Horror game: opening scare system

Suppressing the discomfort of smell, Zhao Feihu supported the bathtub with one hand, while reaching in with the other to feel for it.

Soon, he fished out a cylindrical object from inside.

"what is this?"

When Zhao Feihu came out with the things, Chang Song covered his nose, and by the dim light in the corridor, he could barely distinguish what was fished out of the bathtub.

"A flashlight, I don't know if it can be used."

Zhao Feihu shook it vigorously, and then pressed the switch on it.

After a "click", a dim light beam shot out from the flashlight.

Zhao Feihu shook the flashlight, and then said: "The light is a little small, but at least it will come in handy. At least it will be much safer when going downstairs."

"Damn it, what is it!?"

Suddenly, Li Lili screamed.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Feihu asked.

"There, there seems to be something there..." Li Lili trembled, stretched out a hand, and pointed to the end of the corridor where the window drawings were pasted, "Just now, there seemed to be a flashing figure there! "

Several people looked in the direction of Li Lili's finger and saw nothing strange.

"There's nothing, could it be your eyesight?" Chang Song asked suspiciously.

Zhang Xun narrowed his eyes at the side, suspecting that Chang Song's Chinese was not good enough.

I said it was just a flashing figure, how could it be still waiting for you to see it...

"I don't know..." Li Lili shook her head, "I did see a figure flashing there just now, it seemed to be hanging."

The ghost Li Lili saw by chance just now is still fresh in her memory. She doesn't think it's her hallucination, and she doesn't think there is something wrong with her mentality in this depressing environment.

"Brother Zhao, I saw it when the flashlight passed by just now! Do you want to try again?" Li Lili begged.

"You must be dazzled. Believe me, there is no need to use a flashlight!"

Chang Song patted his chest and said confidently.Apparently, he thought that Li Lili was a little nervous in an overly depressing environment, and he frightened himself.

"It's okay, just take a look at it, anyway, it won't delay anything." Zhao Feihu smiled, and then turned on the flashlight, shining it all the way to the end of the corridor.

As a result, the next moment, there was a scene that made the scalp tingle!

The light of the flashlight was extremely dim, and at the end of the blur, when the light hit the wall, a vague black figure appeared.

The shadow looked like a young man, with his feet hanging in the air and his limbs hanging down weakly. A black shadow like a rope was wrapped around the young man's neck, and the other end extended upwards until it reached the roof.

The hanged ghost stayed there quietly, not moving at all.

"Hiss!" Chang Song took a deep breath, feeling goosebumps all over his body, "There really are!?"

"Go and have a look." Zhao Feihu said.

The four of them walked slowly towards the ghost, staying vigilant on the way and not letting go of any trouble.But in fact, the only sounds that entered their ears were the chaotic and empty footsteps and heavy breathing of the four of them.

As everyone approached, the ghost image was no longer pure black like a silhouette, but under the light of the flashlight, it became clearer and even colored.

It was a thin young man wearing a white shirt and trousers. His complexion was pale, his cheeks were thin, as if he had been hungry for a long time, and his body was skinny. He looked like a refugee fleeing from famine, but he was extremely clean.

Several people came under the young man, raised their heads, looked at him, and were wondering whether he appeared suddenly for the purpose of scaring people, or as a reminder about the mission.

In addition, the ghost image cannot be seen without the light of the flashlight.From this point of view, regardless of whether the youth's ghost image is valuable or not, this flashlight can definitely be regarded as an important prop.

"Uh......"

There was a dry, coughing sound in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost of the youth opened his eyes.

On that bloodless face, the sclera was off-white, and the pupil was just a small black spot the size of a sesame seed.

Then, the young man struggled violently. He pulled the rope around his neck, and his legs kept flapping in mid-air.

"Dad! No, don't do that!"

A hoarse roar sounded like sawing wood from the young man's throat, his expression became ferocious, his eyes were tearing open, and after that, his body twisted irregularly, twitched twice in mid-air, and then disappeared.

Several people were silent after witnessing this weird scene, and even Zhao Feihu forgot to turn off the flashlight.

The scene just now was something the three adults had never seen before, or even something they would never encounter.

Perhaps for fans of horror elements, this scene has been seen countless times in horror games or movies and novels, but this is different from personal experience.

After facing the incomprehensible and weirdness that makes people feel chills, all they can feel is the chills in the back, which is a thrilling feeling from the back of the heels to the back of the neck!

However, among the current player team is Zhang Xun who doesn't know how to read the atmosphere at all.

During the period of silence, he has been reminiscing about the distorted body movements of the last young man. After thinking for a long time, he asked as if he wanted to listen to advice:

"Is this art form too advanced for human beings?"

......

Because of Zhang Xun's sudden interruption, the dignified atmosphere just now was broken, and the spirits of the three adults eased a little.

Li Lili patted Zhang Xun's head and said:

"Do you still know what art is?"

Zhang Xun nodded and said seriously: "Art is explosion."

Three adults: "..."

"Stop watching cartoons in the future." Chang Song said very seriously.

: Damn, the weird ghost image just now scared me so much that I didn't dare to breathe, but the treasure hunting sentence directly broke my defenses, god damn it is too advanced an art form! ?

: What are you?Is it true that treasure hunting is not afraid of anything? ?

: Upstairs, I have already called the police, you are going to drink tea.

: take away take away.

: Art is an explosion, treasure hunting must love clay and Patrick!

: To tell you the truth, treasure hunters like Vulcan cannons. (convinced)

Zhang Xun successfully mobilized the emotions of everyone inside and outside the arena, but this dungeon has not made him feel anything interesting until now.

Feel like a walking simulator with scary textures.

Follow the three of Zhao Feihu and continue down, hoping that the next dungeon will become more interesting.