☆, Chapter 21 The Little Lamb in the Haunted House, Part 2

After all, Xu Wang, Lao Er, and the other two were involved in the entire construction of Phase 2. Even without the dolls, those two scenes would have scared the hell out of the construction team. Now with the dolls, hehehe.

The second brother couldn't control his emotions and laughed like a barbell.

As for Wu Tianren and the other six who had entered the haunted house, they had not yet felt the horror of the haunted house, and were even complaining about the old-fashioned setting.

Unlike the straightforward approach of the first episode about the human-skin doll, the second episode about the boys' dormitory has a background setting.

At the entrance, a worn-out tape recorder squeaked out the outline of the relevant story.

"It was all ten years ago. I was a freshman at the time, and I happened to be assigned to this dormitory. After that, I noticed that everyone—my classmates, seniors, even the counselors and dorm wardens—started looking at me in strange ways."

"I didn't understand it at first, and thought they were jealous of my benefits. But a week later, I found that my roommates had also become very strange. I felt like they were not human beings."

The dim vision and the noisy voice-over make the content sound dull at first, but it is the type that becomes more and more terrifying the more you think about it. However, for people who are used to all kinds of novelty nowadays, it is not so interesting.

Even the idle people who were watching Wu Tianren's live broadcast couldn't help but laugh at this setting.

"Is this the legendary monologue? Hahahahahahahahaha, it's actually a recording and not a video playback. Is it so old-fashioned?"

"They probably don't have money. If they did, why would they open a haunted house in a place like this?"

"This is an 800-year-old trick, and this haunted house is open to three-year-olds. I can't help it. I'm dying of laughter."

The livestream was buzzing with complaints about this monologue. Wu Tianren and the others were equally enraged. He even felt a bit of sympathy for Yu Jiuyin, thinking this beautiful woman was truly a fool. Even if Xu Wang was broke, he wouldn't have needed the money to build a haunted house. So what kind of thing had he built? Even haunted houses from eight hundred years ago weren't this shabby.

"Okay, let's just take a walk and get out." It was really boring, Wu Tianren said to his companions with a chuckle, and then walked in. Several of his companions also thought so.

But when they walked through the corridor used as a buffer, they suddenly felt a not-so-pleasant feeling the moment they entered the topic.

Unlike the simplicity of the passage, the scene after entering is a completely different world.

It truly was a miniature version of the men's dormitory. On either side of the long corridor, the doors of the various dormitories were arranged in a row. Wu Tianren and the others pushed on each one, but none of them would open. Only the door at the back, numbered 444, worked.

"Another boring old joke." The others were used to it, and Wu Tianren, the leader, walked in first. But when the fourth person entered, the door suddenly slammed shut. As the door slammed shut, a faint fishy smell began to permeate the room, like a pile of aged salted fish, making one nauseated.

"What the hell is that smell?" Wu Tianren, completely oblivious to the group's disbanding, was overcome by the smell of salted fish, feeling like he was about to vomit. He looked around the room again, and it was just an ordinary university dormitory.

There were four tables to the left and right of the entrance, and two bunk beds by the window. They looked quite old. Perhaps to depict the most ordinary life in the men's dormitory, there was a bulging, long object under the covers on three of the beds.

Wu Tianren walked over, lifted the quilt, and immediately laughed.

“This stuff is serious”

The others laughed along. The thing inside the quilt wasn't even a dummy, but a mere paper figurine. It resembled the boy and girl used in old-fashioned burials, its garishness like the junk given away at a funeral shop during a sale.

Seeing this, the four of them became even more careless and turned to search the rest of the room. However, what they didn't see was that the faces of the paper figures, which were upside down on the quilt, were slowly turning 180 degrees, and the corners of their bright red mouths were twisted into a cold smile.

The temperature in the room suddenly became cold.

"Don't you feel a little cold?" One of the men in shorts was the first to react.

"It's okay, haunted houses have stronger air conditioning," the others said nonchalantly. But the man in shorts felt more and more uneasy. He kept thinking there was something rustling in the room, like a big rat.

"Something's not right." He nervously turned his head to look, only to be met with a pale face behind him. It was the one on the upper bunk to his right. The dummy that was supposed to be lying on the bed had suddenly moved, silently poking its head out from the upper bunk and pressing against his back. When he turned around, their faces were pressed against each other. Looking through the empty eye sockets, he saw a pair of dead fish eyes with only the whites of their eyes.

"Fuck you!" The man was so scared that his voice changed. He raised his hand and slapped the paper man away.

But other people couldn't feel his fear and even teased him deliberately, "Is it really possible that this broken thing can scare you like this?"

"Really? I'm telling you, this paper figure is alive. It just moved on its own."

