The timid Xiaoya was pushed into the corner, holding the scissors tightly in both hands.
Suddenly!
At this time, after taking a deep breath, Qiu Xuan suddenly pulled open the curtain. In the corner, there was a hospital bed with a person tied up lying on it.
Isn’t it Xiao Ai!
"Xiao Ai!" Qiu Xuan's face changed. He actually found a companion here. Xiao Ya heard it and was surprised. She hurried up.
Xiao Ai's hands and feet were tied to the hospital bed, her mouth was sealed, and the wound on her stomach was stitched up with needle and thread.
His eyes were still filled with fear as he stared blankly at the ceiling, tears of fear streaming down his face.
"Don't be afraid, we'll save you right now!"
First, they tore open the mouth, and then the two girls used a knife to cut the rope on it.
"It's coming, it's coming, woo woo..."
"I really didn't mean to break it, can you please let me go?"
Xiao Ai still spoke in panic.
"Who's here?" Qiu Xuan asked with a frown.
"It was wearing a hospital gown and had a face full of stubble. It said it wanted to make all of us into its toys and treasure us..."
"Just like the raw meat in that bag, the doctor restricted it, imprisoned it, and he could only use those dolls to make beloved toys."
"At night, he would sneak into the kitchen, take out the chickens and ducks, cut them up, and then sew them back together. He loves this kind of art he made himself."
"It had always dreamed of taking living people and making them into toys, but when the doctors discovered it, they severely punished it. But it was obvious that the doctors also used patients to conduct those horrific experiments and research..."
"After that night, the dean died, all the doctors died, and it became free. It waited for the living, and then it waited for us."
Xiao Ai broke down and cried.
Qiu Xuan and the other girl were stunned when they heard this, and at this moment, the door was suddenly opened slowly, and the cold wind rushed into the room.
Then, a series of crisp footsteps sounded.
“Here it comes, here it comes…”
Xiao Ai's lips trembled and her face turned pale.
Qiu Xuan immediately covered Xiaoya's mouth and pulled her under the bed.
In the cold room, the only sound was Xiao Ai's helpless crying.
Under the bed, Qiu Xuan covered Xiaoya's mouth tightly, even though he was also very scared.
Soon, the footsteps disappeared, and Qiu Xuan looked at the floor in front of him and could not see anything.
But they didn't notice that in the camera's image, on the yellow-green screen, a pair of rotten feet clearly appeared, standing right beside the bed, right in front of their eyes...
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