MTL - My House of Horrors-Chapter 32 It seems really haunted.

The monkey hid alone on the second floor of the stairs, always paying attention to the movement around.

He stood in the corner of the wall and could see the corridors on the third and second floors at the same time. He could escape at the fastest speed no matter which direction the killer came from.

The lights in the scene seem to be darker, and the dark background music, the strange background music makes people feel flustered.

The monkey licked himself and took a deep breath. As a medical student, he knew that mild pain and sufficient oxygen could calm down quickly.

"The time when the monster appeared is problematic. Lao Zhao just found that there is an eighth person among us. The monster will speed up and rush over. This should not be a coincidence." He recalled everything that happened just now: "Lao Zhao found one more." After the person, everyone is panicked. At this time, if Feng Brother can take out the mobile phone and see everyone's face, then she will be able to find the eighth person. We missed the first chance. After the monster rushed, if Everyone can stand in the same place, not be scared by it, everyone will not be broken, we missed the second chance."

The monkey sighed softly: "The monsters are very scared, but they are not afraid to escape. Everything is because of the first person who fled. He started this head and disturbed our thinking. I expected it to be good. The first person to escape should be the one who came out. I heard Xiaohui’s scream just now. She is the second one to escape. It’s the closest to that person, which can prove me from the side. Guess no error."

There is a bitter smile on his face. Guessing is the same thing. I am afraid that it is another matter. One person hides in such a horrible environment and feels that the back is cool: "The monster and the extra eighth." Cooperate with each other, use the deserter mentality and herd mentality to spread the fear, break us up, and then break them one by one. Just to scare the individual, is it really necessary to rise to the height of strategy?"

The monkey is very clever, but he is also very courageous. He usually never dared to go in and out of the lab at school: "I have to tell the news to them, and then meet them."

After taking out the phone and the micro-light of the screen behind him, he suddenly shuddered: "How did the doll come to the stairs? Didn't I throw it on the third floor aisle?"

The monkey was afraid of attracting monsters and didn't dare to turn on the flashlight. He turned up the screen light to the wall, where there was a tattered figure lying down.

"When I was running, who accidentally kicked it downstairs?" Thinking about it, the monkey only came up with such an explanation. The doll’s body is stuffed with paper strips. Without any mechanical parts, it is definitely impossible. Remote control: "It looks pretty scary."

This puppet is not particularly scary except for the old ones, but it is a strange feeling when it is seen as if it is alive.

The monkey himself felt inexplicable. He looked at the puppet on the ground and felt that it was not a doll, but a pitiful little girl with a bit of grievance.

"It must be an illusion. I want to stay away from this thing and play a haunted house. I will give me a mental problem." The monkey dialed the phone of Feng Ge, and the ringing of the mobile phone ringed on the corridor on the third floor.

"Is he on the third floor? Or is it like Lao Zhao, accidentally getting rid of the phone?"

The phone ringing sounds in the haunted house, and the inexplicable becomes even more terrifying.

The monkey did not hang up the phone, put the phone into his pocket, and quietly came to the third floor. He hid in the entrance of the corridor and looked inside. Feng’s cell phone was thrown in the hallway.

"Old Zhao and Feng Ge's mobile phones are not on the body, you can only try other people." The monkey stood alone on the three-story stairway, looking at the empty corridor, and the two sides were blown open by the wind. Scared legs are soft.

He slid the screen madly and rummaged through other people's calls, but at this time, his cell phone shook and suddenly rang.

"Slot! What's the situation!" Looking down, someone called him: "Poetry Bell? What did she look for? Is she now a person?"

In front of the girls, the monkeys always show fearlessness. This is also the common problem of most young people: "Singer bell, have you been separated from everyone? Where are you now? I am going to find you."

"I was locked in a room on the third floor. The specific house number was not clearly seen. You came over and the room was not quite right!" Shi Ling was a very quiet girl. At this time, she was in a hurry and a cry was about to cry. I don't know what she has encountered.

"Slowly, how can you be locked into the house? The single room on both sides of the corridor should not be locked?" The monkey said while walking in the hallway, trying to determine the position of the poem by voice.

"I don't know. After hiding in and closing the door, I can't open it anymore! And this room is different from other rooms. There are two puppets sitting side by side in the middle of the room!"

"Sit?!" When it comes to the puppet, the monkey's hair is upside down, and he knows how bad the puppets in this haunted house are.

"You are coming!" The voice of the poem bell gradually became sharp and seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

"Right! You should stay away from the dolls first, do as Heshan said before, don't touch anything in the house, I suspect the doll..." The monkey said halfway, suddenly stopped, he looked at himself Before, he lay a rag doll lying half a meter away from his toes.

He almost resisted the impulse to pick up his mobile phone and moved to the rag doll.

"Long hair, expression of pain and self-blame, and the puppet in the corridor looks different, feeling more mature than that." After the talk, the monkey himself widened his eyes: "Hell, why can I get from a cloth?" Occasionally, have you analyzed so many things? Is it because I was scared of illusion? Or is this puppet doing too realistic? I always feel that they are like living people and have their own emotions."

"Now I don't think about this, as long as the puppets in front of me and the puppets in the stairs are different, at least that these puppets will not move by themselves. Things have not developed to the worst. My current priority is to save poetry. Bell." Shaking his head, the monkey cheered himself: "I was purely scaring myself. If the puppet in the corridor chased it, how could she appear in front of me? It should be behind me. Yes, it seems that this is just a small trick for the haunted house owner. There is no need to be afraid."

After he said that he was guilty, he glanced back: "I said, it is not necessary..."

The monkey's gaze solidified one meter behind him, and the remaining half of the sentence was smashed back because it was quietly squatting in a puppet.