'What's that?!' ’

The doubts and horrors in his heart made the boy's body tremble uncontrollably, although the boy tried his best to control his mood to calm down, and kept telling himself that what he saw was only an illusion, that the world was still materialistic, and that there was no 'unspeakable thing'. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, the black object, which had trembled a little, trembled without warning, as if to refute the boy's innermost thoughts, and moved a slap away from the back of the bed, proving that it was not a fantasy.

This made the teenager's heart almost go into arrest!

"Damn it!"

Subconsciously scolded the mantra, the boy knew that he couldn't sit still no matter what, although he didn't know what it was, but when he thought of the nightmarish torture he had been subjected to at home for the past two years, the boy instinctively thought that he couldn't stay here anymore.

Without hesitation, the young man turned to the right, and ran to the living room with all his might, and in just a few steps, he was able to run through the living room to the door.

Although this is his own home, and the fact that he escapes from his home sounds incomprehensible, the teenager who has experienced two years of psychological torture does not want to encounter anything more frightening, and the thing that has not yet been revealed in its full picture is certainly not an ordinary thing without thinking about it.

After all, this is the home of teenagers.

It's a place that is 'frequented' by strange black figures every day.

The boy never wanted to admit that the black figure was real, nor did he want to admit that the black object was real, but what he saw in front of him and what he experienced every night made the boy feel a trace of despair in his heart.

Even if you escape from your home, what will happen next?

The boy didn't want to think about these questions, he didn't have time to think about them, and now he had run to the security door that was tightly locked by himself. The sweat-soaked palm tightly grasped the doorknob, but before he could twist the lock, the young man's body suddenly froze.

'Can't move?! ’

This feeling of not being able to dominate his body was familiar to the boy, because every night he was desperately battling this feeling, just to clear his mind.

But now, the teenager's consciousness is already awake, how can he be 'pressed by ghosts' again?

"Boom!"

The sound of a heavy object hitting the floor came from behind, and the teenager's breathing tightened.

"Boom!"

Immediately after, another sound came.

Knowing that there was something dangerous behind him approaching little by little, the boy didn't even have the ability to turn around and look.

I can only sit back and wait.

Rapid breathing, trying to control his body as much as possible, or the thought of shouting loudly, no matter how much the boy struggled, the feeling that his will was gradually swallowed up by fear was still undiminished, and the voice behind him was getting closer and closer!

'Damn ・・・・・・ move!!! ’

Shouting in his heart with the last shred of consciousness, the boy tried to make a final struggle.

However, everything in the field of vision gradually blurred at this time, as if the whole world was far away from reality and turned in an unknown direction.

'Damn ・・・・・・'

At this moment, the young man couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and closed his eyes after giving up the struggle.

'In the end, it's all self-deception・・・・・・

Desperate to say such a sentence in his heart, the boy had to admit at this moment that the things he had experienced were not just as simple as 'ghost pressing the bed', it was a real and unspeakable thing.

However, a few seconds passed, and what was expected did not happen.

This made the boy open his eyes again.

Anyway, it is estimated that he is already dead, so the boy waited with the mentality of breaking the jar and breaking it. What is the reason for the two years of struggle, even if it is death, the boy wants to know what the 'murderer' is, so he has to keep his eyes open and see everything clearly.

But it was at this moment that the boy realized a problem again.

Is the field of vision back to normal?

Just before closing his eyes, the world in the boy's vision was distorted and blurred, but now, in just a few seconds, everything the boy saw in his eyes returned to normal.

'What the hell is going on with ・・・・・・ damn it?' Am I dreaming, or am I awake? ’

The sudden change in front of him made the boy wonder what state he was in.

And just after the boy had just finished thinking about this, the whole world suddenly went dark again.

It's just a moment, and even the teenager doesn't have time to react.

In the next second, the world lit up again, and the boy was standing in front of the door of his parents' bedroom, where he had just fled.

"What・・・・・・ what's going on?"

Subconsciously muttered, the young man's dark eyes widened, looking at everything in front of him incredibly, and he didn't even notice that he was able to speak.

Bedroom, or parents' bedroom.

But the time has turned into afternoon.

Not only that, but the teenager was able to regain control of his body.

