Hiding in a completely sealed hospital ward, reading the horror diary left by the deceased, the moment the diary was closed, the terrifying scene described in the diary appeared in front of me.
Scissors couldn't continue to disguise any longer. He firmly believed that anyone would collapse under such circumstances.
The narrow glass window was occupied by several pale faces, and through a door, Scissors could clearly see the expressions on those faces.
"They're looking at me!"
The scissors couldn't breathe, as if a pair of cold hands reached into his chest and grabbed his trachea. His body didn't need any strength, and he almost collapsed.
"I found you." The gloomy voice sounded again, and the scissors trembled. His entire attention was attracted by the faces outside the door. It took a long time to realize that the voice just now didn't seem to come from outside the door.
Fear seemed to run through the nerves, and the scissors opened their eyes wide, and glanced behind them almost instinctively.
In the cabinet where he hid just now, there was a man in a hospital gown squatting.
The man was not tall, his legs were in plaster casts, his left eye was pierced by a pencil, the bridge of his nose was crooked, and ten fingers were hidden in his sleeves.
There are still shoe prints and bloodstains left by the scissors on his hospital gown. It is obvious that he has been "staying" in the cabinet.
"I found you." His tone was cold, like a puppet, and the expression on his face was very special, as if he had found a new toy, with a hint of excitement and a kind of happiness that ordinary people couldn't understand.
The ghost was always in the cabinet, and Scissors got goosebumps when he thought about how long he had been in the dark and narrow cabinet just now.
The person left by the "patient" in the diary appeared in front of him, and he should have been dead for a long time.
Scissors stood between the owner of the diary and the door of the ward, in a dilemma. The situation in front of him was more difficult to understand than the wolf before and the tiger.
"Calm down, don't panic, I've watched more than a dozen horror movies and played dozens of horror games before I came here. I'm fully prepared and will definitely find a way to crack it."
The brain is running fast, but there is no similar scene in horror games or horror movies, forced to make a choice between ghosts and a group of ghosts in the ward.
The cold sweat on his forehead couldn't stop falling down, and the scissors' heart beat fiercely: "There is a ghost behind and a group of ghosts in front of you. Normally, it is safer to stay in the room, but if he doesn't escape from this room, he will die slowly. , completely lost the initiative, even if he wanted to die, he couldn't die, just like the owner of the diary, he was blinded, his legs were broken, and then he could only stay here forever to play with other ghosts."
Thinking that the things in the diary might happen to him, the scissors shuddered: "I must escape while I still have the ability to move."
The violently heaving chest slowly returned to normal. He held his breath and looked at the window on the door: "Fight with them! I'll rush to the third floor first, then jump out of the window and leave!"
Scissors felt that he had made the most correct choice in a desperate situation. He clenched the scissors tightly. Under the watchful eyes of those patients, he suddenly shouted loudly, and then rushed to the door of the ward screaming.
While he was moving, a coincidence happened, and footsteps were heard on the other side of the corridor.
The sound seemed to come from the safety passage on the second floor. It was a bit messy, and it seemed that more than one person came.
He screamed suddenly, frightening another wave of people in the corridor rushing towards this side. When he rushed to the door, he happened to hear a middle-aged man coming six or seven meters away from the door. the sound of.
"Slot! That ghost is here! Run back! Run back!"
The faces on the glass quickly spread out, and the scissors could not care about anything at this time. Waving the scissors, they rushed out of the ward like crazy and went straight to the third floor.
Arms, thighs, shoulders, he felt several hands grab him at once!
"Release me!"
The scissors in his hand aimed at the backpack and stabbed it fiercely. Something in the package was punctured, and a large amount of black and red blood flowed out from it.
He was like a sick maniac, slamming the blood in his backpack against the surroundings and himself, covering his body and the floor.
While sprinkling blood and laughing wildly, I have to say that in terms of momentum, the scissors have suppressed those "patients" who are playing hide-and-seek.
After the blood was spilled, the scissors kept rushing to the third floor, but when he came to the third floor, something desperate happened.
The windows on the third floor were not installed with anti-theft nets, but they were all blocked by wooden boards.
It would take at least a while to get the plank open, and the monsters in the hospital couldn't have given the scissors that time.
"Once we stop, those monsters will definitely shoot at me. They will probably try every means to get me to stay and play with them. If I resist, the patient who has been blinded and broken his leg should be me. fate."
