The chill on the back of his head startled Qin Nuo.
I turned my head suddenly, but there was nothing behind me.
Crash...
Hearing the sound of running water, Qin Nuo turned his head and found that the TV was covered with blood, and the black blood was constantly overflowing from the TV.
Isn’t this scene the same as the one on TV?
The old man remained indifferent.
The horrific injuries on his body made people dare not look directly at him.
"What's going on?" Qin Nuo asked with a frown.
"These are all hallucinations."
"It would be really bad if you left your chair out of fear," the Blood-Eyed Ghost warned.
"Calm down, that's what you should do now!"
The blood-eyed ghost's words woke Qin Nuo up, and he looked up at the clock on the wall.
There are still ten minutes left for the copy mission.
If you leave your seat, the mission will fail, and it is very likely that you will anger the elderly and end up like the couple on TV.
On TV, the couple's bodies were hanging from the electric fan, like bacon, but what was dripping was not grease, but black blood.
Perhaps because he had been staring at the TV, Qin Nuo felt that the air around him became weird.
A chill continued to come from behind, as if a pair of hands were around my neck, ready to lift my head up at any time.
"The oil lamp doesn't work. Could it be because of the dungeon mission?" Qin Nuo glanced at the still burning wick.
The blood that had overflowed from the TV had already flowed to my feet, and it felt sticky and uncomfortable.
Gradually, Qin Nuo's mood became inexplicably irritable and uneasy.
His eyes kept staring at the clock on the wall. Every tick of the second hand seemed like a year in Qin Nuo's eyes.
My body felt as if it was being bitten by dense swarms of ants, causing the desire to stand up and escape from here to become stronger and stronger.
On the TV, the ceiling fan was still turning, but the two bloody bodies were gone.
Then, two pairs of bloody hands stretched out from the TV, and two naked, bloody corpses struggled to get out.
“The way to overcome fear is to face it.”
"The more fearless I act, the more helpless they become, and the more angry they become!"
Thinking of this, Qin Nuo stretched his neck and stared at the two bloody figures rushing towards him.
"Kill me if you can!"
Qin Nuo even said this, not because he was brave, but just wanted to give himself some confidence.
The bloody man kept crawling towards Qin Nuo, with his intestines and organs dragging all over the ground, but no matter how terrifying it was, he never touched Qin Nuo.
The bloody hand that seemed to want to tear Qin Nuo into pieces waved in front of his eyes, but he never grabbed him.
I don’t know how long it took.
The clock on the wall suddenly rang.
Three thirty in the morning.
Half an hour has finally arrived!
Qin Nuo suddenly looked up. The two bloody figures had disappeared, and there was no black blood flowing on the ground. The TV was flickering with snowflakes, and the frame was covered with dust. Where was the trace of blood spilling?
"Congratulations to the host for completing the D-level dungeon mission. The additional points will be calculated after completing the dungeon!"
Qin Nuo breathed a sigh of relief.
This is simply a psychological battle!
"This dungeon mission, regardless of its horror and difficulty, should not be D-level. Could it be because it has been strengthened in the Nightmare mode?" Qin Nuo murmured.
On the sofa, the old man was still sitting there peacefully, his eyes closed, a smile on his lips.
It seemed like he had watched a movie with someone and fell asleep peacefully and contentedly...
If these were all illusions.
Is the documentary film played on TV real or fake?
Qin Nuo didn't bother to dwell on this problem. He paid attention to the old man's movements, carefully picked up the puzzle, then stood up and left the room lightly.
After closing the door, Qin Nuo held the oil lamp, and the two pieces of the puzzle in his palm automatically fit together like a magnet.
After the two pieces are put together, the background becomes recognizable.
It's an eye, look at the eyelashes, it's a woman's eye.
With obvious smoky makeup, her eyes exude a kind of evil charm!
"A woman's puzzle?" Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows.
"What crucial clues could a woman provide?"
"Looking into a woman's eyes always gives me a strange feeling. She doesn't look like a patient in a mental hospital, but rather a magical feeling."
Of course, these are just Qin Nuo's analyses for his own entertainment.
After all, nothing useful can be analyzed from just one eye.
Qin Nuo put away the puzzle pieces and continued walking around the mental hospital with the oil lamp.
Half an hour later, there was no movement in the puzzle.
Qin Nuo looked at the time. It would be six in the morning in two hours.
The horror world is very realistic, and hunger and fatigue will affect the body's physical fitness.
Of course, this feeling is small.
So, nearly two hours of sleep was enough for Qin Nuo.
As for the other two guys, Qin Nuo didn't have the heart to worry about their physical condition.
Back on the third floor of the dormitory building, Qin Nuo just reached the stairs when he heard a muffled sound.
It seemed like the sound of something falling.
Qin Nuo walked over with an oil lamp. There seemed to be something in the darkness. When it saw the fire spreading over, it quickly left.
No need to ask, it's those things in the dark.
Qin Nuo paused and stepped on a hand. He put down the oil lamp and saw a headless corpse.
A head rolled over from the front.
"It's a player."
Qin Nuo looked at the nursing uniform on the corpse and murmured.
Obviously, there are players who don't have white candles or oil lamps every night, but not everyone is a blond man who can survive until dawn from the horrible things in the nightmare.
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