"When was it posted?" The middle-aged man was holding the case sheet, the boss staring, he didn't feel it at all.
"I..." The boy was afraid of his father, and he huddled behind his mother.
"I told you to say it! Don't say it when you should!" The middle-aged man pulled the boy out from behind his mother and grabbed his small clothes: "Where was it posted? When was it posted? What does the person on this piece of paper look like?"
"On the first floor, when I passed a ward, the door was half-open, and I saw a hand stretch out and stick this piece of paper on your back." The boy wondered whether he was afraid of his father, or whether he was afraid of his father. Afraid of the hand: "I wanted to remind you at the time, but there was another face behind the door. His skin was gray. He secretly told me that he was playing hide-and-seek, and told me not to tell you."
"You won't tell me if he doesn't let you say it?" The middle-aged man raised his hand and almost couldn't help but slapped the boy in the face: "What a waste, just like your mother, sooner or later, I will be killed by you. !"
He looked at the piece of paper in his hand, and the crooked words on it made his back chill.
"Come to me? I'd be a fool if I really looked for you!" The middle-aged man crumpled the medical case sheet and threw it on the ground. I don't know if it was a coincidence. old man.
"It's so unlucky." He stepped on the paper ball with a ruthless foot, and the middle-aged man glanced at the other side of the passage: "The monsters on the road didn't chase him, they should have given up, let's go inside and take a look. When I ran in just now, I remember there was an exit behind the building as well."
After listening to the little boy's words, the middle-aged man did not dare to go the same way. He looked at the wards on both sides of the corridor, his palms full of cold sweat.
"Aren't we going to find that brother?" The boy raised his head and asked timidly.
"Looking for him? Are you looking for death? Hurry up and escape from this ghost place first." The middle-aged man grabbed his wife's shoulder: "Take good care of him, don't run around, the people in the dark building treat adults and Children are two attitudes…”
As he said, he walked forward, but his pants were grabbed by the little boy: "what's the matter with you?"
"Dad, he's playing hide and seek with us."
"Nonsense, I know." The middle-aged man shook the boy away: "Are you really going to play hide-and-seek with ghosts in this ghost place?"
"But if we don't go to him, it will be his turn to come to us later." The little boy was very serious when he said this. His very simple voice fell in the ears of the middle-aged man, but brought He had an indescribable sense of terror.
"Ghost, will you come to us?" According to the rules of the game, this kind of thing may indeed happen, and the face of the middle-aged man changed with a swipe.
Whether it is to find a ghost or to be found by a ghost, it is a very difficult thing for him to accept.
"No, this is a trap. Even if we find a ghost, it will come to us after the game character changes! Hurry up! Don't stop here."
The middle-aged man grabbed the boy, picked him up, greeted his wife, and ran along the safe passage.
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Armed with sharp scissors, the self-proclaimed "killer" stands alone on the first floor of the town hospital.
"Cows and sheep are in groups, and only beasts can walk alone, so murderers must be alone." Blue veins appeared on the back of the scissors' hands, and it could be seen that he was very nervous now: "The town shrouded in blood fog, This is completely different from the terminal recorded in my brother's diary, did he write it wrong, or did I sit at the wrong station?"
The scissors touched his face, and when his fingers touched the wound, he split his mouth in pain.
This guy behaves completely differently when he's alone than when he's in the car.
"If you want to not be treated as a prey, you can only pretend to be a hunter. I can't repeat the mistakes of my brother." Twenty times more.
"Don't panic, the most dangerous place should be the safest place, and you can live here if you do the opposite." I comforted myself in my heart, but my legs couldn't move out, and my body resisted instinctively: "Don't be afraid. , the more you are afraid of those things, the more they will come to you. Along the way, the screams and mourning of living people continue to be heard in other directions. Only I have not encountered anything here, which can already explain the problem. , I was right."
He clenched the scissors in his hand, and after breathing in himself, he took a step towards the corridor on the left side of the hospital.
After taking a step, there were two footsteps in the hall, one was his, and the other was the sound of high heels landing.
"It should be a hallucination, there is nothing behind me, nothing..." Repeatedly in his mouth, the scissors were hypnotizing him, and he felt that he was about to get used to the existence of the sound: "I was too nervous, the sound after I went out. It should disappear, and there are still five or six hours before dawn, just get through it."
The scissors are very active in their hearts. Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped, raised his hand and slapped himself hard: "You are here to find your brother, how can you just think about your own life?"
The figure of his brother flashed in his mind, and the eyes of the scissors became much firmer: "I have been preparing for this day for five months. I still have a lot of trump cards that I have not used, so there is no need to panic."
He forcefully told himself not to be afraid, then he held the scissors in his left hand and the tattered bag that had stopped bleeding in his right.
"My look looks more fierce. There was a passenger in the car who was dressed like me just now. He should also have a story, but his preparation is obviously not as good as mine." Scissors have an inexplicable feeling to themselves. Confident, he ignored the sound of high heels behind him and walked down the hospital corridor.
This hospital is not large and there are not many wards. Before the scissors had gone out a few steps, they heard an abnormal noise from the second floor.
"It seems to come from the safe passage, who is there?" Licking his lips, the scissors recalled the classic actions of various murderers in the movie, and took the weapon in his hand to the second floor.
There was a gust of wind in the corridor, and the doors of several wards were half-open. Because of the lack of lights, all the rooms were pitch-dark, and it was impossible to see what was inside.
"anyone there?"
The scissors took every step carefully. When passing a certain ward, he suddenly discovered something, and the footsteps that had been following him disappeared.
"Why is it suddenly gone?"
He was still a little uncomfortable, and when he looked back, he found that a piece of paper had been pasted on his shoulder.
"Come to me?"