The sound of "tick, tick" sounded in her ears, and in the darkness, the middle-aged woman got up from the ground at a loss. She had no idea what was going on, and she didn't know where she was. Today, the cook at home did not come to work for a day, and she and the little girl did all the work.

The little girl was always uneasy, which made her feel uneasy and worried. Speaking of which, it's really normal for chefs not to come to work. But why did you do that?

The middle-aged woman felt very flustered, and that thing always lingered in her heart, like a fish bone choked in her throat, which could not be pulled out no matter what.

This is the real trouble that the little girl brings, and the middle-aged woman has always suspected one thing, that is, who is the mistress in the treacherous house? This matter is also derived from the little girl.

It doesn't matter if she's curious, or it's nosy. The middle-aged woman just couldn't help but wonder about the hostess, because she had never seen the so-called hostess who had survived the fire in the treacherous house.

Mr. Housekeeper said that the hostess's legs and feet were inconvenient, and her mental state was not good, and the middle-aged woman believed this kind of thing, because she had heard other neighbors mention it.

There are a few families here who are older neighbors, and some of them have even seen the old owner of the treacherous house, Anze, the 'geographer' who made his fortune by prophecy. Anyway, the middle-aged woman scoffs at this, because she never believes in prophecy, divination or anything like that.

Thinking wildly in her head, the middle-aged woman's hands groped for the ground, which was a potholed floor covered with metal blocks of various shapes. 'Whose house is going to be renovated like this?' The middle-aged woman thought to herself, she didn't realize the danger at the moment.

Because more than once, she woke up alone in the dark, sometimes in her bedroom, sometimes in the food warehouse. Sometimes she even gets up at the dinner table, on the counter, or in the snow. That's because she has a problem with sleepwalking, which has never been known to anyone. It doesn't happen very often, either.

But today, the middle-aged woman seems to feel that she has sleepwalked a little farther, because this place she has never been to before.

'Did I go down the mountain?' She thought again, but then she thought about it, how could she be in such a narrow space when she went down the mountain? And isn't it still dangerous on the mountain trails? The snow is so thick, how can it fall?

Even if you go down, you can't be in a metal room! I groped around with my hand and touched everything I touched, and it was all warm, and I didn't feel cold at all.

The middle-aged woman squatted on the ground and thought, trying to search from her memory where she was now. At this time, she heard the "tick, tick" sound again.

A stirring spirit filled her body, and the middle-aged woman finally recognized, 'Am I in the bell tower of the treacherous house now?' ’

She had never been to the inside of the house before, and she couldn't possibly know what the inside of the bell tower was like, so it didn't seem strange to touch the pieces of metal and pieces of metal that looked like parts.

But how did you get to the bell tower? The middle-aged woman was puzzled, even if she was sleepwalking, it was impossible to enter the door of the treacherous house, because no one would want to open the door for her?

'Whatever? Let's find a way to get there. The middle-aged woman quickened her movements, groping around for the walls she might have touched.

The walls are not flat, but exist like a circle, with some regular edges and corners. Even a middle-aged woman can touch the roof arched at the top by standing on tiptoe a little. 'Is there such a small inside the bell tower?' The middle-aged woman remembered that she had observed this bell tower many times on the periphery, and the octagonal space should be very large!

There were too many strange things in front of her, and the middle-aged woman could only tremble and shout outward: "Is there anyone? Is anyone here? ”

There was no answer, she shouted again, still without an answer. The thick metal plates seemed to be soundproof, and nothing could be heard in the ears except for a heavy tick.

This time, the middle-aged woman finally began to be afraid, and she began to wonder why she had come to this narrow metal object, was it really because of sleepwalking? Maybe it's because of something else......

Suddenly, she remembered those live chickens, yes, those live chickens! Today, the little girl spends the whole day in the kitchen killing the live chickens. She didn't go to the kitchen to see the little girl because she was chatting with the neighbors, and the middle-aged woman regretted it now, why didn't she ask the little girl why she wanted to kill so many live chickens?

Now it seemed that maybe she had seen something she shouldn't have seen, maybe someone had brought it in, because she couldn't remember what she was doing before she came in. Memories of a long time are gone, and before this memory, shouldn't it be daytime? What kind of sleep does she sleep during the day!

The change of thought made the fear more and more intense, the middle-aged woman's lips began to tremble, her hands unconsciously rubbed the corners of her clothes, and she felt the cold sweat on her forehead dripping down.

Just as she was at a loss, the sound of the pointer moving was mixed with a slight click, as if something was being writhed.

The middle-aged woman hurriedly leaned down to the source of the sound and listened carefully, and indeed a certain place was being opened. Then, the sound of heavy friction between metals was heard, accompanied by the sound of slight human breathing. Middle-aged women can't tell whether the breathing sounds are coming from a man or a woman.

In less than a minute, some lumpy strips, as well as slimy and wet things, were thrown into the space where the middle-aged woman was, and then with a click, the person outside polished the lighter.

When the first light came in, the middle-aged woman felt a burst of excitement that she was finally saved! When he opened his mouth wide and was about to cry for help, his expression stayed in the void.

Because along with the light came a dead man's face whose pupils had turned into the skull, his face was blue and bleeding! The man's arms hung down at his sides, and he looked much longer than his body.

The dull gaze unconsciously moved downward, and the torn skin tissues of the waist, the broken bones and tendons, and the broken flesh and internal organs hanging under the body were impressively presented in front of him. Before the middle-aged woman could let out a scream, the whole person fell backwards and fell unconscious, yellow-green vomit and bloodshot white foam gushed out of her mouth, and it was estimated that it was impossible to wake up again for a while!

The corners of the man's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile, and then threw the half-body into the metal space in one go, closed the cover with a clatter, and hurried away......