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I stood in the doorway and asked:

"Who?"

Outside the door was a woman's voice:

"Hello, I have your delivery."

I opened the door, and there was a woman standing outside the door, and it was still a rare thing for women to deliver couriers at that time, so I couldn't help but look at her twice.

She wore a black tracksuit with a peaked cap and couldn't see her eyes.

The appearance should be quite delicate, but it is too thin, no more than eighty pounds by visual inspection, although there is a smile on his face, but there is an indescribable awkwardness.

She handed me a VCD-sized box and asked me to sign for it.

I took a look and there was no sender's address.

She didn't say anything more, smiled at me, and turned to leave.

I closed the door and opened the box with some confusion.

Inside is a very delicate Barbie doll.

I've never seen such a delicate Barbie doll, and it's still Chinese style.

Black eyes, black hair, yellow skin.

Especially her eyes, there are still pupils!

I thought Shen Mo bought it and showed it to her, but she was surprised to tell me that she hadn't bought a Barbie doll, and looked at the Barbie doll in my hand with a very scared expression.

I'm a little puzzled, who would send me such a delicate Barbie doll for no reason?

I took a closer look at the Barbie doll in my hand and found that it seemed to be looking at me as well.

When I was a child, let alone owning a Barbie, I hadn't even seen it, and the picture of a boy holding a Barbie doll was a bit spicy to think about.

I reached out and touched the face of the doll, smooth and warm, and I was surprised to find that it was even more delicate than my own skin.

I carefully put it aside, thinking to myself that the current production technology is really not to be underestimated.

Go back to the computer and sit down, and continue reading the unfinished story:

"I didn't dare to tell my parents what I thought, I didn't want them to worry about me anymore.

I didn't dare to stand by the window and look at the kitten downstairs anymore, for fear that I would not be able to help but jump off.

Every night, I could only fall asleep with my Barbie doll in my arms. ”

Seeing this, my hands suddenly shook and the soot fell to the ground.

Looking back at the Barbie doll on the sofa, it was still the same as before, and there was nothing abnormal.

A trace of fear quietly began to creep through the body.

I tried to tell myself not to think about it and to keep reading the story:

"I told Barbie about my secrets, I became less and less talkative, and my parents were very worried about me, and kept taking me to the doctor and doing all kinds of psychological counseling.

But I think those people are cheating us out of our money, and they don't understand what I'm thinking.

During those days, I had the same dream every night of an ugly-looking man walking towards me with a wicked smile.

No matter how much I resisted, I couldn't stop him from ripping off my clothes and getting his disgusting stuff into my body and leaving his disgusting liquid inside me.

Every time I woke up, I immediately went to the shower, trying to wash away that dream, wash away the filthy fluids that the man had left in my body.

I hate everybody more and more, I hate the world.

Also, my memory is getting worse and worse, and I often forget what just happened.

Until one day, I couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere and went out alone with my Barbie doll.

A person walked aimlessly, and the three words Dream Cloud View appeared in my eyes, and I woke up.

I wanted to leave immediately, but my body was out of my control.

The Taoist priest who asked for a hair from me stood at the door, looking at me with a smile and watching me walk in step by step.

I saw him laughing, wickedly, just like the man in my dreams.

He tied my hands and feet and locked me in a basement.

That was the beginning of my real nightmare.

In the evening, he walked in, took off his clothes in front of me, and washed his face with a basin of water that smelled of pine.

When the water in the basin turned gray-black, he looked up, and I saw again the ugly face that had appeared so many times in my dreams.

He tore off my clothes, pinned me to the ground, and got into my body with his filthy stuff.

I cried as hard as I could, but I couldn't make a sound.

Not only that, but when he frantically erupted in my body, he would bite off a piece of meat on me alive, chew and swallow it in front of me.

Then stop the bleeding and treat the wound.

I couldn't do anything but cry.

I don't know how long those days were.

Finally, one day, I felt like I was going to leave this world, and I felt my body getting lighter and lighter, slowly floating.

My body was moving again.

But before I could run out, he appeared, and with a wave of my hand, I couldn't move again.

Then I saw another self lying on the ground.

Haggard, withered, and pale.

There's my Barbie in the corner.

He walked over and picked up the doll and glanced at me lying on the ground.

Turning my body over on tiptoe, stepping on my ass, and smiling evilly, he said:

"Damn, I'm reluctant to eat this ass, it's so tempting!"

As he spoke, he took out a sharp knife from his body, peeled off the skin off my ass bit by bit, and gouged out my eyes to make a Barbie doll.

I have to say, when I look at the Barbie doll made of my own skin, I feel so perfect... ”

I couldn't stand it anymore, and my heart was cold for a while, and cold sweat ran down my sideburns.

Forcefully turned his head and glanced at the Barbie doll on the couch.

It didn't know when it stood up, and a pair of big black and bright eyes looked at me strangely...

I slipped under my feet, slipped off my chair with a thud, and fell to the ground.

I stared into the doll's eyes, motionless.

Two lines of fresh red blood slowly overflowed my eyes and flowed down my cheeks under my gaze.

The QQ message prompt suddenly rang out, and I was scared.

Click on it to take a look, there is its new news, only three words:

"Help me!"

My scalp was tingling.

It seems that this Barbie doll from nowhere must have been sent to me by the old man, which means that he already knows where I live.

The most terrifying thing is that once such a person like him comes to the door, I don't know how to deal with it.

Looking at the two bloody tears on the baby's face, although I was a little scared, I really couldn't bear to let it go, but the only way I could think of was to burn it with a fire.

Shen Mo didn't know when he walked out of the room, standing behind me and looking at the doll in a daze, his face was a little pale.

I hugged her and asked eagerly:

"What's wrong with you?"

Shen Mo turned his head to look at me, his eyes were full of fear...