The scissors calmed down, he glanced behind him, there were bloodstains all over the floor, the hospital looked much more ferocious than before, but most of it came from his own hands.
"I don't know if black dog blood is useful? Some time ago, I saw a person on the forum who made a short video of hitting ghosts for help. He stood in the toilet and played soul-calling in front of the mirror. At that time, some experts said that black dog blood is specialized in black dog blood. gloomy soul..."
"Snapped!"
The sound from downstairs made the scissors nervous. He looked towards the second floor, and there were footprints on the black dog's blood that had not yet solidified.
There are only footprints, and no one can be seen, so it is obvious who the footprints belong to.
"Fortunately I have other cards." Scissors forced himself to comfort himself, he dragged his backpack and ran deep into the corridor: "The windows of the ward are all locked, I don't know if the utility room and bathroom are locked, the other party is very likely Places like this are ignored."
With the last glimmer of hope, the scissors got into the bathroom at the end of the corridor.
As soon as he entered, he saw a very strange scene. The doors of the five toilet seats were all closed, and four of them showed that there were people among them!
"Stop playing with me!"
Scissors wailed in his heart, and he looked up at the bathroom window, a glimmer of hope rekindled in his heart.
The window of the bathroom was not blocked by wooden boards, probably because someone wanted to leave from here before, and they had pried open two wooden boards.
"As long as I remove another piece of wood, I should be able to squeeze it out!"
Rushing to the window, he took the big scissors in his hand and wanted to remove the board, but the ghosts in the hospital seemed to be playing with him on purpose, and the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps suddenly appeared in the corridor.
"hurry up!"
In a race against time, the scissors tried their best to open the board. He focused all his attention on the window. He didn't expect that the toilet door would be slammed open in just a few seconds.
With a bang, his heart was trembling, and one of his hands was not firmly grasped, and the big scissors pinned between the wooden board and the window fell directly!
"Fuck!"
The only weapon fell outside the hospital, the scissors froze for a second, and then took the bag and got into the only unlocked compartment.
He wanted to hammer himself hard, but considering that the loud noise would attract Specter, he held back.
"It's over! The scissors are out, and I haven't gone out yet! I knew long ago that I wouldn't give myself this nickname!" Gritting his teeth, his muscles were tense, and the scissors covered his mouth and nose, not daring to breathe hard.
He was madly saying in his heart not to find me, not to find me, but when he looked down, he was even more desperate.
Just now he poured black dog blood all over himself, leaving a blood-colored shoe print with every step he took. His whereabouts have been completely exposed. As long as he is not blind, he can basically be found.
"This is completely different from what I expected! Which link has the problem?"
His face was pale, the scissors had given up, and he was basically in a stage of waiting for death.
"Unfortunately I haven't found my brother yet..."
Frightened, he hid in the toilet cubicle, but after a few minutes, no one came to him.
"Did you find me? It's impossible? The footprints I left point directly to this compartment. All fools know I'm here?" When the compartment door was opened, it bounced back immediately: "No, those guys may be right outside the door! As soon as I open the door, there will be several faces squeezed in, and they are waiting for me to go out by myself."
"Yes, I can't go out, so let's just waste it. If I can drag it for a second, it's a second." The scissors kept their posture and didn't even dare to turn their heads around: "As long as I can't see it, it doesn't exist."
Holding the worn-out package in both hands, the black dog was soaked with blood, and the scissors didn't feel dirty: "The bathroom is a very common place in ghost movies, and it is very dangerous. Let me wonder if anyone has successfully escaped from the bathroom? "
After thinking about it for a long time, the scissors became more and more afraid. The bathroom seemed to be a dead place in the ghost movie. He didn't think of a way to escape, but he thought of a few terrifying ghost movie scenes.
"The doors of several toilet seats next to it are locked, which means that there must be someone inside! It's over, there is a ghost story like this, going to the toilet in the middle of the night, the other side of the cubicle will stretch out a hand to me, Ask me if I want blue paper or red paper."
Cold sweat slid down his cheeks, the scene in the ghost movie appeared in front of him, and the expected horror story is likely to become reality!
"What if a hand comes in and asks me for paper? Tell it that I'm actually a girly boy who likes to squat to pee? Don't you need paper at all? But you won't believe it if you say it!"
"Bang!"
