I rushed up to the second floor of the cabin in one go.

The second floor of this small cabin is actually not big. There are a lot of miscellaneous items here, and the most of them are some dolls, all kinds of dolls, but they are all very old and dirty, and even on top of them. There are also cobwebs sticking.

It seems that this second floor should be the storage room of this small cabin, right?

Since there are dolls here, it means that there must have been a little girl living here. She must be the daughter of the owner of this cabin, right? But why doesn't she have other toys and likes to collect so many dolls?

In addition to the dolls, I also noticed that there was a shotgun hanging on the wall on the second floor, and there was also a large deer head on the wall.

It turns out that the owner of this cabin must be a hunter, or maybe he is a guy who likes to hunt?

Oh, why am I looking at this? The fire downstairs, wait a minute, isn't it going to burn up?

So, I turned around again and walked to the stairs and looked down at the first floor.

Strangely, the fire in the charcoal brazier below the first floor was still burning quietly and had not changed in any way.

It stands to reason that at this time, the flame under it should also burn? Strange, why is it motionless now?

In fact, by the time I climbed to the second floor, I had already thought of a way to escape.

If the fire came up from the bottom of the first floor, I would simply jump out of the second floor. Although it is a little higher here, it is only the second floor, and even if you jump, you should not fall to your death, at most you will break a leg. It's much better than losing a life.

I waited a little longer, but it was still calm down there.

Suddenly, I understood: as long as I didn't touch the things on the first floor, and didn't stay there for long, but went straight up to the second floor, it seemed that the fire would not happen again.

Do I have to go up to the storage room on the second floor when I go to this cabin? Am I going to go up to this second floor?

I turned around and searched on the second floor.

In a corner on the second floor, I found a doll about the height of an adult, about 1.5 meters.

She sat in that corner, quiet, motionless. If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to find this doll.

This doll is no different from a normal doll, except that it is much bigger, with big eyes and a big mouth.

However, when I saw the big eyes of the doll, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

That eye seemed to move with me, and wherever I went, it seemed to be staring at me. It was as if it wasn't a toy, but a living person hidden in a toy, watching my every move.

I tried not to look at that guy, and it was a really bad feeling.

At this time, I suddenly found that on a table on the second floor, there was an upside-down bowl, and under the bowl, there was a piece of paper.

I walked over slowly, and pulled out the piece of paper from under the bowl.

This piece of paper is actually just a page of a torn diary. On that piece of paper, there was a line of writing. This handwriting should be written by a child, the handwriting is very immature, and in some places, there are traces of alteration.

However, when I saw the contents of the paper, I couldn't calm down.

"Today, I was locked up at home by my mom and dad, and only Mary could play with me."

When I saw this first sentence, I was stunned.

Mary? How is it Mary again? Who is this Mary? Could it be the Mary I'm looking for?

However, there are many girls called "Mary" in the world, and this "Mary" may just be the little girl's friend who wrote this diary, right?

However, there is also a possibility that this Mary is not a person at all!

Mary, can't it be a doll's name?

Thinking of this, I turned my head.

In the corner on the other side, the human-tall doll was also looking at me.

Suddenly, I felt as if she was smiling at me, as if to say, yes, you guessed it, I'm Mary!

I didn't dare to look at the doll anymore, so I turned my head again and continued to look at it.

"Mary was very nice to me, she would tell me a lot of ghost stories."

Mary who can tell ghost stories? It seems that this Mary is not a doll, can a doll talk?

But why did this Mary like to tell ghost stories to the little girl? Ghost stories, ghost stories?

Mary said, "There was a little girl, her parents were going to divorce, and they didn't want her anymore, they ignored him. So, the little girl thought of a way to make her parents never leave her again. ”

Seeing this paragraph, I frowned.

Is this a ghost story? What kind of ghost story is this?

However, when I saw the latter sentence, I was stunned.

She poured rat poison into her parents' bowl, and when she ate it, they all died, became ghosts, and floated around the house. From then on, they could only stay with her in this room, and the little girl felt very happy. ”

I really shuddered a little when I saw this passage.

This story is even more terrifying than those ghost stories!

Is this the ghost story that Mary told the little girl? How could that Mary tell such a horrible story to this little girl?

Suddenly, behind me, something sounded.

Could it be that the fire below is burning again? However, the voice was not in the right direction, it seemed to be on the second floor, coming from that corner.

I turned my head, but I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

Suddenly, I felt that the doll standing in that corner seemed to be in a slightly wrong position, as if it had moved a little. Although, just a little bit, I still feel it.

A cold sweat broke out, and I immediately turned my head back and continued to read the last few words on the paper.

