What is the most fearful thing about running alone in a passage where the light is flickering and flickering?

That's right, it's the light source that was already flashing and flashing, and I don't know when it goes out next time, it never lights up again. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info And if it is a whole row of long lines of lights, all of which suddenly go out at the same moment, the fear, despair, and helplessness of falling into absolute darkness in an instant will be unforgettable.

Yes, while I was running with all my might, this calamity suddenly befell me.

The moment the lights went down, I didn't know how to land with my feet, so I stumbled on my left foot and threw myself out of the street.

Ignoring the pain, I quickly rolled over and retracted my hands and feet, eager to pinch myself invisible.

I cowered and touched my phone, holding it firmly in my hand, but I didn't dare to light it.

I buried my head in my lap and sobbed silently, but I couldn't shed tears because I was so scared. I was immersed in the torment of whether to light up my phone, and I was afraid that if I turned on the light, what was waiting for me was something more terrifying that I didn't want to see, how would I deal with myself.

But it seemed that my thoughts were being spied on by something, and as I moved, the phone suddenly lit up, and right in front of my lap, a miserable white face was facing me, staring at me firmly with a pair of dead eyes.

I screamed in fright, dropped my phone, and tried to retreat with my hands and feet propped up, only to suddenly feel my back hit the wall. However, under the impact, the wall actually moved, and there was a "bang" sound, and my palms were empty, not supporting the ground, and my center of gravity was planted backwards. At the same time, a dim light came from behind to illuminate the space in front of her, and a 7 or 8-year-old girl with short hair was squatting in the place just now. At the same time, I saw that I had fallen out of a low wooden cabinet. The little girl, clasping her knees like that, squatted motionless in the cupboard, her eyes glazed.

How can there be a child? Where am I? Both of these questions poured into my consciousness at the same time. I stared at the child in front of me, in case she was the embodiment of a demon or a zombie, and looked up behind me. I...... Like in a kitchen? And it's a very luxurious and big kitchen.

And the child remained motionless, like a fossil, staring straight ahead, as if staring at me, as if staring at somewhere behind me.

Seeing that she didn't look like she was about to pounce, I stood up vigilantly and slowly retreated to the door behind me. The reason why I retreated was because I didn't dare to show my back to this weird child.

I'm about to grab the doorknob, and with a twist of my hand, I can open it and escape. When I did so, a crack opened in the door. Suddenly, a frightened eye pounced, its sockets cracked, its mouth wide open, and blood gushed out of its mouth in an endless stream. It was a man, and he was holding the crack in the door so tightly that his eyes were about to fly out.

I was almost crazy with fright, but I saw that the man outside the door then rose up and down a few times, and then a silver sharp knife rose from his back, and a pair of slender hands full of blood held it, raised it high, and then fell, and the knife pierced the back of the man outside the door. More blood, pouring out of his mouth, squirted on my face, neck, and chest. Then I saw a woman with unkempt hair, vicious eyes, and bared teeth clinging up from behind him.

I screamed, and immediately thought of closing the door. But the man's hand was firmly gripping the door frame. I tried to break it, but his hand was as stiff as a stone, as if it were firmly on the door frame.

In desperation, I had to slam the door shut, hoping that he would feel the pain and let go. However, he didn't have time to care about the fatal knife wound in his back, so how could he care about the pain in his hand.

I went crazy to close the door, and finally I snapped off all four of his fingers and fell to the ground. After that, the door finally "slammed" shut.

After doing all this, I let go of the doorknob and took three steps back, gasping for breath, unable to believe what had just happened. How could I do such a cruel thing?!

My hands were covered in blood, and I felt like my brain was in a mess, and I grabbed my hair and tore it hard, trying to calm myself down, but I couldn't.

Suddenly, I remembered that there was a child behind me, and I hurriedly looked back. This look, only to find that the cabinet is empty.

I looked around, and there was no trace of the child in the room.

It's not scientific!

My mind was so confused that the only sound in my ears was the sound of my own heavy breathing.

Suddenly, I instinctively raised my head, but found that the woman outside the door was already lying on the top of the door, holding a sharp knife with a fierce look in her eyes, and jumped at me.

I screamed and stepped back to a row of cabinets, grabbing a kitchen knife and stabbing the woman in the head. The woman's entire face was covered with blood. However, the mouth still made a "ho-ho" sound, and the hand holding the sharp knife was still stabbing at my heart. Instinctively, I struck the sharp blade in her hand with a slash and stabbed it against the closet. Then he kept his hands on the ground, raised the kitchen knife and slashed at the woman's head one by one, until the flesh and blood of the human head lying on the ground were blurred, and there was no more sound.

I threw away the kitchen knife and sat on the ground, only to feel soreness and weakness, and gasping for breath.

At this moment, the little girl appeared on the side at some point, crouching quietly next to the corpse, staring directly at the corpse.

No, none of this is right!

How could I have done such a terrible thing?

Suddenly, I felt that my whole body was as cold as falling into an ice cave, and all I saw was the child raising his faint blue face and smiling strangely.

"No, none of this is true! It's a dream, it's a dream! ”

A voice kept repeating and repeating in my head, countless terrible screams and whispers echoed loudly in my head, I only felt that my head was buzzing and about to explode, and my eyes couldn't help but turn up, until I felt that the lower end of my eyes was about to tear apart, and my eyes seemed to turn upside down to the back of my head, and I saw a figure standing looming behind me.

Suddenly, it was dark in front of me, and everything was quiet.

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My little finger moved, and a strange fragrance circled around my chest, down my nose and back to nature. There was a chirp of joy in my ears, soft and sweet beneath me, and I opened my eyes and found myself lying on a meadow, leaving me a puddle of transparent liquid in the grass.

I wiped my saliva and stood up, looking around, unable to remember where I was.

The sun is warm and bright, shining lazily and warmly on the body. The emerald green leaves shone transparently in the light, and a few wisps of wind sent a slight tremor.

It's so comfortable. I stretched, lay down again, and felt so relaxed. (To be continued.) )