The wooden house is on fire! I'm surrounded!

In less than a few seconds, the fire had spread rapidly, and the room was about to turn into a sea of fire.

I ran towards the gate, but there was already a fire in front of me, and I couldn't rush through it. Besides, isn't the door still locked? It's useless to run over.

So, how about going out through that window? That won't work, because the fire is already burning over there, and I can't get over there.

What to do? At this time, I saw the staircase, the staircase that led to the second floor.

Just now, because the light in the room was so dark, I didn't even notice that there was a small staircase in the house.

The only way out seems to be to hide on the second floor first, and the fire has not yet burned to the top.

So, I ran towards the staircase.

However, before I could reach the stairs, I suddenly stepped into the air.

This time, instead of falling again, I stepped into the crack in the middle of the floor! My feet, get caught!

Damn, quick, pull it out!

However, no matter how hard I tried, that leg could not be pulled out.

At the same time, the raging fire was already coming towards me!

I was so anxious that I was sweating, I don't know if it was a cold sweat or a hot sweat from the heat in this room.

Finally, I pulled my foot out and let out a sigh of relief.

But just then, I heard a loud bang above my head.

When I looked up, I was horrified to see that one of the beams above my head had come loose, so it hit my head and slammed it down.

I didn't have time to dodge before I was hit on the head by the beam.

Then, as soon as it was dark, I fainted······

Yes! After a scream, I woke up.

I'm still standing in this cabin.

However, there was no fire in the house, only the flames in the charcoal brazier, which were still burning quietly.

However, when I saw the faint fire, I felt an inexplicable panic.

Did I just have a dream? However, this dream is too realistic, right?

No, I have to put out that fire! If, as I dreamed earlier, this fire comes out of the basin, isn't it another fire?

But how do I extinguish the fire? Yes, water, I'm going to find water!

So, I searched for it in this house.

But the strange thing is that there is no water everywhere in this house, even the faucets in the kitchen and bathroom, and there is not a drop of water.

Here, it seems that the water has long been cut off. Obviously, it hasn't been occupied for a long time.

Still, I found a worn-out kettle, and when I shook it, it was still full.

Okay, that's it, that's it.

I carried the kettle and returned to the charcoal brazier.

The flame was still burning softly, warm, but in my eyes, it was a terrible, man-eating monster!

I'd rather spend the night here tonight in the cold than light a fire for the night.

So I poured the pot of water into the charcoal brazier.

Suddenly, I realized that the liquid in the kettle was not water, but oil!

I poured oil into the charcoal brazier, didn't that add fuel to the fire?

Sure enough, as soon as the oil was poured in, the flames burst up and pounced on me.

I was startled, and stepped back, and as soon as I let go of my hand, the kettle fell to the ground, and the oil in it flowed out, and it flowed all over the ground.

Oops, what can I do?

Just when I was worried and regretful, suddenly the window was opened, and it was blown open by a gust of wind.

And the wind blew in into the house.

The fire burned again, and this time, it had lost control and rushed out of the charcoal brazier. Just like a fire demon king, the flames instantly burned the paper horses and paper figures in the house.

But the strange thing is that when I went to get the water just now, weren't these things obviously not in the house? How did they reappear?

The fire lit all the paper-tied things, and with the help of the oil sprinkled on the ground, with the help of the wind, in an instant, most of the house was turned into a sea of fire.

I had nowhere to run, so I had to retreat to the stairs again.

Suddenly, I felt like I had stepped on something and my foot sank.

This time, I fell into the cracks of the planks again.

No, why again? How can a person fall into the same place twice? Damn it!

Could it be that the beams of the house have collapsed down again?

I looked up and saw the beams.

The beams suddenly loosened and made a terrible noise

No, don't! I screamed.

However, it was too late.

The beam fell mercilessly, and it slammed straight down on my head······

I woke up again, and found myself still in the hut, still burning in the charcoal brazier. The paper money, paper people, and paper horses inside are also turning into ashes little by little.

Strange, why did I experience it again?

If it was the first time, I was just dreaming. So, why did I have the same dream again?

No, it's not a dream, it seems like a dead loop, like the story in "Horror Cruise".

Oh my God, there's going to be a fire here! No, I have to do something.

But I couldn't find the water to put out the fire.

But at least I can move the things that will light up in this house?

