Maybe the bathroom window was not closed tightly, and the night wind blew into the house, like a pair of invisible hands brushing across Chen Ge's face.

The door of the toilet cubicle swayed slightly, making a creaking sound. Water droplets from the roof flowed down the water pipes to the ground. There seemed to be bugs crawling in the sewer, making rustling sounds.

In the silence, all sounds were amplified. Many people would feel uneasy in such an environment, but Chen Ge was an exception. His childhood experiences had trained him to have extraordinary psychological qualities and strong nerves.

His mind was blank, he didn't think about anything, he just silently calculated the time.

After about twenty minutes, Chen Ge felt that the temperature in the room had inexplicably dropped a lot, as if a few ice cubes were placed around his body. He shivered involuntarily.

"Calm down! Don't think about why, don't scare yourself, there are only ten minutes left, you have to hold on no matter what!" There was a faint sound of air blowing beside his ears, as if something was hovering around Chen Ge. He clenched his fists, veins bulged on the back of his hands, but his body was like a pine tree, rooted to the ground, motionless.

"Chen Ge, Chen Ge, Chen Ge..."

He whispered to himself, and when there were only five minutes left, Chen Ge felt that the flickering flame in the bathroom seemed to be extinguished, and there seemed to be another person chanting his name in the darkness.

"Echo? Impossible!"

"Chen Ge..."

The voice seemed to be calling him, a little hurriedly, as if there was something very important to tell him.

"This sound seems to be coming from outside the door. Do you want to go and take a look?" Chen Ge quickly gave up the idea. The rules of the game clearly stated that he only needed to stay in front of the mirror.

He calculated the time in his mind, and the voice in his ears gradually became out of tune. He was sure that someone else was calling his name, and that person seemed to be standing outside the door.

"That person seems very anxious, but I'm the one playing the game, why should he be anxious? This is obviously a trap, too low-level." Chen Ge curled his lips: "The environment and atmosphere are very good, but the means of scaring people are very simple."

In the last three minutes, a harsh sound came from the bathroom door, as if someone was scratching it with nails and gnawing it with teeth. The door was shaking, as if it would be opened at any time.

"1798 seconds, 1799 seconds, 1800 seconds!" Half an hour had passed, all the sounds outside the door disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

In order to prevent himself from making a miscalculation, Chen Ge did not open his eyes immediately. He counted three hundred times before taking a step back, placing his hands on his chest and blinking his eyelids.

The candle in the bathroom had long been extinguished, and the bathroom was pitch black. Chen Ge vaguely felt that something seemed to have changed.

He turned on the flashlight, and when the light reappeared in the house, he froze in place.

The mirror in the bathroom was covered with cracks, and the person in the mirror was split into countless pieces, which looked extremely unreal. What shocked him even more was that a tattered doll appeared in front of the mirror without him knowing when!

The eyes made of buttons glowed, and the patched body was stuffed with cotton wool. This doll was not cute, but it was of great significance to Chen Ge. This was the first doll he made, and it was also the one that he had with him when his parents disappeared.

The doll leaned against the broken mirror, as if trying to stop what was in the mirror from coming out.

"The bathroom door was locked. How did the doll get in? Through the window? That's not right! Why did it move by itself? This is the key to the problem!" Chen Ge felt that his worldview was collapsing and he was a little confused.

The man and the doll confronted each other for three minutes before Chen Ge calmed down. He flexed his cold fingers and slowly moved closer.

The eyes made of buttons seemed to be staring at him no matter from which angle he looked at them. Chen Ge stared at the toy he had made, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

He carefully avoided the doll with both hands and picked up the phone next to him: "Fortunately, I was careful and prepared."

The cell phone video was recorded continuously. Chen Ge carefully saved the backup before starting to watch the video.

The video was not very clear, the candlelight flickered, and Chen Ge, standing in front of the mirror, looked a little stiff. On the contrary, the image in the mirror was more lively.

The first ten minutes were calm, but the turning point began in the eleventh minute.

The sound of the night wind was not captured in the camera. The video only captured the door of the squat toilet cubicle shaking gently a few times.

Then noise began to appear in the video. It was just a very ordinary scene, but it gave people an indescribable sense of horror. This may be the human nature of fear of darkness and the unknown.

Watching the video, Chen Ge's face was not very good. He had the impression that he had kept his distance from the mirror with his eyes closed, but the actual footage showed that his body was slowly leaning forward, as if he was about to stick to the mirror.

By the twenty-fifth minute, his upper body had been bent to seventy degrees, with the tip of his nose almost touching the mirror.

After a few seconds, without any warning, cracks began to appear on the mirror. Chen Ge was shocked by the scene.

Then, the most incredible thing happened. Chen Ge in the mirror changed his expression, bared his teeth, and slammed into the mirror!

At the same moment, the candle went out and the video ended.

Due to the shooting angle, there were no shots of the puppet in the video, and Chen Ge had no idea what happened in the last five minutes.

"The thing in the mirror wanted to come out, but it seemed to be stopped by this doll in the end. If you think about it this way, it must have saved me once." Chen Ge picked up the doll on the washstand and asked very seriously: "Can you understand what I am saying? Do you know where my parents went in the end?"

The doll didn't respond, but its eyes made of buttons glowed faintly.

He hugged the doll in his arms, glanced at the bathroom door, and didn't dare to go out. He huddled under the windowsill alone, took out his black mobile phone, and the message "mission completed" was displayed.

"I have to say you are lucky. Congratulations on completing the nightmare difficulty daily task! You have obtained the task reward - the primary talent skill of burial."

"Mortician: I hope you can be more serious when inheriting this talent. Unlike beauty, where a mortician only applies makeup to corpses, the beauty in your hands runs through life and death, allowing a cold person to regain vitality and bring her eternal beauty."

"Complete the nightmare difficulty daily task for the first time, obtain the Nightmare City Newcomer title, receive additional rewards, and unlock the one-star horror scene midnight escape trial task! After completing the trial task, this scene facility will appear in the horror house!"

Looking through the information on the black phone, Chen Ge was thoughtful. The development of a haunted house cannot be separated from makeup artists. Whether it is actors or props, they all need makeup artists to make up for them. A good makeup artist can create a realistic effect more easily.

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