After more than ten seconds, Brother Feng was relieved, and he pointed to the bathroom weakly: "Mirror..."
The simple words seemed to possess unique magic power, Chen Ge's expression changed slightly, he dragged Brother Feng onto the bed, and entered the bathroom by himself.
The mirrors on the walls have been smashed, and shards of glass are scattered everywhere.
After Heshan fainted before, Chen Ge covered all the mirrors in the haunted house with a black cloth, and then things calmed down for a while. Now that the new scene opens, he oversighted for a while, and such a thing happened as a result.
For any entertainment facility, once it is labeled as a potential safety hazard, it will be difficult to continue to operate. Chen Ge knows this very well.
He picked up a lens on the ground and looked at himself in the debris: "This thing must be solved as soon as possible!"
Chess is divided into black and white, people have good and evil, and the same is true for ghosts.
The thing in the mirror has obvious malice to living people. Chen Ge can feel it. It is extremely aggressive and has ulterior motives.
Heshan fainted, and Brother Feng was frightened and smashed the mirror. These two accidental "accidents" sounded the alarm for Chen Ge and gave him a sense of urgency.
Covering the mirror with black cloth is not a long-term solution, and what is in the mirror has become an obstacle to the rapid development of haunted houses.
The mirror was smashed, and nothing suspicious was left in the bathroom. Chen Ge walked out after turning around.
He grabbed the hammer in his hand and sat next to Brother Feng: "Can you tell me what happened just now?"
After a few minutes of rest, Brother Feng finally breathes smoothly, but his face is still pale and scary: "I can't tell you clearly."
"It's okay, just say whatever comes to mind." Chen Ge stared at Brother Feng, and unlike Heshan who was directly stunned, this one's psychological endurance was obviously much stronger, at least he dared to resist.
Brother Feng tried to sit up from the bed, his face was much better, but the fear in his eyes did not diminish: "I was chased by your staff at the time, so I hid in this room in a hurry, and it was fine at first, but Later, I vaguely heard someone calling me."
"Did it call your name?"
"No, but I can feel it's calling me." Brother Feng grabbed his hair: "The sound is in this room. It took me a long time to find the source of the sound."
Speaking of this, the fear in his eyes became even stronger: "The sound came from the mirror in the bathroom. I seem to be able to hear it, but I can't hear it clearly. I don't know what it's talking about, I just know it's talking to me. related."
"And then?" Chen Ge kept every word that Brother Feng said in his heart. This precious experience could help him understand the monster in the mirror more deeply.
"Then I stood in front of the mirror, trying to figure out what was the reason? I tried to remove the mirror, but when I touched the mirror, the sound in my ear suddenly became louder, My mind started to get a little sluggish, I looked at myself in the mirror, and the more I looked at it, the more I didn't feel like me." Brother Feng said the key point, he glanced at the bathroom with lingering fear, it seemed that there was some monster hidden there, and it might be at any time. Like jumping out: "I stood in front of the mirror, and the person reflected in the mirror was not me. Normally, I would definitely feel scared and want to stay away, but the thing that scares me the most when I think about it now happened."
"whats the matter?"
Brother Feng said very seriously: "I didn't feel any fear or fear at that time, everything seemed to be normal, my body began to lean towards the mirror, and my face almost pressed against the mirror, I could see clearly in the mirror. The face in the mirror is also approaching me. It looks exactly the same, but it makes me feel very unfamiliar. I can't tell what's wrong, but I always feel that the face in the mirror does not belong to me. The thinking is getting more and more confusing. , the brain did not issue any instructions, but my hand pressed directly on the mirror surface, I felt that I wanted to get into the mirror, which was not right, it seemed that I was locked in the mirror, trying to get out."
Chen Ge had a similar experience when doing nightmare-level daily tasks. Looking back at the video on his phone, his body was slowly tilting towards the mirror: "Then how did you get rid of it later?"
"It's because of the mirror." Brother Feng gave Chen Ge an unexpected answer: "I didn't know what I was doing at that time. When my face was about to touch the mirror, I suddenly passed the mirror and saw me lying behind me. A puppet."
"Muppet?"
"Yes, it's the same as the puppet I saw in other rooms in the building. It's the size of a palm and has a beard sewn on." Brother Feng nodded and gestured with both hands: "There is a puppet suddenly behind me, and I'm starting to get scared. , the fear burned like fire, and there was an idea in my mind at that time - to leave quickly, but the body did not obey, the will and the body began to fight, and it felt like a ghost pressing on the bed."
What Brother Feng said was very bland, but Chen Ge could hear the danger in it.
"After that, I suddenly heard the cry of Heshan on the second floor, and I suddenly woke up, as if I had woken up from a dream." The fear in his eyes dissipated a lot: "I was really scared to the extreme, so I picked up my chair. Smashed the lens, it was definitely an instinct. Your horror house is so scary, I forgot I was visiting a haunted house."
Speaking of this, Brother Feng seemed to suddenly remember something, and he waved to Chen Ge: "I told you that these are all true, there is absolutely no intention to exaggerate or shirk responsibility, I will compensate for the original price of the mirror."
"You don't need to pay for the mirror. It's the best result for me that you are not injured." Chen Ge stood up and paced the room: "Where is the puppet you saw now?"
Brother Feng hesitated: "I seem to have been kicked under the bed by me. That's your prop, right? I'm sorry."
Lifting the sheets, Chen Ge took out the puppet with footprints on his body, and helped it knock out the dust: "You should thank this puppet, he was the one who saved you just now."
"The puppet saved me? Well... Thank you, can I go now?" Brother Feng shrank back, his face became paler and paler. He felt that the owner of the haunted house in front of him was not very normal, but people were not allowed under the eaves. I didn't bow my head, so I reluctantly said thank you.
"If I told you that what you experienced just now was not a haunted house props and special effects, but real existence, would you believe it?" Wearing a blood-stained doctor's uniform and holding a worn-out rag doll in his arms, Chen Ge crooked He looked at the college student in front of him.
Poor Brother Feng is close to 1.9 meters tall, and at this moment, like a little girl, hugging his legs and huddled in the corner of the bed, his face is helpless: "Then do you think I should say believe it? Or should I say disbelief?"