The monkey was hiding alone on the second floor stairs, always paying attention to what was going on around him.

Standing in the corner, he could see the corridor entrances to the third and second floors at the same time. No matter which direction the killer came from, he could escape as quickly as possible.

The lights in the scene seemed to be getting darker, and the weird background music in the dark corridor made people feel panicked.

The monkey pinched himself hard and then took a deep breath. As a medical student, he knew very well that slight pain and sufficient oxygen can make people calm down quickly.

"There was something wrong with the timing of the monster's appearance. As soon as Old Zhao discovered that there was an eighth person among us, the monster accelerated and rushed over. This should not be a coincidence." He recalled everything that had just happened in his mind: "Old Zhao discovered that there was an extra person.

After the crowd, everyone was panicking. If Brother Feng could take out his phone and see everyone's face clearly at this time, he would definitely be able to find the eighth person. We missed the first chance. After the monster rushed, if

Everyone can stand still and not be frightened by it, and everyone will not be scattered. We missed the second chance."

The monkey sighed softly: "Although everyone was scared when the monster came, they didn't run away. Everything was because of the first person who ran away. He had this idea and disturbed our thinking. If

My prediction was good. The first person to escape should be the extra person. Just now I heard Xiaohui's scream. She was the second to escape and was closest to the person. This can also prove my truth from the side.

The guess was not wrong."

There was a wry smile on his face. It was one thing to guess correctly, but another thing to be afraid or not. Hiding alone in such a gloomy and terrifying environment, it felt like his back was cold: "The monster and the extra eighth person

Cooperate with each other, use deserter psychology and herd mentality to spread fear, break us up, and then defeat us one by one. Just to scare people, is it really necessary to rise to the level of strategy?"

The monkey is very smart, but he is also very timid. He never dares to go in and out of the laboratory alone in school: "I want to tell Brother Feng and the others the news quickly, and then meet them."

Taking out his mobile phone, the dim light of the screen shone behind him, and he suddenly shuddered: "Why did this puppet come to the stairs? Didn't I throw it on the corridor on the third floor?"

The monkey was afraid of attracting monsters, so he didn't dare to turn on the flashlight. He turned up the brightness of the screen and pointed it at the wall, where there was a tattered doll lying flat.

"Did someone accidentally kick it downstairs when we were running just now?" After thinking about it, the monkey could only come up with this explanation. There was a note stuffed in the rag doll's body and it didn't have any mechanical parts. It must be impossible.

Remote control: "It looks quite scary."

There is nothing particularly scary about this puppet except that it is a bit worn out, but if you look at it too much, you will get a strange feeling, as if it is alive.

The monkey himself felt baffled. He looked at the doll on the ground and felt that it was not a doll, but a pitiful and a little aggrieved little girl.

"It must be an illusion. I need to stay away from this thing. Playing in a haunted house is going to give me a psychological problem." Monkey dialed Brother Feng's phone number, and the phone rang in the corridor on the third floor.

"Is he on the third floor? Or did he accidentally drop his cell phone like Lao Zhao?"

The phone rang in the haunted house, and it inexplicably became more terrifying.

Monkey didn't hang up the phone, put his cell phone in his pocket, and quietly came to the third floor. He hid at the entrance of the corridor and looked in, and Brother Feng's cell phone was thrown on the corridor.

"Lao Zhao and Brother Feng don't have their mobile phones with them, so we can only try others." Monkey stood alone at the stairway on the third floor, looking at the empty corridor and the doors on both sides that were blown open and closed by the wind.

My legs were so frightened that they became weak.

He scrolled the screen frantically, looking for other people's phones, but at this moment, his phone vibrated and suddenly rang.

"Trouble! What's going on!" Looking down, someone called him: "Shi Ling? Why is she looking for me? Is she alone now?"

In front of girls, Monkey always behaves fearlessly, which is also a common problem among most passionate young people: "Shiling, have you separated from everyone? Where are you now? I'm going to find you."

"I'm locked in a room on the third floor. I didn't see the specific house number clearly. Come here quickly, something's not right with this room!" Shi Ling is a very quiet girl. At this time, her tone was urgent and she looked like she was about to cry.

Looking like this, I don’t know what happened to her.

"Tell me slowly, why were you locked in the house? The single rooms on both sides of the corridor should not be lockable, right?" Monkey said while walking in the corridor, trying to determine the location of Shi Ling through the sound.

"I didn't know either. Once you hide in and close the door, you can't open it again! And this room is different from other rooms. There are two puppets sitting side by side in the middle of the room!"

"Sitting?!" The monkey's hair stood on end at the mention of the puppets. He knew very well how evil the puppets in this haunted house were.

"Come quickly!" Shi Ling's voice gradually became sharper, as if she was on the verge of losing control.

"Right away! Stay away from those dolls first. Do as Heshan said before. Don't touch anything in the house. I doubt that doll..." Monkey suddenly stopped mid-sentence. He looked at himself blankly.

In front of him, half a meter away from his toes, lay a rag doll.

He almost resisted the urge to smash the phone and moved to the doll.

"With long hair and a painful and self-reproaching expression, he looks different from the puppet in the corridor. He feels much more mature than that one." After finishing speaking, Monkey himself opened his eyes wide: "What the hell, why can I transform from a puppet?"

So many things were analyzed on the puppets? Am I being frightened out of hallucinations? Or are the puppets too realistic? It always feels like they are like living people and have their own emotions."

"Now is not the time to think about this. As long as the puppets in front of me are different from the puppets on the stairs, it at least means that these puppets will not move on their own. Things have not yet reached the worst point. My top priority now is to rescue Shi

Bell." Shaking his head, Monkey cheered himself up: "I was purely scaring myself. If the puppet in the corridor chased me, how could she appear in front of me? She should have followed behind me.

Yes, it seems this is just a trick played by the owner of the haunted house, there is no need to be afraid at all."

After he finished speaking, he glanced behind him guiltily: "I'm just saying, there's no need at all..."
Chapter completed!