"So what if it moved? It's just a puppet show setting. No big deal," another person casually explained. However, as he spoke, he felt something was wrong. He felt something beneath his feet tug at his ankle.

He looked down and saw a man's hand.

"Dude, this is boring." Thinking it was a staff member, the man pulled hard with his backhand, trying to pull out the staff member dressed as a ghost to scare him. But he fell to the ground with a "thump". Looking at the arm in his hand, his heart trembled.

Just look at what he is holding in his hand. It is not the arm of the person he just saw, but half of the head of a paper man.

"Look, this is just ordinary paper. It can be torn into pieces easily. What's so scary about it?" The man pretended to be calm, crumpled up the paper man's face and threw it aside.

"Forget about that, just find a way out. What's going on in this room? It's disgusting," Wu Tianren muttered irritably, then wiped the sweat from his forehead fiercely. He had felt cold when he first came in, but now it was scorching hot. The problem was, for some reason, the smell of salted fish in the room was getting stronger and stronger.

"Mr. Wu, here is a diary"

"Open it quickly and see if there is any way out."

"Let me see," the man took it and began to read.

"X year X month X day, the first day of university registration. I was assigned to a new dormitory. However, my roommates all hated me. They whispered that I was old-fashioned and said that the salted fish I brought from my hometown smelled like garbage and asked me to throw it away."

"On x/x/x, something happened during military training. A girl died suddenly, reportedly from heatstroke. My roommates and I said salted fish is a good thing and can replenish salt. They laughed at us again. Haha, what do they know?"

"On x/x/x, my grades were poor and I couldn't keep up with my college courses. But my roommates were fine. I didn't believe I was stupid. I thought I could be like them if I ate more fish."

"On x-month-x-day of x-year, I bought 30 kilograms of salted fish. I spent all my living expenses for this month. But I don't regret it. I think this is great."

"On x/x/x, someone from the next door dormitory came over and said a teacher would be checking the hygiene the next day and asked me to clean my dorm. I felt like he was being overly demanding because my dorm was already spotless."

The diary content ended here, and Wu Tianren and the other three were all confused.

“What is written on this?”

"I don't quite understand it. All I know is that this room once housed a rather unsophisticated college student who loved eating salted fish."

"This is nonsense, don't you smell such a strong fishy smell?"

"But Mr. Wu, don't you think it's strange that he would have so much salted fish here? Thirty kilograms is really a lot. Even if he ate it every day, it would probably take him a year. And what did he mean by saying the dormitory was especially clean? It seems his previous roommates were disgusted by him eating salted fish. Why are they silent now that he has a room full of it? Isn't that strange?"

"Don't worry about it, let's find a way out first. This damn place is really weird." Wu Tianren became more and more panicked and couldn't help but urge.

"Yeah." The other three agreed with his idea. But after searching for a long time and finding nothing, they finally set their sights on the iron bed.

"Do you think it might be under the bed or behind it?"

“Possibly”

As the four of them were talking, they prepared to move the bed to check. However, the weight of the bed was beyond their expectations, and they couldn't move it even after trying for a long time.

"Hey, come here and give me a hand. I didn't see you two where I went before." The man in shorts who had been complaining about the cold saw two figures standing at the dormitory door from afar. He thought they were his companions who came in together, so he simply asked them to help move the bed.

But the two men seemed not to hear them and still stood there with their backs to them.

"Hey, what are you standing there for?" One of the bad-tempered ones went up and kicked the two men. But when his feet landed on their backs, he felt something was wrong.

It doesn't feel like the flesh of a human butt, but more like a ball of paper.

The man with the paper was suddenly startled and subconsciously tried to run back, but was suddenly grabbed by the arm.

"Don't go!" The paper figurine's head mechanically twisted 180 degrees, looking at the man from an extremely strange angle. Meanwhile, another fake face, also with a strange smile, inched closer. Finally, like a mask, it firmly fastened to his face.

"Let me go, let me go." The man's face was covered with snot and tears. After being completely covered with paper, the feeling of being suffocated made him collapse.

But this is just the beginning, because next, all the paper people came to life.

The man in shorts, who had been the first to be tricked, was also caught in the trap. The paper figurine he had dismissed had unknowingly gotten off the bed. Like close brothers, the paper figurine's hand grasped the man's, and they both stood beside the bed. The paper figurine, with a grin on its face, pulled a dead fish, its eyes white, from its stomach. It slowly tore the fish into pieces, pried open the man's mouth, and slowly stuffed the fish into his stomach.

"Is this a big deal?" Wu Tianren and the remaining person were also shocked by the sudden change before their eyes. They swallowed hard and kept backing away from the corner, not daring to take their eyes off their two companions.

Wu Tianren’s live broadcast room also exploded because of this scene.

“This is really not a script, right?”

