The monkey hid alone on the second floor stairs, always paying attention to the movements around him.

He stood in the corner of the wall and could see the entrances of the corridors on the third and second floors at the same time. No matter which direction the killer came from, he could escape as quickly as possible.

The lights in the scene seemed to be dimmer, and the weird background music in the dark corridor made people feel panicked.

The monkey pinched himself hard and took a deep breath. As a medical student, he knew very well that slight pain and sufficient oxygen could make people calm down quickly.

"There is a problem when the monster appears. Lao Zhao just found that there was an eighth person among us, so the monster rushed over. This should not be a coincidence." He recalled everything that happened just now: "After Lao Zhao found that there was one more person, everyone was panicked. At this time, if Brother Feng could take out his phone and see everyone's face clearly, he would definitely find the eighth person. We missed the first opportunity. After the monster rushed over, if everyone could stand in place and not be scared by it, everyone would not be disbanded, and we missed the second opportunity."

The monkey sighed softly: "Although the monster rushed over, everyone was afraid, but they didn't escape. Everything was because of the first person who escaped. He raised this head and disturbed our thinking. If I expected it was right, the first person who escaped should be the extra person. I heard Xiaohui's scream just now. She was the second person who escaped, the closest to that person, which can prove from the side that I was not wrong in my guess."

He smiled bitterly on his face. It was one thing to guess right, but it was another thing to be afraid of it. He hid alone in such a gloomy environment and felt his back was cold: "The monsters and the extra eighth person cooperated with each other, using the desertion and herd mentality to spread fear, breaking us apart, and then breaking it one by one. Is it really necessary to rise to the level of strategy just to scare individuals?"

The monkey is very smart, but he is also very brave. He never dares to enter and exit the laboratory alone at school: "I want to tell Brother Feng and the others about this news quickly and then meet them."

He took out his cell phone, and the light from the screen shone behind him, and he suddenly shivered: "Why did this puppet run into the stairs? Didn't I throw it on the aisle on the third floor?"

The monkey was afraid of attracting monsters, so he didn't dare to turn on the flashlight. He turned up the light on the screen and pointed it at the wall, where a tattered doll lay flat.

"When I was running just now, did anyone accidentally kick it downstairs?" After thinking about it, the monkey only came up with such an explanation. There were notes of paper stuffed in the doll's body and there were no mechanical parts, so it was definitely not possible to control it remotely: "It looks quite scary."

Apart from being a little bit worn, this tutu has nothing particularly scary, but if you see it too much, you will feel a strange feeling, as if it is alive.

The monkey himself felt inexplicable. He stared at the doll on the ground and felt that it was not a doll, but a pitiful little girl with a little aggrieved.

"It must be an illusion. I want to stay away from this thing and play in a haunted house. I almost have a psychological problem for me." The monkey called Brother Feng, and the phone ringtone rang in the corridor on the third floor.

"He is on the third floor? Or did he accidentally remove his phone like Lao Zhao?"

The phone ringing sounded in the haunted house, and it became even more terrifying inexplicably.

The monkey didn't hang up the phone, put his phone in his pocket, and quietly came to the third floor. He hid at the entrance of the corridor and looked inward, and Brother Feng's cell phone was thrown in the corridor.

"Old Zhao and Brother Feng's cell phones are not on their bodies, so I can only try the others." The monkey stood alone at the entrance of the three-story staircase, looking at the empty corridor and the doors on both sides that were blown open and closed by the wind, and his legs were so scared that he was weak.

He swiped the screen wildly and searched for other people's phones, but at this moment, his phone suddenly rang.

"Slot! What's the situation!" Looking down, someone called him: "Shiling? Why did she ask me for? Is she the same person now?"

In front of girls, monkeys always show fearlessness, which is also a common problem for most passionate young people: "Shiling, have you been separated from everyone? Where are you now? I'll go find you."

"I was locked in a room on the third floor. I didn't see the specific door number clearly. Come here quickly. Something is not right in this room!" Shiling was a very quiet girl. At this time, she spoke in a hurry, looking like she was about to cry, and she didn't know what she had encountered.

"Looking at the same time, why were you locked into the house? The single rooms on both sides of the corridor should not be locked?" The monkey said as he walked in the corridor, wanting to determine the location of the poem through the sound.

"I don't know either. After hiding in and closing the door, I can't open it anymore! Moreover, this room is different from other rooms. There are two tuluses sitting side by side in the center of the room!"

"Sit?!" When talking about the doll, the monkey's hair stood upside down. He knew very well how evil the doll in the haunted house was.

"Come on!" Shiling's voice gradually became sharp, as if she was on the verge of losing control.

"Now! Stay away from those dolls first, do as Heshan said before, don't touch anything in the room, I suspect that doll..." The monkey suddenly stopped halfway through, and he stared at himself in a daze, a doll was lying flat half a meter away from his toes.

He almost resisted the urge to smash his phone and moved to the doll.

"Long hair, painful expression, self-blame, looks different from the doll in the corridor, and feels much more mature than that." After saying that, the monkey opened his eyes widened: "Hey, why can I analyze so many things from a doll? Am I scared to hallucinations? Or is this doll doing it too realistically? I always feel like they have their own emotions like living people."

"Now is not the time to think about this. As long as the doll in front of you is different from the dolls in the stairs, it is enough. At least it means that these dolls will not move by themselves. Things have not yet developed to the worst. My top priority now is to rescue Shiling." Shaking his head, the monkey cheered himself up: "I am just scaring myself. If the doll in the corridor chased me, how could she appear in front of me? It should be followed by me. It seems that this is just a trick of the owner of the haunted house, and there is no need to be afraid at all."

After he finished speaking, he looked behind him with guilt: "I just said it, there is no need..."

The monkey's eyes were frozen one meter behind him, and the remaining half of the sentence was put back, because there was a tramp there quietly lying on a puppet.bdshare();
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