I looked at the house, and those paper figures, paper horses, and paper houses appeared again, and they were still full, just like terracotta warriors. As soon as the fire burns, the house will become a sea of fire.

This time, I learned to be obedient, and I decided to move these combustibles away first, as far away as possible.

By the way, let's move them to the bathroom. In this way, even if the fire burns, but there is nothing to start the fire, the fire will not be too big.

So I aimed at a paper house closest to the charcoal brazier and was about to carry it.

However, as soon as my hand touched the paper-tied house, something stabbed me.

It was a bamboo strip, a bamboo strip from a paper house, and it pierced my fingers, and blood dripped down my fingertips and fell to the ground.

I clutched my finger in pain, but just as I was looking down at it, I suddenly heard the sound of the window being blown and swaying.

The wind is blowing in again!

No, don't come again!

I threw away the paper house and rushed towards the charcoal basin.

This time, however, the wind suddenly changed, and the fire in the charcoal basin did not burn in my direction, but in the other direction.

On that side, there are also a bunch of paper people and paper horses.

The flames quickly rushed over, setting the pile of paper people and paper horses on fire.

I panicked, so I simply took off my clothes, waved my jacket, and shook it over the pile of lit paper horses.

Finally, I was able to extinguish the fire, and my clothes were burned to the ground.

However, I heard a popping sound behind me again.

As soon as I turned around, I almost fell to my knees.

The flame, the fire in the charcoal brazier, turned in another direction, and lit the paper figures and paper horses on that side.

What's even worse is that the paper money, paper people, and paper horses in the charcoal brazier that have not yet been burned out are also blown out by the wind and floated everywhere. Where they fell, the sparks flew up to the paper-tied things, and quickly caused another fire.

In an instant, the house turned into a sea of fire again.

There was nothing I could do, I was standing there dumbfounded, my mind blank.

Could it be that this is just a dream? Why, this dream hasn't woken up yet?

Suddenly, the terrifying voice sounded in my head again.

The beams of the house are about to collapse again.

This time, I stood still, watching the beam slam down on my head.

Everything has become darkness again······

I've woken up again, how many times has this been?

This time, I changed my strategy, I simply took off my shirt, and shook it violently against the brazier. At the same time, I also added my own feet to try to put out the fire here.

However, a gust of wind blew in again, and the paper money, paper people, and paper horses in the charcoal brazier flew up again and pounced on my face!

I subconsciously stretched out my hand to cover my face, and my foot instinctively withdrew from the basin, and the soles of my feet still hurt a little, which had been burned by the fire.

Suddenly, my shirt, which was still stained with a little spark, was blown away by the strong wind.

It flew up and headed straight for a bunch of paper figures and paper horses.

Yes! Don't!

I rushed over, but it was too late.

The garment carried sparks and crashed into the pile of paper men and paper horses. In an instant, these paper-tied things were ignited.

At this point, I fell into complete despair.

I knew that I was fighting against some invisible force of nature, but no matter how hard I struggled, it was useless. If I continue like this, sooner or later I will be hit on the head by that beam.

So, I chose the last ditch, and that was to jump out of that window!

Although there was a fire in the direction leading to the window, I could not care about it, and I desperately walked through the sea of fire and climbed up the window.

The windows, too, were already on fire and were hot. The broken glass, crumbling in the wind, seemed to fall down at any moment.

I'm afraid this house will soon collapse.

I was about to climb out of the window when suddenly, a gust of wind swooped down on me.

Before I could jump out, I was pushed back by the wind and fell to the floor, the floor in the room.

This time, I hit the back of my head and it hurt!

I tried to get up, but I found that my hands and feet did not obey the call.

At this moment, the terrifying voice sounded above my head again.

And the beam, the beam with the fire, fell down again as it shone on top of my head.

I couldn't escape, and I could only watch this moment come.

The moment that beam hit my head, I had surrendered completely.

Can't I get out of here?

I woke up again, and this time, I was already crazy!

I looked at the charcoal brazier, didn't even think about it, turned around and ran.

This time, as if driven by some force, I didn't even touch anything, and rushed down the escalator all the way to the second floor.

Strange, why didn't I just run out of that window, but instead ran to the second floor?

Won't this fire burn from the bottom of the first floor to the upper floor?

I couldn't explain why I did it, as if there was something on the top of that building that could save me.

But what is that······