the morning, there will be horrific changes in this house!"

I've seen a lot of dirty things since I started live streaming, but this is the first time I've encountered anything like this.

Cold sweat wet my forehead. I couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality. The foundation for logic must have a complete and solid framework. But in a place where I can't even distinguish between a dream and an illusion, how can I talk about logic? What to reason about?

"Password! There are still ten minutes left, we must find the password!"

The top priority is to escape according to the rules of the game. Why the family ended up in such a situation has become a secondary issue.

After walking out of my sister's bedroom, the last place to explore was the bathroom.

The bathroom of this old house was on the other side of the living room. I walked through the living room and was about to enter the bathroom when I suddenly saw another creepy scene.

The door to the outside from the living room was opened!

The deep corridor leads nowhere, it is eerie and eerie, without a trace of light or warmth.

I held the phone tightly, feeling that every step I took was very difficult.

"How did the door open? Who opened the door? Has the woman who died tragically outside the door crawled into the house? Is she behind me now?!"

I couldn't control my mind and started thinking wildly. Chills ran down my spine. The blood vessels on my face slowly stood out due to excessive tension.

"It's completely unexplainable? Why did this damn door suddenly open?" The road to the outside world lay before us, which was a terrifying yet tempting choice.

The house is full of ghosts. If you escape through the door and leave this house, you might be able to escape.

What a tempting choice, almost like the sweet talk of the devil.

"Calm down!" I slapped myself hard, without holding anything back: "The other party has worked so hard to set up this game, and there is absolutely no way it can be broken so easily."

Looking at the dark corridor, this is probably a road leading to the abyss. Once I step into it, I am afraid I will fall into an endless loop of nightmares.

Before using the Tongsang Talisman, if the words the Taoist Master said come to my mind, this is a live broadcast where there is only a one percent chance of survival, so I must be cautious.

"I still have ten minutes, don't panic, keep looking for clues." Taking one last look at the open living room door and the dark passage leading to nowhere, I quickly entered the bathroom without hesitation.

The floor and walls were covered with ceramic tiles, and there was a mountain of clothes waiting to be washed next to the washing machine. When I entered it, I first smelled the fishy smell of blood, and then the sound of water flowing in my ears.

"Whose ghost is hiding in the bathroom?" I turned over the dirty clothes. I didn't notice it at first, but as I turned over the clothes, blood stains gradually began to appear on them. Large areas of blood couldn't be washed away, and they solidified on the clothes. Spotted: "There are different types of clothes, including suits, sportswear, skirts and school uniforms. These clothes belong to different people. The only thing in common is that the clothes all have marks of being punctured by sharp knives."

I rummaged around carefully and found something new. Although one piece of clothing was completely soaked in blood, there was no knife scratch on it.

"Why is this piece of clothing so special? Could it be the clothes worn by the perpetrator?"