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„Left Teacher Han, do you determine do not have the terrifying?”
Little Du is holding the door knob, he somewhat fondly remembers Tian Teng Hospital now, fondly remembers that to take to him the security sense the till.
„What do you fluster? Surnamed Chen also said that Third Sick Hall has not arranged, what incomplete does scenario have to be good to be afraid?” Han Qiuming sobers from initial shock, he holds the arm of Manager Guo Miao: „Old Guo, our two take the lead.”
„What relations has with me?” Guo Miao flings the hand: „You did not say one walk front?”
„I am feared that you do not dare to come, visit half to run.” Han Qiuming face black is the same with the bottom of the pot, because just in Haunted House the ray is very dark, therefore also nobody sees: „I take the lead, you with tight, do not fall behind.”
Han Qiuming the worn-out iron gate will shove open completely, the rusty stain falls off, several people enter in the middle of Third Sick Hall.
In the air scattered one unable to say the strange taste that the ground was scattering the pill and yellowing medical case form, a Han Qiuming person takes the lead, more looked that more was the heart is startled.
On the wall writes various crazy talks, these cruel handwriting combine in together, read to let person creepy feeling, was not the normal person can want to come out likely.
Makes him feel uncomfortable what is, went out of several meters far, on the wall the quantities of these blood characters, not only has not reduced, instead became more.
Dense and numerous, including one redundant does not have!
„What is surnamed Chen thinks of these sentences? Can't he really be a lunatic?”
The squatting down body, Han Qiuming lifts a bedding corner/horn, inside is one with the stuffed dummy who the pillow and bed sheet manufacture.
But is such one rough with joking the same stuffed dummy, makes him unable to move to the line of sight.
„Stuffed dummy can props in Haunted House also such do? My employed several years today was grows in experience.” Han Qiuming looks on the pillow that strange face, outlines obviously conveniently, actually gives people an indescribable strange feeling.
„You look here!” Su Luoluo stands in the first sick ward entrance, the people looks following the direction that she refers to, on the doorpost is the bloodstain that the nail digs out.
She put out a hand to gesticulate: „Looks that with is really same, is not uses the tool to dig likely.”
„It is not the tool digs, can be the designer digs with the hand?” Han Qiuming bedding cover good, has blocked from the stuffed dummy of ground: „You pay attention do not bump inside thing randomly, triggers mechanism carefully, particularly ground these bedding, perhaps actor on conceals under quilt.”
He prepares to continue to proceed, several other people have not actually left, that kept the woman of short hair is being the one person alone entered in the middle of the first hospital ward.
The window was blocked, outside the plank slit is the thick cement wall, passes one type to constrain with desperately, looks like the prison cell is the same.
The Ye Xiaoxin finger has delimited the bedboard, had discovered by the hospital bed digs the mark: „Helps, we lift bedboard.”
„Clearance is only 20 minutes, you with a sense of urgency good? Do not care about these minor details.” A Han Qiuming person stands outside.
Little Du and Song An enter in the hospital ward, helping Ye Xiaoxin lift the bedboard, plank following scenario somewhat stems from their expectations.
The bedboard edge has black red fingerprints, in the slit is surviving the nail of disruption, as can be seen, dug out these bloodstains people to experience the how painful matter.
„After fake blood solidification/coagulation, presents the pink, this black red bloodstain......” Song An shrank the neck, said to Ye Xiaoxin: „A little looks like the person blood.”
„You determined that is the person blood, isn't the person hemopoiesis?” Ye Xiaoxin tilts the head looks at the plank, bent the waist, tip of the nose gathering bedboard edge: „Does not have what unusual smell.”
Song An by short hair girl's bold action fearing, his hollow laugh one: „Possibly is the pig blood and ox blood also perhaps, Haunted House sometimes to pursue, will replace fake blood with the blood of animal.”
„In Haunted House appears has bloodstain props quite to be also normal, particularly looks like Boss Chen this fixed Haunted House, many props directly from abandoning the hospital or the mental hospital the low price buy.” Guo Miao should be has handled such matter: „We cannot be negligent, on the bedboard has the blood, at least explained before that mental hospital, has had not the good matter.”
Ye Xiaoxin nodded, continues to ask: „Does the blood-color on that doorpost grasp the mark to explain? Always the impossible doorpost also to open from the mental hospital?”
Guo Miao is at a loss for words for a while, does not know how should reply.
„Didn't you talk clearly?” Ye Xiaoxin took own book: „I visit many Haunted House, these Haunted House mostly nearby frightening make an issue, reality that very only then this Haunted House each detail processes, Haunted House Boss probably contracts OCD to be the same.”
„I have also discovered a very terrifying matter.” Su Luoluo raises head to look at the ceiling, that fierce bloody writing lived probably, is revolving her to rotate: „The handwriting of here each words is not same, should not be the same person writes.”
„Is handwriting different?” Guo Miao carefully looked, complexion becomes very bad: „Also is really, actually does Boss Chen how achieve?”
„His Haunted House did not say that did business for several years? Gives me five years to build, I can do is more perfect than him.” Han Qiuming alone proceeded several steps, the feeling weak result has turned at heart, he by the doorpost, spoke thoughtlessly to say.
„Will you sink the heart to build Haunted House scenario with five years?” Some Guo Miao vitality/angry, he had arranged all at heart before, finally by Han Qiuming screwing up: „Boss Chen definitely has not lain, this place is his Haunted House most terrifying scenario, we make the best use of the time to seek for the tape recorder, do not stay in this too for a long time.”
Since entering Third Sick Hall, he has to plant the uncomfortable feeling, after seeing the scenario internal arrangement, this feeling was more intense.
The red on doorpost grasps the mark, the bedboard border fingerprint, the wall surface blood character, all these make him feel restless.
Deeply buries the heart the memory to be awakened, Guo Miao felt oneself entered initially that hospital of Xu Zhenzhen suicide probably.
„Old Guo, I do not know what really you are afraid? His Haunted House detail processing is truly splendid, with is really same, but this that does can only explain good that quite he imitates.” The Han Qiuming vision has swept Ye Xiaoxin secretly , to promote the eyeglasses: „When my externally ultra-large fixed Haunted House experience, there staff told me, their all props were those facing the death penalty had used the real fellows. Compared with others, this Haunted House can only say that also assembles.”
„You are want to save face at all costs suffer hardship exactly.”
„My this called to tell the facts.” Han Qiuming beckons to the people: „16 minutes, everybody makes the best use of the time.”
Several people of arrival routes, only have Little Du also to stop one after another in the Third Sick Hall entrance, he looks at the writing on scalp ceiling, quick that the heart jumps.
Gaze was long, these seemed like the disorderly irregular handwriting mix probably in one, the radical have colluded mutually, form „dying that” sizes varied character.
„This place too strange, I defended in the entrance am good.”
He goes out of Third Sick Hall, when toward the left channel looks, raised the head suddenly discovered, these in mannequin of left corridor end, appeared at this time unexpectedly have been away from they very near place.
„What situation?”
Du Chaojin has drawn back backward one step, he did not dare a person to stay in this, hurries to overtake other visitors.
After he leaves, on nape of the neck is hanging nametag mannequin, straightened up own head quietly.
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