"Mom and Dad don't love me, only Mary loves me the most, and only she will be with me forever. If one day I'm going to leave this world, Mary, I'll take you with me. ”

When I saw this last sentence, I was suddenly shocked.

Where have I seen this before?

Ah, I remember. Yes, in the Ghost Hospital, in Dr. Meng's office!

"If one day I'm going to leave this world, I'm going to take you with me!"

That's right, that's it! This is a sentence in Dr. Meng's suicide note.

The only difference is that the word "Mary" does not appear in Dr. Meng's suicide note. And in this little girl's diary, it is clearly recorded: The person to be taken away is "Mary"!

It can't be a coincidence, right? Could it be that there is some kind of relationship between this little girl and Dr. Meng?

So, who is the "you" that Dr. Meng wants to take away in his suicide note? Could it be Mary?

But who is this Mary in the little girl's diary? Is it her best friend who loves to tell ghost stories? Or is it another person?

I was pondering when suddenly, I felt something strange behind me.

When I looked back, I saw that the human-tall doll was standing right behind me! Its big eyes are staring at me!

I was so startled that my legs went limp, and I almost fell to my knees.

Can dolls walk on their own? It's so wicked.

At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded in my ears. 、

At first, the voice was faint. Later, the voice became louder and louder.

"Mary, we're always going to be together."

The sound kept repeating, getting harsher and harrier, ringing in my ears.

I covered my ears and closed my eyes as well.

However, the sound did not stop, and it kept ringing in my ears.

"Mary, we will always be together. Mary, we will always be together. Mary, we will always be together. ”

Enough, enough! I've had enough!

I screamed!

Suddenly, the voice died down, and everything was calm.

When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to see that the big doll that had just walked behind me had returned to its original position, standing motionless in the corner.

Could it be that what I just saw was still an illusion?

I still have the piece of paper in my hand, but I have already pinched it to the point where it is not presentable.

I suddenly felt a sense of panic, and I let go of my hand and dropped the note.

I can't stay here, I'm going to get out of here! Here, there are really ghosts!

I searched around again, and found that there was a small hidden staircase on the side of the second floor, which led to the third floor. The third floor should be the attic on this small wooden roof, right?

I didn't dare to go up to the third floor, though, who knows what else would be there?

I decided to go downstairs and get out of this place as soon as possible.

There are ghosts here, don't stay for long!

I went down the stairs again, but before I could get downstairs, I found that the bottom of this floor suddenly changed!

The coal-fired brazier is still there, and the fire is still quietly lit. However, those paper people, paper horses, and paper houses have long disappeared without a trace.

The room was neatly tidy and clean, and the lights had been lit, not at all like the dilapidated appearance I had seen.

What's going on here? Why has everything changed?

At this moment, suddenly, the closed door was opened. The light shone in from the outside.

Along with the light came a man with a hat and a beard, and in his hand he carried a shotgun, exactly the same as the one I saw in the storage room on the second floor. On his shoulder, he was also carrying a dead deer, which also reminded me of the big deer head hanging on the wall on the second floor.

Could it be that this man is the owner of this cabin? Is he really a hunter?

Oh no, I can't be found out by him, I'd better hide.

So, I hid on the corner of the stairs on the second floor, where I could see the man clearly, but he didn't necessarily see me.

When the bearded man entered the house, he left the deer at the door, hung his gun on the wall not far from the door, and took off his hat and threw it aside.

Then, as soon as he sat down, his head leaned back, looking comfortable.

Suddenly, I found that there were two more people in this room besides him!

A little girl, kneeling on the wooden floor. She was playing with a doll with her back to my direction. On the other side, there was a woman, also with her back to me, standing with her head bowed, sweeping the floor with a mop in her hand.

It looks like this is a family of three: father, mother and daughter.

Strange, how did they get in? Why is it so quiet, I haven't noticed it at all? Could it be that they all came back from outside during the time I was upstairs?

What can I do? If they find me, won't they arrest me as a thief?

I couldn't go downstairs, so I had to stay on the second floor.

"Mary, what are you playing? Why do you lie so low? Quick, look up and let Daddy take a good look at you. The bearded man spoke.

What, Mary? That girl, she's Mary?

At first, I thought that the girl who wrote the diary in this house was not named Mary, but that she was playing with another girl named Mary, and heard "ghost stories" from Mary. But I didn't expect that this little girl herself turned out to be Mary?

Could it be that the "Mary" she wrote about in her diary was someone else, another girl with the same name as her?

Perhaps, the "Mary" mentioned in the diary is not a real person, but the huge rag doll?

That rag doll, it can tell ghost stories to Mary, that's incredible······