Haunted Places Live

Seeing what he said, Lynch frowned slightly.But after all, he shrugged, "Well, if you must seek death, I won't stop you. It's just that when you face them and regret it, no one can save you."

Chu Yang nodded nervously, one can see the fear in his expression, "I... what should I do?"

"If you really think about it, go out from under the umbrella." Lynch also put away his smile, and looked at him with a provocative expression, as if he didn't believe that he would really commit such a suicide act Like, "The rest, it will be done naturally."

"You said it was cunning, would it go back on its word?"

"It fought against my friends just now, and it knew that if I released them, it would only result in a loss for both sides, so it agreed to negotiate. I told it that if it wants to go back on its word, I will release all the stars, but otherwise Besides, there is no other guarantee." Lynch looked at him solemnly, "If it suddenly decides to eat you right away, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you in time, so think carefully about whether you want to take this risk."

The color of the stars...does it refer to the parasites on his hands?

Chu Yang took a few deep breaths, his eyes looked at the disgusting sticky black mass, a cold and cunning chill like a swimming snake wandered around along the meridians.He knew that this was the last chance to regret, as long as he took a step, there was no way to turn back...

He absently handed the phone to Lynch, took a step outside the umbrella, and immediately felt a subtle change in the surrounding air.The sour and rotten smell was so strong that his stomach was overwhelmed, and nausea surged up his throat.Every cell in his body seemed to be screaming, urging him to flee. The indescribable beast-like fear of facing absolute ferocious danger stimulated his brain, and the adrenaline surged, making all his senses twitch. become more sensitive, seem to hear more sounds, and see more colors.He had to use all his strength to prevent himself from retreating under the umbrella as his instinct ordered him to do.

The hound remained motionless, not even chewing.Chu Yang could feel that it was staring at him.

He didn't know what it used to "see" him. It had no eyes, did it use sound like a bat, or use smell?Or... it has eyes all over its body, but the eyes are not a shape that humans can recognize?

He took another two steps forward, when the hound suddenly moved.

The thick black substance was clumped together, flowing with dense reflections, tumbling towards him.He saw many undigested human organs floating in the black waves. If death had an odor, it would probably be the sour smell of decomposed human beings.He was almost sure that the hound had repented and was going to eat him now, so he closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the unknown pain.

He felt something quickly entangled himself, starting from his ankle and spreading up layer by layer, but there was no pain.The feeling of being bound quickly spread to his waist. He felt his body lighten, as if he was being lifted up. The feeling of weightlessness shocked him. As soon as he moved his hands, his wrists and arms were also entangled layer by layer.He hurriedly opened his eyes, only to find that the hound was still spreading across the corner, but countless strips of black matter sprayed out from its body, entangled him layer by layer.He was like a bug caught in a spider's web, unable to move even a single finger.

At this moment, a black substance suddenly pounced on his face, he held his breath in panic, and felt that the foul-smelling black substance completely sealed his mouth and nose, and squeezed into his lips forcefully, like tar. The taste instantly filled his entire mouth, pouring into his throat and reaching deep into his lungs.Unprepared, he wanted to cough and vomit, his body kept convulsing, but he could only whine, tears poured out uncontrollably, and almost thought he was going to suffocate to death.

But suddenly in the next moment, all the restraints disappeared.He fell to the ground from mid-air, coughed in embarrassment, and then began to vomit profusely.The wine I drank at night and the undigested things in my stomach were all vomited out, with some black lumps mixed in.

He felt a hand gently stroking his back, as if trying to comfort him, Lynch's voice faintly entered his ears, "It's gone."

Chu Yang finally stopped vomiting, groaned a few times in pain, and wiped the dirt off his lips with his sleeve.He felt Lynch's gloves gently rubbing the corners of his eyes, helping him to wipe away his tears. He raised his head, looked at the corner of the ceiling first, and made sure that the hound was really gone, and then turned to see Lin Qi. Odd concerned face.He had never seen such a concerned expression on his face before.

"Isn't it just to get a dna...is it necessary to torment people like this?!" Chu Yang couldn't help but cursed.

Lynch couldn't help laughing, but there was a hint of worry in his expression, "I feel that it not only took away your dna, but also left part of it in your body... that's why you vomited." Come out with those black things."

After hearing this, Chu Yang felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, "What?! Didn't you say that you just need to give it the DNA?"

"It stands to reason that this is the case... hounds are not parasitic creatures, and they don't need the help of a human body to survive. They may do this as another kind of mark...not just a mark that intends to hunt you and eat you..."

"what is that?"

"I have to go back and look up the information to find out. I remember that the cases marked by hounds in this way are very rare. I'm not sure if it's because you are a multi-dimensional observer." Lynch sighed, "Now I know why You'll draw the Hound card."

Lin Qi supported Chu Yang to stand up. At this time, the atmosphere around them changed again, as if something sticky and heavy was suddenly cleared, and the air became light again, not as full of the smell of death as before. .Lin Qi put away the umbrella, supported Chu Yang to the elevator, and pressed the button leading to the fifth floor.Chu Yang adjusted his breathing, but the disgusting smell of tar in his throat did not go away, making him bend over and retch several times, but he couldn't vomit anything.At this time, Lynch was very considerate, fearing that his back would give him a smooth ride, and brushed away the sweaty hair on his forehead with his hands, wiping away the sweat stains.

