Thriller game in beta [unlimited]

"Shusha—" The peeling voice sounded on time.

It may have been in disrepair for a long time, and there was a bang bang sound caused by shaking at the position of the air vent. It seemed that the wind was blowing outside. Click" turning sound.

In the silence, all sounds were infinitely amplified, and the uneasiness was like a huge net, covering this small western-style building.

Sha Tang's mind went blank, he didn't think about anything, he just stared at the apple in his hand.

The peel is circle-shaped and gets longer and longer.

Thanks to the boring life in the hospital, his technical sophistication for peeling apples has increased exponentially.

The temperature in the study seemed to be still dropping, and the back of his hand was gradually turning purple, which was a sign of freezing.

His fingers seemed to be rusted, and it was very difficult to move them, but he couldn't stop the movement, it was getting colder and colder, Sha Tang's body began to tremble unconsciously, the tip of his nose was a little red, and his index finger trembled.

The study is a closed space, except for the door, there is only one palm-sized ventilation window, so there is no wind, but Sha Tang feels a faint air lingering in his ears.

The room was quiet, and the candle flame danced silently, like a writhing golden python. The shadow projected on the wall seemed to have life, moving near and far away, struggling to get off the wall.

Light and shadow staggered, the candle burned faster and faster, candle tears flowed down in streams, and the burnt smell became more intense in the small study.

There seemed to be something silently watching in the dark corner where the candlelight did not shine, and Sha Tang smelled a faint smell, which seemed to be the smell that had no source in the living room on the first floor when he first came here.

There was a strange sound at the door, as if there were footsteps pacing back and forth, but it didn't seem like it, the sound was soft and heavy.

After a while, the door lock "clicked" lightly, and the man was trying to open the door with the key.

The doorknob was pushed down, but not pushed open, the sound of keys colliding with each other jingled, the man seemed to be changing the key, and there was another "click" sound from the door lock.

There is a key... Could it be Chen Nanjia?

No, it's not quite like it. Chen Nanjia gave him the feeling that he was a local NPC, not to mention that he accurately stated his life value of [-] days. It can be said that this man's acting skills are really good.

I silently denied the most likely option in my heart, and appeared in the deserted small mansion at twelve o'clock in the morning, with a key in my hand, who could it be, a person or...

A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead and fell into his eyes. Sha Tang blinked quickly, staring at the apple for a long time without moving, the soreness in his eyes was like eating a lemon.

The light was too dark, and the mirror could only vaguely see his facial features. It was clearly his own face, but it seemed so strange. Those eyes seemed to be sizing him up intentionally or unintentionally. A chill rose from his back, and he couldn't help but slap a cold war.

Time is infinitely slowed down, the sound of the beating heart is heavy and fast, and the night seems to be getting darker and darker.

The apple in his hand was cut in half, and his shoulders suddenly sank, as if something was lying on his shoulders. The thing was getting heavier and heavier. Sha Tang bent slightly to try to relieve the almost unbearable weight.

"Crunch—" the bones were overwhelmed and protested, and the sore feeling gradually became stronger.

The sound of unlocking the lock gradually became hurried, and the people outside became visibly impatient, "哐! 哐!" It sounded like a kick on a wooden door.

Soon, soon!

Sha Tang didn't dare to be distracted, his hands were still moving steadily, the apple peel spun downward, the sound of the impact outside the door and the pressure on his shoulders were like a death knell at midnight, hitting his heart again and again.

There was a moment of dizziness in front of my eyes, the afterimages of Apple intertwined and overlapped, my fingertips turned blue and white due to too much force, and the sound of breathing gradually became louder.

The candle flame flickered more and more, and at a certain moment, Sha Tang felt that it was about to go out, bringing the world back to darkness.

The apple peel bounced slightly with the movement of the fingertips, and it was so fragile that it could be broken without using force.

Fast, fast, two laps to go.

The figure in the mirror swayed with the flickering candlelight, the facial features were faintly visible, the mirror image became a little blurred, and gradually became clear after a while, as if it had its own consciousness, the eyebrows twitched slightly, and the corners of the mouth slowly grinned...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The people outside began to slam the door angrily, the huge impact echoed in the study, and Sha Tang could see dust flying around the candlelight.

There is one final lap left in the apple peel, and it only takes a blink of an eye to complete.

At this moment, the wooden door slammed heavily on the wall, and the loud sound was played back in the small western-style building. The wind passed through the unshielded door opening, and the French books on the desk flipped, revealing the prints inside. postcard.

Two-thirds of the white candles were burning on the frenzied volume of the wind, and the candle flickered twice unwillingly, and then went out.

"Click" the apple peel fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, Sha Tang's body subconsciously left the seat and rushed towards the bookcase on the left.