"This haunted house is so bold, aren't they afraid of getting complaints?"

"No, that's not right. There really are ghosts. You don't find it strange that a paper figure can move like a human and feed fish. You saw it too. The paper figure is empty inside. It's not a living person acting as a ghost."

The details in the comments were terrifying. However, Wu Tianren and the others in the haunted house were frightened to tears.

In the dormitory, the originally bright incandescent light suddenly flashed twice, and then Wu Tianren in the room felt someone patted his shoulder.

"What the hell are you doing?" Thinking it was his remaining companion who did it, Wu Tianren was frightened and turned around to curse him. But then he was met with the terrified face of the man next to him.

"Mr. Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, look at your shoulders."

"What's wrong?" Wu Tianren instinctively felt something was wrong and looked over his shoulder following his gaze. There he saw a bloody child's palm print.

"This is just a gimmick, right?" Wu Tianren smiled awkwardly. "This guy made the fake blood look pretty realistic."

He was nervous, but he couldn't show his fear while livestreaming, so he had to use this method to relieve his fear. The remaining person also felt a chill running down their spines, agreeing that this haunted house was a bit eerie and they needed to find a way out. However, the door was locked, leaving him with no other options but to search for another exit within the room.

"This haunted house is so small, the door can't be underground, right?" The more clues I have, the more anxious I become. The oppressive feeling brought by the small space becomes more and more intense.

Tick, tick, that's the sound of the faucet not being turned off completely.

"There are other rooms here." The man was immediately excited and followed the sound to find it. As soon as he turned around, he saw Wu Tianren with his head down, following them with difficulty.

"Mr. Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"I, I have something on my back."

"What"

"I said, there's something on my back." Wu Tianren suddenly raised his voice, as if he was angry. The moment he looked up, the thing pressing on his neck was clearly visible.

He was a handsome boy with a baby-haired face and a pale face. His hands were pinching Wu Tianren's neck, and bright red blood was flowing from his palms to Wu Tianren's neck.

"What the hell is this?" The last person was completely scared to death. He screamed and tried to hide away quickly.

But Wu Tianren tried his best to get closer to him, wanting him to help him take the thing off his shoulders.

"Come and play." The ghost doll on Wu Tianren's shoulder opened its mouth evilly, and its sharp white teeth were so neat that it made people tremble.

"Brother Wu, Young Master Wu, Grandmaster Wu, I beg you, please don't come over here!" The man was truly frightened. But at this very moment, the previous voiceover suddenly sounded again. But this time, the words were very short, only a short paragraph.

"I heard that you should replenish what you lack. My brain doesn't work well, so I eat more brains. Those who laughed at me will shut up forever."

Shit, why didn't they say such important information upfront? According to this statement, the other three people in the dormitory should have died. The only one left was so grief-stricken and angry that his legs became weak and he couldn't move.

But at this moment, a pair of arms with unique texture wrapped around his waist from behind, and took him into the closet as if to save him.

"Thank you!" Du Miao cried out in gratitude, feeling that there were still some good people working in the haunted house. But as he turned around, he was met with a grim, pale face. To his left, a corpse, who knew how long it had been rotting, struggled to free itself from beneath hundreds of salted fish.

"If I eat human brains, I'll become smarter than you." The man grinned, revealing a terrifying smile. He raised the machete high in his hand and stabbed it fiercely at the top of his head with the sharp tip of the knife.

"The man opened his mouth but couldn't even make a sound and lost consciousness. The last one left, Wu Tianren, finally realized what had happened here and desperately slapped the walls around him, trying to call for someone to take him out.

"Help, help!" he cried out. The closed wardrobe door continued to shake, and bright red blood oozed out through the cracks. The sounds of slurping and chewing could be heard from inside.

Wu Tianren felt like he was going crazy. But then, for some reason, the selfie stick started shaking violently. He subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and he couldn't control his madness any longer.

At this moment, he clearly saw on the phone screen two bloody handprints on his neck and a scary ghost doll with a big bloody mouth that was about to bite him to death.

"Ah!" Wu Tianren completely lost his mind and screamed as he ran out. Strangely enough, the dormitory door, which had been motionless just now, suddenly opened inexplicably. Wu Tianren didn't care and could only run forward desperately.

But the weight on his neck grew heavier and heavier, until in the end, it made it almost impossible for him to move.

"Let me go, let me go." Wu Tianren crawled out. Just when he thought he was about to reach the exit, he suddenly bumped into a strange object.

The rustling sound was like paper. Wu Tianren looked up in despair and was delighted to find that the people in front of him were the other two people who had followed him.

"Why didn't you call me when you came out?" Wu Tianren complained, and then he watched the two people turn around and saw that they were both wearing paper masks. Looking closely, they were clearly two paper puppets he had never seen before, not his companions at all.