My House Of Horrors
4: Surprise Reward
It seemed that the toilet window was not closed because Chen Ge could feel a cold wind entering the room. It was like an invisible hand rubbing past his face.
Toilet cubicle doors creak when moved by the wind. The water that had gathered at the corner of the ceiling fell to the floor, causing the insects to scatter. The sound made Chen Ge feel like they were crawling all over his skin.
All kinds of sounds were amplified by the general silence, which would increase the anxiety in most people, but not in Chen Ge, who was not, yang had been trained to have a strong heart since he was young and had a slightly slower than normal sense of perception.
He cleared his mind to focus on counting down time.
About twenty minutes had passed, and for some reason, Chen Ge could feel the temperature of the room drop like someone had put some solid blocks of ice around him, causing him to shiver involuntarily.
Calm yourself! Don't think about it too much and scare yourself! Only ten minutes remain; Chen Ge, you can do this! There was a strange stream of wind flowing beside his ears like something was encircling him. He clutched his hands so tightly that the veins on their backs protruded, but his body seemed petrified into a motionless silence.
"Chen Ge, Chen Ge, Chen Ge ..."
He kept muttering to himself. Just five minutes away, Chen Ge could tell that the flickering candlelight had been extinguished, and there seemed to be another presence in the darkness calling out his name.
An echo? Impossible!
"Ge Chen ..." The voice seemed to be calling out to him, and it felt urgent like there was something important to tell him.
The voice seemed to be coming from outside the door, should I go to take a look? However, immediately, Chen Ge rejected this thought from his mind. The rules were explicit; he was asked to stand in front of a mirror and do nothing else.
He continued the countdown in his heart, and the voice beside his ear began to shrill. He was now convinced that someone else was calling his name, and that person was standing outside the toilet door.
That person sounded very urgent, but I was the one playing this game, so why did they sound so rushed? It's clearly a trap, a con man like that. Chen Ge lowered her lips in disapproval. The setting and atmosphere are not bad, but unfortunately, the scare tactics are too easy and simple.
For the last three minutes, there was a shrill sound coming out of the toilet door like someone scratching their nails or biting their teeth. The door creaked as if it would open at any moment.
For the last three minutes, there was a shrill sound coming out of the toilet door like someone scratching their nails or biting their teeth. The door creaked as if it would open at any moment.
1,798 seconds, 1,799 seconds, 1,800 seconds! The half-hour limit rose; all voices disappeared at once, and silence reigned supreme.
To prevent miscalculation, Chen Ge did not immediately open his eyes. He counted an additional three hundred before he retreated, placed both his hands on his chest, and opened his eyes.
The candles in the toilet had been extinguished, and the place was dark. For some reason, Chen Ge felt that something had changed. He lit a flashlight, and when the light appeared once again in the narrow area, he was stunned.
The mirror in front of him was filled with cracks, and a few shadows of him stared back at him. It looked extremely hallucinogenic, but the thing that gave it even greater fear was the appearance of a broken puppet in front of the mirror!
Eyes made of studs glow, and a patchy body filled with cotton. The doll was not a new item at all, but it had a special meaning to Chen Ge; it was his first creation and something left in the place of his parents' disappearance.
The doll was leaning against the mirror as if trying to stop the thing in the mirror from coming out.
"Wait, but the toilet door is locked, how did you get in? Through window? No wait, the bigger problem is how you move yourself!"
Chen Ge felt her world was falling apart; she needed time to process the situation. The man and the puppet were locked in this gaze for about three minutes before Chen Ge felt even more like himself again.
For some reason, it felt like the doll's button eye seemed to be following her. Chen Ge's lips moved involuntarily as she looked at her puppet.
She gave the doll a wide bed to pick up the phone next to her.
"Thank God, I'm smart enough to prepare for this."
The phone is done recording. Chen Ge made a second copy before starting to look through the video.
The video quality is not very good. The single candle flame danced in the darkness, and while Chen Ge in front of the mirror looked somewhat cautious, Chen Ge in the mirror looked strangely comfortable.
The first ten minutes were fine, but things started to turn weird in the 11th minute.
The sound of the wind was not captured by the phone, but one could see the cubicle door moving in the video.
Then the video was interrupted by white noise. It was the most curious video, but for some reason, it was strangely frightening. Perhaps this is the inherent fear of man for darkness and the unknown.
As the video continued to play, Chen Ge's face became increasingly pale. He vividly remembers that he did not move when his eyes closed, but in the video, he sees his body slowly leaning forward like he is trying to lean into a mirror.
At the twenty-five minute mark, his upper body was already at a seventy degree angle, and the tip of his nose almost touched the surface of the mirror.
A few seconds later, without any warning, spidery crevices began to form in the mirror. It even caused Chen Ge's heart to beat fast. Then, the most unbelievable thing happened. Chen Ge's expression on the mirror changed. He grinned wickedly as he slammed into the mirror!
Right at that moment, the candle went out and the video ended.
Due to the camera angle, the video did not show any scenes related to the doll, and Chen Ge himself had no idea what had actually happened in the past five minutes.
"From the things in sight, the thing in the mirror wanted to come out, but was stopped by this doll? Then, the doll saved me?"
Chen Ge took the doll from the table and asked in a serious tone, "Can you understand me? Do you know what happened to my parents?"
Of course, the puppet did not reply, but its button eyes seemed to glow in the dark.
He held the doll in his hand and turned to look at the toilet door. Scared out, he shrank under one of the windows and pulled out his phone. The mission's success message was waiting for him.
"It must be said that you are very lucky. Congratulations on completing the Nightmare Mission! Get Mission Rewards — Elementary Skills: Mortis Face Makeup."
"Make-up Mortician: I hope you will treat this talent with the respect it deserves. Unlike beauty make-up, a mortician only deals with the make-up of the dead. Your hand breathes life into the apparition of death, bringing them eternal beauty ."
"The First Nightmare Mission is complete, unlocking the title: Newcomer in Nightmare City. Earn additional rewards: Opening Trial Missions for 1 Star, Midnight Murder scenarios! Completion of this Trial Mission will add this scenario to your Haunted House!"
Looking at the message on the screen, Chen Ge thought to himself, the success of Haunted House has a lot to do with a good make-up artist. Be it actors or props, they need make-up artists to bring them to life, a good make-up artist can easily create an authentic effect to add to the overall scare factor.