The door of the toilet was knocked open again, and the sound was obviously much louder than the first time, and it seemed that something more terrifying came in.
Scissors immediately stopped thinking wildly, covered his mouth, and became highly nervous.
"Bang!"
The door of the first toilet seat was violently broken open, and the scissors' heart also trembled: "It is checking the toilet cubicle, please don't come over, please don't come here!"
This backfired, and the doors of the first few compartments were all violently broken open. Finally, the footsteps stopped outside his cubicle.
"It's over, it's really cold now."
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There were screams from downstairs, the doctor stopped, and he looked at Chen Ge in front of him: "This place is a bit weird, why don't we go down first, it's safer for everyone to be together."
"It's easier to get into trouble when you're with them. Don't forget that the smiling man is still downstairs, maybe he's attacking the other passengers." Chen Ge came to the top floor, and under the doctor's shocked eyes, pulled out from his backpack. He took out the Skull Smasher and smashed open the door leading to the top of the building.
"You... look familiar here, have you been here before?" the doctor asked cautiously.
"I have an employee who lives in Liwan Town, so I have been here before. Although the blood fog shrouded the city, the internal structure of these buildings has not changed." Chen Ge climbed to the roof.
"Your employees?"
"Yeah, I'm working on props in the park. I made this hammer myself. It looks exaggerated, but it's not really useful." Chen Ge walked straight to the water tanks. After opening them all, he found that inside There is no dead body of a mobile phone ghost: "We should still be in reality."
The door is out of control, and the blood mist inside drifts out, slowly eroding the town. Maybe after a while, Liwan Town will be completely changed by the blood mist and become the connection point between the world behind the door and the world outside the door.
"What are you looking at?" The doctor also came up.
"It's too foggy, I want to see if there is any danger around, but unfortunately I can't see anything." Chen Ge found a random reason: "Let's go down."
Back on the first floor, the No. 104 bus was still there, but none of the passengers could be seen.
"There should be something in the building, but we were lucky and didn't meet." The doctor was uneasy. He stood beside Chen Ge, hesitated for a while, and said, "Actually, I've been here before, and the blood mist is full..."
"We'll talk later, there seems to be screaming over there." Chen Ge's five senses were far beyond ordinary people. He carried his backpack and travel bag and walked to the other side of the road.
"Hey! Be careful!" The doctor's dissuasion was useless to Chen Ge, he could only follow Chen Ge forward.
Along the road, Chen Ge vaguely saw a person beckoning at the intersection, but that person had his back to him.
"Finally found an aboriginal." He quickened his pace, but the vague outline of the beckoning slowly disappeared into the fog.
Chen Ge was unwilling to let the other party go, and chased him for a while, not stopping until he passed a hospital.
"Why is this guy lying here?" Chen Ge found the drunk man paralyzed at the hospital door, foaming at the mouth, looking like he was about to die.
"He seems to be frightened." The doctor shook his head: "I'm a surgeon, and I don't have much experience in this situation. I can only try it out. It depends on luck whether I can wake him up."
"Take it." Chen Ge handed the backpack to the doctor: "I have more experience in this area."
He unbuttoned the drunkard's collar and belt, tilted the drunkard's head back slightly, formed a head-down supine position, and then pressed the human body rhythmically, followed by chest compressions. The whole set of movements was impeccable, as standard as It's the same as it was printed from a textbook.
Two or three minutes later, the drunk man slowly woke up. After seeing Chen Ge's face clearly, his body slowly relaxed, but he soon became nervous again, pointing in a certain direction and saying, "Don't go to that room, it's inside. It's a curse to have a human-faced dog that laughs."
"Don't worry, I'll take you back to the meeting bus first."
Chen Ge wanted to pick up the drunk, but who knew he grabbed Chen Ge: "Don't go back! There was a mop ghost in the building we entered for the first time, and a hanged ghost in the corridor! Don't go back!"
"Are there so many ghosts?"
"Really! I'm not lying to you! I now suspect that there's a ghost story hidden in every building, and there's a ghost in every room!" The drunk man was shaking.
"There is a ghost in every house? Doesn't that mean that every house can be turned into a separate horror scene?" Chen Ge's eyes flashed. Completely different.
"That's understandable." The drunk man didn't know what Chen Ge was thinking: "By the way, don't go in the hospital next to me. I vaguely heard several screams just now!"