"Let's get out of here first." Han Yue herself thought this was incredible, since yesterday, she had never been so calm as she was now.

"Now, thank you."

"Go home quickly, it's dangerous on the road. I'm plainclothes policeman Xiao Junyan. You can come to me if you have something. The boy named Xiao Junyan gave Han Yue a business card and left in a hurry.

Home, what a familiar word! But Han Yue himself doubted whether he had a home or not! That hell place isn't your home! That so-called home, she didn't know how to survive.

Maybe she will be the next person to die.

But anyway, she decided to go home first. After all, she's not quite a homeless person yet.

Han Yue had hoped to make herself happier in various ways: such as reading jokes, reading books written by great writers, and even if she couldn't read a word, she would lie down on the bed and sleep, or throw rocks into the water, or play sex games with the boy next door in a locked room......

In short, the brain needs to rest, and after the cranky thoughts, it is still the terrifying home that is imprinted in the mind.

Han Yue carefully put the business card in his hand in his pocket, and walked around the bustling street nervously, covering his chest with his arms to keep warm under the gray-black sky.

I can only think like this: I am on the way home, I will be home soon, and I will be able to see my parents immediately, Han Yue gasped, but continued to walk.

I don't know, I really don't know what will happen.

"Did you hear about it, the building in front of you only had a fire a few days ago!"

"yes. I heard that it was a woman with a nervous disorder who set the fire. ”

"And then?"

"Later, who knows. I heard that she was hacked to death by her husband! ”

"Huh? No way? So cruel! ”

"Hey, how could it not! Now it's this ghost day. Who doesn't want to vent! I can't stand it if we have a nervous disorder! ”

"That's right. Alas! Where did you hear about all this? So horrible! ”

"It shouldn't be fake, whatever! That's it if it's true or not, it's not our fault to look at the jokes! ”

"Don't run! I'm going to hack you to death! ”

Han Yue heard the man's shout: This is Dad's voice! Dad's voice was hoarse, but a little strange.

To be honest, it doesn't sound like that.

The sound came from the back of a public toilet. Han Yue walked along the right side of the public toilet, and there were two different footprints on the ground, three to be exact.

One of the footprints showed no sign of a shoe, as if some barefoot person had walked past.

"Help! Please let me go! Help me! Help me!! ”

In front of the public toilet, the screams of women and the scolding of men all hit Han Yue's nerves.

"You don't want to run away again! You damn thing, culprit! I'm going to cut off your head! ”

Han Yue saw clearly, the man in front of him, with no shoes on his right foot, had a trace of being wounded by a knife on his face, gurgling and bleeding, looking like a madman.

This person was found in Dad's bedroom that day, the same dad who had been in a car accident many years ago!

Han Yue finally understood - he was a living creature.

"Han Yue, help! Ah...... "The woman's leg was slashed by a man.

This voice is only her mother, but in this way, her mother's illness seems to be completely cured again!

"No!"

Han Yue's mother's eyes were full of fear, and at the same time, tears were left at the same time. Until the oncoming machete swung at her and slashed at her chest, and a blood flower bloomed on the ground.

"It's so beautiful..."Dad smiled contentedly, and the second, third, and fourth knives slashed at Han Yue's mother's abdomen and back one after another; Until blood splattered onto the corridors of the public toilets and was washed away by the flowing sewage.

It wasn't until Han Yue's mother was in ruins that her father finally stopped killing. Looking at the woman who was out of breath in front of him, Dad pointed the tip of the knife at Han Yue.

"Dad, Dad, I...... Please don't! Han Yue subconsciously touched the business card left by Xiao Junyan in her pocket, but saw her father knocking off his hand in anger.

Dad is unkempt and doesn't wear glasses. The clothes were completely soaked with sweat and blood, and I couldn't tell if it was the blood from the car accident or my mother's.

Han Yue suddenly felt a feeling of nausea, and the executioner in front of him had created an embarrassment.

"Come with me!" Dad rudely grabbed Han Yue's wrist. "You're going to take me there?"

"You don't need to ask!" In this way, I was pulled hard by my father and came to a strange place.

"Where the hell is this?"

"Your mom is here!"

"You ......" Han Yue suddenly felt very funny! Just now he killed his mother with his own hands, and now he says that she is here! What ridiculous words! What a strange inference! "Huh! It's better to lie to yourself. ”

"No matter what you think, I don't have any point in existing. Please remember, I didn't kill your mother, that woman is the same as me, you will understand. ”

After speaking, Dad raised the blood-stained knife and plunged it into his chest, blood flowed down the blade, Dad pulled out the knife, and said the last sentence: "Go up to the top of the building, you will understand." Remember, overlap! ”

Dad slashed at his neck again, his head finally hanging limply, his hand gently holding the bloody hilt, and leaving the chaotic world.

When Han Yue went up to the 12th floor, he faintly swayed a pair of feet in front of his eyes.

Han Yue was frightened by this, as if this staircase would never end.

13th Floor – Rooftop

As the dead dad said, mom is here. Her feet were off the ground, her neck being strangled by the rope that had fallen from the beams.

"Mom!" Han Yue hugged her mother who committed suicide, "Mom, I beg you, don't do this." ”

"Shh Han Yue's mother woke up. "Don't make a sound, I was playing a game!"

"Mom, you!" Mom has completely forgotten everything.

"Hey, where's the props? I'll play it again for you! Han Yue's mother went to find the root: "Hey, where are the game props?" Han Yue's mother muttered to herself suspiciously. Do you see my props? Yes? ”

Han Yue's mother hugged Han Yue's shoulders expectantly, and ushered in Han Yue, who was indeed crying.

"Mom!" Han Yue gently hugged her mother. Close your eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, my mother was silent.

"Mom?" Han Yue easily broke free from her mother's embrace.

"Ahh Han Yue pushed away "Mom" in horror. Because she realized that she was holding the Virgin in the church that day, on the portrait of the cross!

Han Yue retreated. Hopefully stay away from that horrible woman. Our Lady didn't say a word from beginning to end, and on her feet, she was still wearing the shoes that Han Yue saw on the 12th floor:

That's Mommy's shoes.

Leaving Han Yue's embrace, the Holy Mother's body was like a puddle of mud, slumped on the ground, and her whole body exuded a cold breath: she had lost her breath.

It's just that the cold body is still with her eyes open, and three crooked words have been carefully carved on her neck with a knife: Execution.

Han Yue fumbled in his pocket with trembling hands and dialed the number.