Xiaolan was sweating profusely, and she used the same posture as the tragic protagonist Mumu in the movie, crawling upside down in the passage.
Wenling didn't crawl backwards, so he was moving extremely fast. Only then did Xiaolan remember what the scene was at the end of the passage. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Wenling's cry came from behind.
Then there was a series of sounds of things falling.
Xiaolan turned her head and saw that Wenling had disappeared.
One of them probably failed to hold himself steady and fell directly through the door.
In the movie, the exit of this passage is the toilet.
I still vaguely remember that something suddenly appeared in the toilet, which made the heroine scream in fright.
I don't remember much of the plot after that.
Mainly because I was too scared at the time.
I regret it now, very much.
"Wen Ling! Wen Ling!" Xiaolan sped up, "Wen Ling, be careful! Stay still and don't run around! And hold on to that bucket, otherwise I won't be able to get out!"
After a while.
"Uh-huh!"
Xiaolan stretched out her legs and reached down, finally stepping on the bucket.
Jump down.
Wen Ling was standing obediently close to the wall, his gray eyes reflecting the flickering green light in the toilet.
"Huh -" Xiao Lan stood still, "I really didn't expect that there would be such a thing. It seems that the inspiration for that horror movie came from here."
Although Wen Ling didn't know what she was talking about, he nodded cooperatively.
However, there was only one heroine in the movie, but now there were two of them. How could they be scared?
I feel more at ease.
There are several stalls in this toilet. Opposite the stalls is a large mirror and a sink. The two walked to the opposite side of the mirror. Just like in the movie, in the mirror, the innermost stall door opened inch by inch.
The two subconsciously turned their heads to look.
The door didn't open.
Xiaolan's neck stiffened.
In the movie, it was this place that almost scared the heroine out of her skin.
Now here...
"Ask the spirit?" Xiaolan asked with a trembling voice.
"Huh?" It was Wen Ling's light voice.
Fortunately, there was someone asking for help standing next to my shoulder.
The two of them are really better.
Xiaolan turned her head back.
"ah!--"
"ah!--"
Xiaolan screamed, and Wenling saw Xiaolan scream and screamed too.
Not to mention, her screaming pronunciation can last a long time.
"Ah! -" Xiaolan's scream gradually died down, "Uh, this is asking for the spirit, oh, this is you, it scared me, I saw a white face under the green light, I thought it was a ghost, haha
, but your eyes are reflecting the green light..."
"Are you there?" Wen Ling regained her composure and looked at the mirror. In the mirror, her two eyes were already so green that they were almost like the light source, which even frightened her.
Using your own people to scare each other is high, it is really high.
"magic!"
Wen Ling looked at the open door in the mirror and the closed door in reality and exclaimed.
Is this really a prophet?
"We should find a way to escape," Xiaolan pointed to the red wooden door next to the mirror, "Of course, breaking the door is definitely not possible. After all, we still have to score points here."
"Get out?" Wengling's eyes lit up.
Xiaolan nodded, "Yeah...yes."
Wen Ling said nothing, walked to the innermost compartment door with a smile, and opened the door.
Several mops and brooms fell out, almost hitting Wen Ling.
Xiaolan ran over, "What did you find?"
Wen Ling showed no scruples, swept away the brooms on both sides, and leaned into the compartment.
Xiaolan monitored her surroundings with caution to avoid anything that shouldn't appear.
There was a crackling sound in the cubicle, and after a while, Wen Ling came out holding a black paper basket.
"What's this?"
Wen Ling knelt down, poured out the messy stuff from the wastebasket, and spread it flat on the ground.
"Open the door!"
Is it a tool for opening doors?
Xiaolan lowered her head and looked at the pile of debris. There were screwdrivers, nails, and staplers. It seemed that every one of them could be used as a weapon. She thought of the thin man who casually picked up mission props to hurt others in the previous mission, and then looked at this
With weapons all over the place, it is estimated that this third mission will inevitably lead to bloodshed.
Xiaolan picked up the screwdriver and said, "We can use this to unscrew the screws on the door...if there are screws on the door."
Wen Ling directly grabbed the stapler that looked the safest, fiddled with it a few times, and then opened the top cover with a click.
"here!"
Xiaolan also looked inside the stapler.
A brass key that had long lost its luster was lying there quietly.
Xiaolan was amazed, raised her eyes and muttered, "Wow, you are so amazing..."
Is this what it feels like to play games and use cheats?
Wen Ling didn't seem to understand why she said she was "amazing". She picked up the key and put it into Xiaolan's hand with an expression of condescension.
"Open the door."
As soon as Xiaolan stood up, the green light around her suddenly flickered violently.
"There is movement outside the door!"
Outside the door, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps.
"Who is it?" Wen Ling curled up.
Xiaolan sniffed and smelled the strong smell of blood.
"Could it be the man with the kitchen knife just now?"
Upon hearing this, the girls' eyebrows were all frightened.
"Click... click..."
"He's opening the door!" Xiaolan searched around for a hiding place.
Finally, their eyes returned to the toilet cubicle.
"Here?" Wen Ling tentatively pointed to the innermost compartment.
"The space inside is too small for the two of us to hide."
Wen Ling suddenly realized.
Xiaolan thought about it for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and walked to the penultimate cubicle.
She reached out her hand, held the handle, and opened it little by little.
Fortunately, it is empty.
"Quick, come in!" Xiaolan waved to Wenling and stood in. The two of them hid in the compartment and held the door bolt tightly from the inside.
Squeak - the toilet door outside opened.
Xiaolan is waiting for the sound of footsteps.
Didn't show up.
Even, there is no sound anymore.
What's going on?
"Do you know what's going on?" Xiaolan asked Xiang Wenling in sign language.
Wen Ling was looking up at the ceiling at this moment.
Xiaolan followed Wenling's gaze and looked over.
My heart went cold.
No wonder, no sound was heard.
A grinning head poked out from the cubicle next to it, its eyes tightly locked on Xiaolan and Wenling who were leaning on each other, and saliva seemed to be flowing down his chin.
Xiaolan herself was scared for half her life.
Half of it is because of this face.
This was partly because Wen Ling had just stared at this face for a long time without crying or screaming.
She is still watching.
"What should we do?" Xiaolan murmured.
Wen Ling finally looked away and looked at Xiao Lan with confusion, "What's wrong?"
What's wrong?!
I can't learn anything else, but I can learn accent very quickly.
"He's here," Xiaolan pointed to the top of her head, "It seems we've been caught."
Wen Ling looked over curiously, then shook his head heavily, "No!"