The boy was sure that it was the middle of the night, two or three o'clock at most, but now, the lazy sunlight shining through the beige curtains was undoubtedly a sight that could only be seen in the afternoon.

In this scorching heat, the bedroom windows were open, and the curtains were all opened, which diminished most of the hot sunlight and made the light in the room a little dim.

From time to time, the sound of cicadas comes from outside, accompanied by the hustle and bustle of the city.

Everything seems so normal.

Normal and even somewhat abnormal.

The boy walked towards the window in a daze, wanting to see if the world behind the curtain was still the world he was familiar with.

But just after the teenager took his first step.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew in from the open window, blowing the floor-to-ceiling curtains fluttering, "hula" and slapping the air and the edge of the bed, and making the boy subconsciously fascinated his eyes and turn his head away.

And it was such a strong wind, such a turn of the head, but the teenager's memory of a certain day was awakened.

It was also an afternoon, as it is now.

The boy turned his head and stopped looking at the neat double bed.

On that afternoon two years ago, when the teenager returned home, he walked to his bedroom to find his parents lying on the bed.

The expression is painful, the eyes are closed, the body is stiff・・・・・・ not breathing.

The teenager's parents passed away for unknown reasons, and on such a calm afternoon, without warning, they passed away.

From then on, the boy's world collapsed.

From that day on, nightmares came every day.

A breeze blew through the curtains, and the afternoon sun shone directly in, shining the snow-white quilt on the double bed, which was a little too bright, and even made the teenager feel a little dazzling.

"Help me!"

Before the boy could take his eyes off the bed, the mysterious and strange voice sounded again.

"Who?!"

The boy didn't know whose voice it was, and not only that, but he couldn't even know where the voice was coming from. Because the voice seemed to appear directly in his head, so clear that he couldn't ignore it.

"Who the hell is it? Come out! ”

The boy looked around, looking for the owner of the voice.

It doesn't matter if everything in front of you is a dream or a reality.

The only thing the boy wanted to know now was who the owner of that voice was.

Whether it was intuition, delusion, or an overreaction caused by too much confusion in the brain, the boy only felt that the voice must have something to do with the mysterious death of his parents, and everything else, the boy didn't want to think about it now.

So, the boy took another step forward.

"Click."

The footsteps carried out had just fallen, and with it came another heavy sound.

"Boom!"

The sound had been heard by the boy a minute before.

The sound of a black unidentified object moving at that time!

But at this time, the young man doesn't care anymore, he can't even figure out whether he is dead or alive, he can't even tell whether this world is the real world, why do you care so much?

So the boy looked down, and his eyes were fixed on the bed.

Under the double bed in front of the boy was a cabinet that could store things, and the heavy voice just now came from the cabinet.

"Boom!"

After a few more seconds, the voice came out again. As the sound sounded, the sliding door of the cabinet shook suddenly, as if something inside was hitting the sliding door.

"Damn・・・・・・ I'd like to see what you are!"

No longer hesitating, the young man took two steps forward and directly reached out and pulled the door open.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

And at the moment when the sliding door was opened, a black cuboid flew out like it was unrestrained, directly knocking the boy to the ground.

"Hiss ・・・・・・"

The boy who was knocked to the ground gasped in pain, but he didn't care about the pain, and immediately got up again and looked at the black cuboid.

Pitch-black shiny surface, angular shapes, half-open lids・・・・・・

"Coffin?"

Surprised and somewhat expected, these two words were said, but the young man had only one very ordinary question in his heart.

'How did you fit such a big coffin?' ’

Then, the half-opened lid of the coffin suddenly shrank inward, revealing the bottomless inside of the coffin. It was a black bottomless pit like an abyss, and I didn't know where it led, but just by looking at it, the boy's hair rose upside down, his heart almost stopped, and even his consciousness was sucked in.

"That's ・・・・・・"

Looking at the black bottomless pit, the young man inexplicably felt a little familiar, but he couldn't think of anything for a while, only the darkness that made people's hearts tremble.

But the boy didn't have time to think about it anymore, because at this moment, the bottomless pit in the coffin began to make a whistling sound like the eye of the storm, and together with the boy's figure, sucked everything around him in.

During the whole process, the teenager didn't even have time to think about anything.

After that, the whole world went dark.

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