Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

"Xiaojun, do you still remember my voice?"

When he first met Xiaojun, Jiang Ye was stunned.

The dark child in front of me is more like a black statue in a scenic tourist area than a human being.

Even the clothes and hair are black.

Is this really Xiaojun?

Looking back at the other three sites, although the painting styles are all strange, only Xiaojun is clearly visible.

But this first site happened to be the other way around.

While thinking about it, the adults and children over there also started talking.

Jiang Ye found the opportunity, stepped forward, and joined in the chat with a smile.

"I was here last time, and now I've helped you bring your mother back. Can we have a chat together?"

"I remember you, big brother."

Xiaojun looked at Jiang Ye and bowed obediently: "Thank you, big brother, for bringing mom back."

Then, he looked at his mother and asked carefully:

"Mom, can we ask my brother to come in and sit for a while?"

The woman looked at Jiang Ye, and Jiang Ye looked at the woman and smiled.

The woman rolled her eyes. Is there anything wrong with this guy? He bought her back just to chat with Xiaojun?

What is there to talk about with this kid?

"Whatever you want." She said nonchalantly.

"Great!"

Where Xiaojun's face used to be his mouth, a small hole opened and closed.

At this time, the arc of the hole became larger, and it seemed to be smiling.

"Brother, let's go in."

The three of them entered the house one after another, and Jiang Ye helped "help" the woman in.

Xiaojun turned around frequently and looked at it curiously. The clothes on his mother were really strange.

……

The room was dark.

As soon as Xiaojun came in, he almost blended into the darkness around him.

With the light coming in from the doorway, I could barely see the outline of the furniture in the room.

Unlike the appearance of this house, which looks like a child's painting, the layout inside the house is ordinary and detailed.

Light-colored sofas, coffee tables, and TV sets.

Further inside, there is a large dining table with a cylindrical chandelier above.

It can be seen that it has been decorated with care.

However, it seems that no one has cooked in the house for a long time.

There are snack bags on the coffee table and in the trash can.

There is also a bad smell in the air.

Can't tell what it is.

It seemed like it hadn't been ventilated for a long time, and it seemed like something was rotting in the darkness.

"Brother, please sit down for a while."

Xiaojun ran into the kitchen and was busy working.

Jiang Ye looked around the room and placed the woman on the sofa.

The woman seems to have an air of arrogance.

Put her on the sofa and she leaned on it on her own.

Lazy and not paying attention to the things around him.

If it weren't for the black and white "bandage" wrapped around her body, her movements and expression would have a different charm.

Soon, Xiaojun came out of the kitchen with two glasses of water.

Carefully placed it in front of the two of them.

"Mom, big brother, drink water."

"Thank you." Jiang Ye took a look at the water glass and saw that the water was normal.

After sitting in the living room for a while,

Jiang Ye spoke, "Xiaojun, what do you usually play at home?"

Xiaojun seemed to be very interested in this topic. The hand hanging by his side pinched the hem of his clothes nervously, "Do your homework, read, draw..."

He said, looking at his mother next to him, "And playing with toys."

It had been a long time since he had been able to talk to someone like this.

Toy?

Jiang Ye's eyes flashed, "I also like to play with toys. What toys do you like to play with?"

"Come, I'll take you to see it."

Xiaojun came closer, carefully and tentatively, took Jiang Ye's hand and walked towards the bedroom.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, the little black hands clenched tighter.

"Brother, I have many, many toys that my parents bought for me. They are so fun."

"Cars, small planes, butterflies, cabins..."

As he walked, he whispered to Jiang Ye, as if he was sharing his happiness with his friends.

Even his steps became much more brisk.

The further inside, the darker the light becomes.

Squeak——

After the bedroom door was opened, it was even darker inside.

The light from the window seems not to come in.

Jiang Ye couldn't help but ask: "Can you turn on the light?"

"Yeah, lights!"

Xiaojun was stunned for a moment, as if he had just come to his senses, he patted his head, "I even forgot there was a light..."

He muttered to himself, stood on tiptoe at the door, and touched it for a long time.

click -

light is on.

The bedroom suddenly became clear.

Very ordinary room.

One and a half meters wide bed, desk, wardrobe.

Above the bed, a very conspicuous picture frame hangs.

About half a meter long, the silver-white frame is engraved with exquisite patterns.

In the photo, there is a newlywed couple wearing formal wear.

The man is elegant and the woman is delicate.

The two looked in the direction of the camera together, smiling brightly.

Among them, the face of the woman was exactly the same as the woman Jiang Ye bought from the terminal store.

watch carefully,

You will find cracks on the glass on the surface of the photo frame, and the photos inside are also a little wrinkled.

It was as if it had been torn apart and then glued back together.

Jiang Ye quickly scanned the things in the room.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came over me.

For no reason, Jiang Ye's hair stood on end.

He was frightened and lowered his head, only to see Xiaojun standing there, motionless.

He looked in the direction of Xiaojun's head and saw a mirror.

In the mirror, a dark figure was reflected.

"Big brother,"

Xiaojun opened his mouth, and the dark figure in the mirror also opened his mouth.

The holes in the face open and close.

Xiaojun moved closer to the mirror, as if to see clearly the person inside.

Inside and outside the mirror, two dark figures almost overlapped.

They stared at each other.

"Brother, who is inside?"

"Why does he look like this?"

Xiaojun was very confused.

The temperature in the bedroom plummeted.

Jiang Ye's head was pounding. He looked at everything in front of him. It was clear that nothing had changed, but his brain kept reminding him:

Danger!Danger!Danger!

run!

Almost instinctively, Jiang Ye turned around and ran away.

But the next second, the whole room suddenly started spinning.

The walls and furniture were all twisted into whirlpools. Even Jiang Ye's body when he ran out became twisted.

in the whirlpool,

Dark faces appeared in all directions like slices.

The holes in the face open and close.

"Brother, who is that?"

"Why does he look like this?"

"it's wired."

"Brother, who is that?"

"Why does he appear in the mirror?"

"Who is that?"

……

Jiang Ye seemed to be trapped in a scroll of painting, but when his scissor hands stabbed out, what he encountered was a real and hard wall.

Before he could make a move, his vision suddenly went dark.

……

woo woo woo woo--

The sound of wind when the train is moving is like hypnotic white noise music.

There were only three figures in the empty carriage.

One lay half-naked and unconscious on the seat,

One was tied up and mummified.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

The mummy turned over in her sleep and rolled to the ground.

In the silent carriage, this loud noise seemed to be a signal.

The young man who was sleeping against the wall of the carriage suddenly opened his eyes.