For example, if a monster is rushing towards you, you may be frightened, but still have the courage to fight.
But if this monster hides in the dark and jumps out from time to time to scare you from places you don’t know, it won’t take long before you are scared to collapse, let alone fight it.
Just like now, although nothing happened around them, everyone's expressions became worse and worse, and even a trace of fear occasionally flashed in their eyes.
The silence continues.
I was the first one to discover something strange. I had just stepped onto the first platform and was about to go up when I saw a strange scene in the mirror placed on the platform.
In ancient times, people had the custom of placing a mirror at the entrance of the terrace, which was similar to a magic mirror and could prevent unrest in the home.
At this time, Jack, who was walking at the top, had reached the middle of the second step of the stairs, and I could just see his situation through the reflection in the mirror.
I saw him walking up with his back to me, a child covered in blood lying on his shoulder, hugging his neck like a spoiled child, and rubbing his cheek affectionately.
This should have been a heartwarming scene, but I just felt a chill on my back.
Sure enough, the next second the child's expression suddenly changed, his sharp teeth bit straight towards his neck, and his sharp nails scratched hard on his shoulders, as if with a resentful mood.
Until Jack's shoulder was covered in blood from his grip, he suddenly stopped, and the little body suddenly crawled into his arms, and began to cry in grievance.
I just felt ridiculous and stared at the mirror, forgetting to even take the stairs.
The next moment, I saw the little ghost suddenly raised his head and opened his empty eyes, which met mine in the mirror. Then, a strange arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
My heart skipped a beat and I subconsciously looked away. At this time, the fat man found that I didn't follow him and didn't dare to look back. He just knocked on the guardrail lightly.
I suddenly came to my senses, took a few steps to catch up with him, and subconsciously looked at Jack's shoulders. Sure enough, I saw that his clothes at his shoulders were torn, and blood was sticking to the clothes and flowing to the ground, leaving a bright red trail.
Xiao Ding, who was following behind him, had a pale face and walked up the stairs with extremely stiff steps. Qin Lan, who was following behind Xiao Ding, was trembling slightly, probably because she was scared. The fat man was careless and didn't notice.
After all, the corridor was pitch black, lit only by the candles in Jack's and mine. It was normal that the fat man didn't notice it if he was immersed in his own emotions.
I don't know if they saw what was in the mirror, but they also felt that the kid was definitely not easy to deal with.
However, what surprised me was that Jack was not a good guy. This time he just let the little devil do whatever he wanted to him without any intention of resisting. It really surprised me.
Why?
I can't figure it out.
If you can't figure it out, don't think about it for now. You will know what you should know one day, and I'm not in the mood to explore what I shouldn't know.
Soon it was time for the second slow start.
I looked at the reflective mirror not far away and couldn't help holding my breath, my heart pounding.
As soon as I stepped onto the second-floor landing, I looked anxiously into the mirror. The next moment, I froze and broke out in a cold sweat.
In the mirror, the little ghost left Jack's body and squatted directly on top of Xiao Ding's head. His pair of empty eyes stared at Xiao Ding's head blankly, cold as ice.
I had no idea what he was going to do, but my hunch was it wasn't a good thing.
I can't let anything happen to Xiao Ding!
I panicked and glanced around, and found a wooden stick on the platform. The stick was as thick as a baby's arm. I held the stick tightly and stared at the little ghost in the mirror, my heart beating like a drum.
Unexpectedly, the kid didn't move for a long time and just stared at Xiao Ding's head. My hands holding the wooden stick began to sweat and my nerves were tense to the extreme.
Just when I was on guard against him attacking Xiao Ding, he suddenly raised his head, and his pair of empty eyes met mine in the mirror unexpectedly. I could see the obvious malice in his eyes, and my heart sank again.
After a while, he suddenly curled his lips at me, his empty eyes full of provocation.
Then, he suddenly raised his finger and gestured behind Xiao Ding's head. When he saw my pupils suddenly shrink, he smiled triumphantly and slowly put his hand down.
After tilting his head to look at me for a while, he raised his hand again and suddenly grabbed Xiao Ding's shoulder. His eyes bulged and scarlet bloodshot covered his entire eyeballs, which was frightening to watch.
I subconsciously turned my head to look at Xiao Ding, and sure enough, I saw that his face was in great pain. His head felt as heavy as if something was pressing down on it. His shoulders were struggling slightly in a twisted posture, but he pursed his lips tightly, refusing to make a sound.
Because he knew that once he made a sound, it would likely bring greater danger.
So, endure it if you can.
However, the next moment, there was a sudden sound from his other shoulder, like the sound of bones breaking. He could no longer hold on and stopped, reaching out to hold the guardrail on the side, sweating profusely.
The sharp corners of the iron bars cut his palms into a bloody mess, but he bit his lips tightly, refusing to make a sound, and his whole body couldn't help shaking.
I couldn't bear it any longer and threw the wooden stick towards Xiao Ding's head, but the wooden stick seemed to be unable to touch the thing above Xiao Ding's head and fell straight to the ground, rolling down the stairs.
The sound of the wooden sticks falling to the ground and rolling was extremely harsh in the quiet environment. Everyone stopped, but no one spoke. One could vaguely see their fear of death from their tense bodies.
The thing on Xiao Ding's head suddenly paused, and then disappeared lightly.
Xiao Ding's complexion gradually recovered, he breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his hands from the iron railing, and continued to walk upwards with the crowd, but his steps were still a little unsteady.
I raised my hand to wipe the cold sweat from my head and continued to follow the crowd upstairs.
Then my eyes fell on Qin Lan. According to the order, the little ghost should fall on Qin Lan. I wonder what he will do to Qin Lan?
As I was thinking this, I soon arrived at the third platform. I walked up to it in a hurry. As soon as I stepped onto the platform, I looked towards the mirror eagerly. The next moment, my eyes suddenly widened.
The little ghost in the mirror really fell on Qin Lan, but it was completely different from the previous two.
He hung on Qin Lan's chest like a koala, his sharp nails scratching through Qin Lan's bra, his whole head buried in it, and he giggled.
I subconsciously turned my head to look at Qin Lan, and sure enough, I saw that her eyes were red with shame and anger, but she didn't dare to move or make a sound, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it.
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