"You really like to be brave." Lynch clicked his tongue, but his tone was quite gentle.

Chu Yang leaned against the elevator wall, finally recovering a bit.He smiled wryly, thinking that, on the contrary, his motive was precisely cowardice.

Because I dare not take more responsibility.

Arrived on the fifth floor, this time I opened the door, and there was no such sour smell anymore.Both of them breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the hound was afraid of the parasitic things in Lynch's hands after all, and did not break his promise.They soon found Owen and Sarah terrified in a guest room with a corroded lock. It is said that another hound had entered the room at that time. The two of them thought they were going to die.But suddenly it retreated quickly, and it didn't take long for Lin Qi and Chu Yang to find them.

They went back to the third floor and found the crazy woman who kept praying, told her that she was fine, told her to go to the lobby, and told the front desk to call the police.Lynch found a door with his pocket watch, led Chu Yang and the other three people in, and saw the ten people from 20 years ago still waiting there.Lynch told them that everything was fine and they could go back, but those people were still very hesitant, knowing that Elijah entered first to take a look and confirmed that everything was fine, and then they entered one file at a time.

Before closing the door, Chu Yang's eyes met with Elijah's, and the latter nodded to him and even smiled.

For some reason, Chu Yang felt that his smile was a bit meaningful...

After closing the door, Chu Yang looked at Owen and Sarah, who were already limp on the ground, but he didn't have any joy of surviving after the catastrophe.Silence spread between the four of them.

They discussed it briefly and agreed that it was better not to tell anyone about it.After all, no one would believe them even if they were told.They went downstairs together and found that it was already sunrise, and most of the onlookers had gone back to sleep, and the only one who was still guarding the door was George, the cleaning man.They simply prevaricated him, saying that it was haunted, and Lynch had subdued it.But George stared at Lynch and said in a low voice, "I know it's not that simple. This hotel... has never been simple. No matter who you are, please don't come here again."

Lynch didn't refute and argue, but just showed a slightly sinister smile.He leaned into Chu Yang's ear and whispered, "Remember to resign in the morning, if you need help, please contact me anytime."

After speaking, he left.

The next day, Chu Yang, Owen and Sarah submitted their resignations to Anna at the same time.The strange thing is that Anna didn't show much anger, but her expression was a bit complicated.Chu Yang suspected that someone must have told her what happened last night.

Did she, like George, know more than anyone else?But how much, he is not sure.

He has many doubts in his mind, but now he just wants to leave.The memory marked by the hound is like a nightmare, it seems so unreal, as if as long as you leave here, you can escape the nightmare.

Before leaving, he asked the front desk if Lynch was still there, and the front desk told him that Lynch had checked out and left.

So fast?

For some reason, Chu Yang felt a faint sadness in his heart.

He quickly packed his few luggage, put it in the trunk of his broken car, and slowly drove away from his home for a year.The snow-white lake quickly disappeared into the sea of ​​forests, and the atmosphere of the deep mountains gradually faded as the traffic on the expressway became more and more dense.

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Chu Yang's grandfather had an old house near Avenue [-] in Vancouver, which had been vacant since his death.Chu Yang spent most of his childhood here until his parents took him back to China to study in junior high school.Later, his parents died in a car accident, and his grandfather returned to China to take care of him for a few years, and arranged for him to go to university in Vancouver after graduating from high school.It's just that he also lived in the school dormitory after he went to college, and he seldom came back to this house.

He only came back again after Grandpa passed away last year.But he didn't want to continue to live here, because the memory was too heavy, and he couldn't breathe.

But now he can't afford the increasingly expensive rent in Vancouver, so he has to come back here.It was a well-behaved 60s American country-style two-story cottage with a basement full of sundries.The furniture is also full of a sense of age, and occasionally some Chinese-style tables, chairs and cabinets are mixed and matched, but now they have been covered with white cloth, and there is also a layer of dusty traces of time on them.

Chu Yang uncovered all the cloth, and the flying dust made him cough.He looked around and picked up a ceramic doll whose head kept shaking on the shoe cabinet.This doll was brought back by my grandfather from Russia, which was still called the Soviet Union. It has been placed here since he was born, and now the color is a little dim. Grandpa has passed away, but it still stays in place.

Every time he came back, he always felt that time was sealed in this room, as if grandpa would come down the steps in the next moment, holding a celadon teacup in his hand, and reading glasses that he hadn't taken off yet on the bridge of his nose.But rationally knew that grandpa would never walk down from there again.

Chu Yang tidied up the room briefly, but it was not spotless, but stopped when it was able to live.He bought some bread, milk, eggs and TV meals to add to the refrigerator, then lay down on the rattan sofa and looked up at the hammer of the grandfather clock above the fireplace.Time passed by every minute and every second, so fast that it seemed to be rushing to death.

Lynch said that people marked by hounds have only one month to live.And during this month, he will have all sorts of crazy symptoms.He wasn't feeling anything yet, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to think he could get away with it.

There are corners everywhere in this room.Not just the corners created by the layout of the room, but also by the old, heavy furniture.There was no way he could have removed all those horns.What's more, he doesn't want to be like the survivor Lynch said, hiding in a spherical room without corners for the rest of his life, waiting for death in fear.what's the point of living like that

He decided that if he wanted to die, he would at least die in this house full of childhood memories...

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