This location is very hidden, it is an angle formed between the bookcase and the wall, just enough to hide a person's space, and it is not easy to find if you don't pay attention, this is the hiding place he has chosen long ago.

Without the candlelight, the study fell into darkness again. In the night without lights and moon, I couldn't see my fingers.

"Click-"

The door was gently closed, and after the brief sound of the door lock being handed over, the study room was eerily quiet.

Sha Tang held her breath, fearing that the sound of her breathing would reveal her position, and her violent heartbeat almost jumped out of her chest.

Who is it!

"Ta...Ta...Ta..." There were footsteps without any cover, and the other party seemed to enjoy this silent fear very much. He walked slowly in the study room, occasionally stopping suddenly, and the keys collided with each other and made a "crash" sound.

He seemed to be very familiar with the layout of the study, and even in such darkness, he didn't bump into anything or make any noise.

This sound of footsteps is very strange, wearing cloth shoes, heavy and stuffy, it should be a man, the footsteps are light and heavy, his legs and feet have injuries or old diseases, and they have never appeared in their group, this is an unknown existence!

Sha Tang secretly analyzed in his heart, knowing that he could not hold on for long, he held his breath in a hurry, and when people are nervous, the oxygen consumption will increase, but after such a short time, he already felt that stars were beginning to appear in front of him.

It is really difficult to wait passively like this, and we must wait for an opportunity to break through.

Taking a light breath, the pain in the lungs eased slightly, and the eyes gradually adapted to the darkness. Although they still couldn't see clearly, they could barely see a little outline when they listened to the movement and looked over.

Silently squeezed the peeled apple in his hand, it was the only thing on his body that could be used as a weapon, just now it was too hasty, the knife did not know where it went, and he was not even sure whether Jingxian had successfully invited him, The moment the candle was extinguished, the knife in his hand also turned to his head.

It doesn't feel like a success, because the Mirror Fairy hasn't appeared yet.

"Are you... are you looking for me?" A cold voice sounded beside his ears, a cold hand brushed his neck, and the heaviness on his shoulders seemed to have an answer at this moment.

Some people say that ghosts are weightless. In fact, this is only for the existence of kindness. Those evil ghosts that are full of malice are even heavier than living people. Some people are entangled by these things, and slowly lose weight. He was bent over, unable to stand up straight again, and carried the invisible monster on his back until his death.

on the back!

Sha Tang gasped, the hairs all over his body exploded, a stream of blood rushed straight to his head, and his head buzzed.

It would be difficult to attract people's attention if the sound of gasping was placed at other times, but in the current situation of absolute silence, the location was revealed almost instantly.

"Got you!"

The person who had been silent since entering the door finally spoke. His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against old tree bark, which made people get goosebumps just listening to it.

Like a monster smelling blood, the man was very excited and his breathing became heavy.

The study room is not big, the man only needs four to five steps to reach him, Sha Tang tried his best to ignore the evil spirit on his back, stretched his body slightly, and the breakout was imminent!

Cold sweat ran down the forehead, wet the temples, and in the darkness, the silhouette got closer and closer.

The man seemed to be immersed in this silent torture, even though he knew the location, he was not in a hurry, and even slowed down, playing very badly with his prey in the dark.

"You promise me one thing, I can help you kill that person..."

The evil spirit on his back murmured in his ears, his hoarse voice carried a creepy smile.

Sha Tang felt something sharp pierced into the skin of his neck, warm liquid flowed out from the pierced place, and a ghastly coldness flowed to his limbs along the broken blood vessels, his body seemed to be It was petrified, so stiff that he couldn't move, and the cold sweat dripped down, wet Sha Tang's underwear.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. He took a deep breath, his nails dug into his flesh hard, his lips were almost bleeding from the bite, and he nodded with difficulty. The weight on his back suddenly lightened a lot, and his body It also seems to be active.

He took two deep breaths, and the evil ghost's leisurely voice sounded in his ears: "Help me find the murderer, kill my murderer."

Sha Tang turned his head in surprise, wanting to see the owner of the voice, but when he turned his head halfway, he suddenly stopped moving.

"You are careful." The evil ghost seemed to find it a little funny, and there was a three-point smile between his words.

This kind of tone dilutes the terrifying atmosphere a lot, and it also clears Sha Tang's mind a lot, "Okay, then you get rid of this lunatic first, or I can't help you!"

He pointed to the man who suddenly stopped in the darkness and was no longer approaching.

The cold fingertips lightly brushed the slender neck, and seeing a fine pimple appear on the skin, the evil ghost burst out laughing.

"Yang Ming, light the candles!" The ghost's voice suddenly had an inexplicable vitality, as if from this moment on, it was no longer a wicked ghost, but a man of flesh and blood.

As soon as the words fell, the dark study room lit up with a little light, the warm orange candlelight dispelled the darkness, and the coldness behind him also went away.