My gaze lingered on the ragdoll's cheeks for a moment, and I squeezed every inch of its body with both hands: "There are no mechanical parts, no silk threads pulling, so how did it suddenly appear on the stairs?"
” I couldn't figure it out, so I threw the rag doll back and walked up the creaking stairs to the second floor.
The narrow corridor can only accommodate three people side by side, and the walls on either side are hung with abstract paintings in a grotesque style every few steps.
"There are three rooms on the left and right, and there is no special mark on the door, so it seems that I have to go in and find out."
I walked to the first door and pushed it to enter, but the harder I pushed, the harder it became to push it open, as if someone inside was deliberately pushing the door open, and with all my strength I could only push it open ten centimeters wide.
"Someone in the house?"
I took two steps back, flew up and kicked the door lock, only to hear a crunch in the room, and two collapsible spring tubes bursting out.
The door opened wide and I entered the room, only to see the corpse of a girl hidden behind the door, with the word "jealousy" carved on her forehead with a knife, and her clothes stained in red.
There was no smell of blood or corpses, it was just a doll made of paint and rubber.
"You can't open all the doors, and if you squeeze in through the crack in the door, you'll be a little scary at first sight."
I held the realistically made doll in front of me, and held it in place with two levers behind the fake corpse, and when I pushed the door on one side, its head poked out on that side.
"It's scary enough to design."
If you are not careful, you will be shaded, and the haunted house seems ordinary, but there is a deep meaning behind every arrangement.
I glanced around the room, it was a girl's boudoir, it was very simplely furnished, I had seen under the bed and in the wardrobe, although there were scary things hidden in it, but it was not too lethal to me who was already mentally prepared.
"They're not here."
Sighing, I searched all over the house and didn't find any traces of Tie Ningxiang and Yiyi, although the haunted house was full of weirdness, but it didn't seem to have much to do with Tie Ningxiang and them.
I walked out of the bedroom and entered the opposite room, anyway, the staff had already left work, and my movements became much rougher, and I broke the door directly, which also saved trouble.
The second room was supposed to be the bedroom of the child's parents, with a thick quilt piled on the bed and red paint everywhere.
"Compared to Huang Xue's mid-level dream, this haunted house is far worse."
I lifted the quilt to reveal the sheets inside, and I didn't know what mechanism I had inadvertently triggered, and there was a "thump" sound coming from the bedboard, as if someone was tapping inside.
"I've seen the thump in the coffin, and I'm still afraid of these little tricks?"
At the moment when the sheet was pulled, a white severed hand stretched out from the gap in the bed board.
"Accustomed to it, it's not strange."
I touched my severed hand, with a hint of rubber coolness, the touch is still very different from human skin.
Lifting the bedboard, there was a boy's "corpse" lying inside, with the word resentment engraved on his forehead.
It's very realistic, it's electric, a wire is connected between the quilt and the bed board, as long as the quilt is lifted, the control switch will automatically open, and the rubber corpse will start to hit the bed board with its head.
"Your old man will give me a peace meeting."
In the dark of night, in a haunted haunted house, the slightest wind and grass will make people care, not to mention the thumping sound produced by its constant impact, even if there are no ghosts, just listening to this sound is enough to make people panic.
I cut the wires, threw the doll on the bed, and searched to no avail, so I entered the third room.
It was a large, somewhat excessive bathroom, and I entered it, according to my rich experience of soul exploration, and avoided things such as mirrors, and went straight to the deepest part, and opened the curtain of the bathroom, and there was a plastic "corpse" of a little girl floating in the bath full of red paint.
Fishing out the "corpse", I have to say that the designer of the haunted house paid special attention to details, this "corpse" has the word curse engraved on its forehead, the face is swollen and pale, and the symptoms of drowning are very obvious.
Turning around and entering the last room, I cautiously pushed open the door, and everything was normal, but it was chilling.
There was no blood stained with red paint in this last room, and there were no elaborate plastic corpses, just a room full of ugly rag dolls.
It was everywhere, and as soon as I entered, I felt like I was being stared at by dozens of eyes from different directions: "This room is kind of interesting." ” After a cold war, I picked up a rag doll, on which all the features were torn off, and then someone repainted it with a red pen.
"Every doll in the room seems to have strange facial expressions."
I recalled the two rag dolls at the door, and picked up a few dolls on the ground for comparison, and found that the rag dolls in this room had different expressions, as if they were independent living people, each with its own characteristics.
"This can't be described in detail, it's just crazy!"
I looked at the room full of rag dolls, and for the first time I felt a sense of fear.
"According to the theme introduction outside the haunted house, there should be five children in this house, four of whom have been killed and turned into resentful spirits, and if you find the one who is alive, you can clear the level normally."
I scanned the large number of rag dolls in the room with my eyes scanned, and soon noticed that one of the dolls in the corner of the room was showing a human foot.
I struggled through the house, walked to the corner, grabbed its ankles and dragged it out.
"This should be the fourth deceased."
The plastic puppet has the word despair engraved on its forehead, which is very elastic to the touch, but completely different from the touch of human skin.
"Is it possible that a life-size plastic doll can hide in a pile of rag dolls without being discovered......
Someone else hiding here?
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I looked at the large doll with various expressions on its face, gritted my teeth and searched the house, not letting go of any possible clues, which was the first thing the teacher told me when I first entered the police academy.
About two-thirds of the way through the search, I suddenly felt something hit my calf.
I looked down and saw a strand of black hair in the gap through the overlapping rag dolls.
"The fifth plastic doll?"
I reached out to take out the buried thing at the bottom, but before I could touch it, I suddenly heard a familiar "bang" sound in the otherwise quiet corridor!
Startled, I hurried outside with my hands out, my eyes wide open, and I was horrified to find that the boy puppet was lying on the stairs, and the electric device inside him was still activated, and it was hitting the floor all at once!
Looking at the puppet's strange and vivid expression, I narrowed my eyes and approached with the talisman paper in my hand.
One step, two steps, and when I took the third step, the plastic "corpse" was close in front of me, and the picture frame hanging on the wall next to me "snapped" and fell to the ground.
It was so sudden that I didn't react until the glass was splashing everywhere and I turned my head to look at the wall to the side.
The place that was originally obscured by the frame revealed a swarthy hole, not big or small, just enough to put an adult's head.
"There is a false alarm, this hole should be reserved for the staff, and when someone passes by, they hide behind the picture frame and stick out their heads or arms at any time to scare tourists."
It seems that there is no problem when you think about it, but in fact, there is a big loophole, why did the window fall off on its own?
The staff had already left work, and there was no one behind it, so it fell off on its own, and it happened to be just as I was passing by.
Thinking about it carefully, the staff has already left work, and the haunted house should be in a situation where no one is controlled, but each mechanism is not only perfectly triggered, but also the timing is just right, if it were another person, I am afraid it would have collapsed.
"It's not that someone is doing it, it's really haunted."
I took another look at the plastic corpse that was still hitting the ground, and I felt a chill down my back, as if I had been staring at something all the time.
"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, it's not even twelve o'clock at midnight, and the feeling it brings me is almost the same as the previous live broadcasts, if I wait until midnight really comes, let alone looking for Tie Ningxiang and Yiyi, it's a question of whether I can save my life."
Ignoring the horror puppet still hitting the ground, I returned to the fourth room, looking at the rag dolls that filled the room, and remembering where I had just seen black hair.
"Judging by the color and texture of the hair, the hair may have belonged to a living person......"