vncnus Chapter 40: A Terrifying Scream!
Chapter 40: A Terrifying Scream!
Chapter 40: A Terrifying Scream!
At that moment, the body's warmth was completely stripped away, and Da Xin's mind went blank.
At this moment, the fear in his heart was completely indescribable; he was utterly dumbfounded.
He stumbled back several steps, and before Da Xin could even catch his breath, he suddenly felt his back hit something.
The icy, bone-chilling touch made his entire body stiffen.
He mechanically twisted his neck, slowly looking behind him.
The next second, the waiter's wax figure appeared behind him at some point, its twisted, smiling face sticking out straight out, no more than a hand's width away from his nose.
The distance of a hand's width was just right, allowing Da Xin to see the entire face of him.
Meeting those empty, lifeless eyes, Da Xin's face turned deathly pale.
not like this.
He wasn't like that just now!
"Aa ...
A sharp scream instantly shattered the silence of the corridor.
In his extreme fear, Da Xin couldn't care less about anything else. He subconsciously pushed the wax figure of the waiter to the ground, and the silver plate fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The cooked head rolled all the way, hit a corner of the wall, and bounced back.
Tang Cao had no time to react to what was happening behind her before Da Xin grabbed her hand and dragged her away in another direction.
Da Xin was almost scared to death. Despite his big and burly appearance, he was actually very timid. He had never even watched a horror movie or played any escape room games in his life.
Even in such a terrifying situation, he still didn't forget to take Tangcao with him when he ran away.
In their panic, the two had no idea of a route. Da Xin just wanted to get out of this damned place and never come back.
The eerie music continued, and a series of complex sounds came from behind, sounding like tables and chairs being moved.
Da Xin didn't dare to turn his head. Hearing the commotion, he ran even faster.
"Stop running."
Tang Cao's voice rang out from behind, but Da Xin showed no sign of stopping. He continued running, stammering as he spoke.
"It moved! That thing moved! It moved, ahhh!!"
They ran for quite a distance, and Da Xin didn't know how long he had run, but the distance was definitely much longer than the way they entered the corridor.
Looking at the dark corridor that seemed to stretch on forever, Da Xin's heart sank to the bottom.
They were clearly running back, clearly following the same route as before.
Why?
Why haven't we seen that hall yet?
At the end of the corridor, there seemed to be a fog, making it impossible to see the road ahead.
Da Xin could only run along the route he remembered. The carpet beneath his feet became increasingly soft, as if he were stepping on the fur of some kind of creature.
The corridor was lined with tightly closed doors, the doorknobs rusted and looking unusable.
In the silence, only the sound of one's own breathing and footsteps could be heard, echoing in the narrow space, making one's heart pound.
"Stop running, something's not right here."
Hearing Tang Cao's voice, Da Xin couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Nonsense, lady! You're only just realizing something's wrong?
Da Xin initially thought his experience was a joke played on him by the staff. After all, he was a minor internet celebrity, so it was normal for them to play a prank on him secretly.
Maybe when I get scared and try to create some entertainment, those people will come out with cameras.
But to his utter surprise, this place was actually haunted!
He could swear that the strange waiter wax figure had definitely moved; it had come up to him on its own and secretly followed him!
Da Xin dared not stop. He didn't even dare to look closely at the paintings on the walls on both sides. The figures in those paintings had distorted expressions, as if they were observing him intentionally or unintentionally.
The noise behind him grew fainter and fainter, and Da Xin's strength was rapidly depleting. He slowed his pace, panting heavily.
"Huffing and puffing"
Leaning against the wall, Da Xin's hand, holding Tang Cao's, trembled uncontrollably.
In the past, he would have been overjoyed to have physical contact with such a beautiful girl.
But now, he had no such thoughts at all; he just wanted to get out of this wretched place as soon as possible.
"This place is terrifying, damn it, what the hell is going on?"
He muttered a curse under his breath and turned around with lingering fear, only to find that the corridor behind him was pitch black and he couldn't see very far.
"It seems we're no longer in that corridor, otherwise we would have already returned to that hall."
Patting his chest, Da Xin turned to look at Tang Cao.
"I'm telling you, this place is absolutely haunted, XX! Once I get out of here, I'm definitely going to expose this place!"
"You can't expose this place," Tang Cao couldn't help but say.
The latest novel is first published here!
"Why not expose it?"
Da Xin seemed to have heard a joke, and continued speaking while panting heavily.
"How novel! This place is haunted, miss! You saw it just now, didn't you? If I hadn't pulled you away quickly, we would both be dead there, believe it or not."
As he spoke, Da Xin suddenly caught a glimpse of the wall opposite him out of the corner of his eye.
There, hanging there is a retro oval-shaped hanging mirror.
I believe it.
At this moment, Tangcao spoke up.
But Da Xin's expression froze.
From his perspective, the mirror reflected both of their bodies perfectly, and he could even see his own face, distorted by fear.
However, Tangcao, who was opposite him, turned into a decaying, dried-up corpse in the reflection of the mirror.
Da Xin seemed frozen in place at that moment; even his breathing stopped.
His eyes moved with difficulty, and then he realized that the person he had been holding onto was a strange woman wearing the same school uniform as Tang Cao.
The other person had no eyeballs at all; their gaunt face had only two dark, hollow holes.
And at this moment, he was still holding the other person's hand.
I believe you.
The woman spoke again.
The voice was exactly the same as Tang Cao's, but Da Xin didn't see the other person's mouth move at all.
Pfft!
With a sudden movement, Da Xin collapsed onto the floor with a thud.
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rang out, and the corridor fell silent once more.
The woman stared calmly at Da Xin, who had completely lost consciousness, with two gaping eye sockets.
She then leaned forward slightly, her withered lips slowly opening, emitting a faint inhalation sound.
As she moved, wisps of blue smoke emanated from Da Xin's seven orifices.
A hint of satisfaction appeared on the withered face of the decaying woman.
My whole body was practically lying on top of the other person's body.
But what she didn't notice was...
Right behind her, on the oval-shaped vintage mirror.
A figure that had appeared out of nowhere was staring at her with a curious expression.
(End of this chapter)