Why do people feel afraid of their dolls?

Japanese roboticist Masahiro Mori once proposed a theory of the uncanny valley, and as the anthropomorphism of humanoid objects increases, so does the favorability of human beings towards them. The more realistic these humanoid objects are, the more favorable people will be, but when a critical point is exceeded, this favorability will suddenly decrease, and the more human-like they are, the more they will arouse disgust and fear, until they reach the bottom.

Therefore, all kinds of toys mass-produced by toy manufacturers are as anthropomorphic as possible, but at the same time, they exaggerate the expressions and body proportions as much as possible, and strive to achieve the apex of customer favorability rather than overdoing it.

But Marie. Xiao made puppets with only one goal, which was to strive to be more human-like.

Like a person, but not a person, it will make people feel palpitations.

Qi Zihuan is now standing in front of a whole wall of puppets, each puppet is packed in a transparent plastic box, one next to the other, neat and dense.

He looked at them one by one with a flashlight, and the puppets were of different shapes, male and female, black and white, each looking ahead, and the only thing they had in common was that they all wore the same smile.

The box in the middle is empty, with a black nameplate underneath that says "Billy".

At the end of the puppet wall, there is a chair covered with a red cloth, and the silhouette of a human figure can be seen, quietly, like a girl who has just been sent into the cave room, nervously waiting for the arrival of the drunken husband.

Qi Zihuan walked in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently lifted her red hijab, and finally saw the beautiful face of the prosperous world under the red cloth.

Sitting on the chair was a puppet, but also a dried corpse, with reddish-brown hair, completely cut off eyelids, blue eyes, and a mouth fixed into a smiling arc, the skin had long since lost all moisture, dried and black, and wrinkled.

This is the little boy who screamed in the theater, now in a formal dress, sitting upright in a chair, immortalizing himself with the puppets he hated.

So, this story tells us not to make a lot of noise when watching a show.

Suddenly, the boy's eyes moved to the left.

All the puppets on the wall are looking to the left at the same time.

"Squeak, squeak......"

There was a sound of wooden rocking chairs bobbing back and forth on the left.

The flashlight shines on, and a red-haired clown-shaped puppet is lying on a broken rocking chair, his hands on the armrests, swaying leisurely.

"Marie. Shaw? Qi Zihuan took out his pistol and assumed a standard CS gun holding posture.

Ever since he crossed over here and became a police officer, he'd been hoping to pose as a pose, even if he couldn't even fire a pistol safe.

The clown puppet let out a long laugh before speaking.

The only strange thing is that the laughter is rough and hoarse, and it is clearly a man's voice.

"You're smart, Oriental, and you seem to know more than you should." The voice that spoke was a delicate girl's voice.

"Eh, your fine voice is very distinctive." Qi Zihuan made a joke before putting away the pistol and holding Seventeen in his hand, "You mean it, right?" Well, it didn't like the name Billy, it was too GAY, so I changed its name to Seventeen. ”

"How did you stop me from entering it? It's a puppet I made myself. "Marie. Xiao's voice changed again, high-pitched, like a woman of some age.

"I told you that you don't understand, besides, why do you always want to enter other people's bodies, it's still a child." Qi Zihuan rolled his eyes, pointed to the dried corpse puppet and said, "This is the boy who shouted to break the emperor's new clothes?" ”

"Yes, that's the uneducated kid."

"The bear boy is indeed hateful, but you can't quietly burn his homework book? Do you have to make it look like this? Qi Zihuan asked.

"Hahaha, you all think I killed it? Yes, I did kill him, but only after I died. "Marie. Xiao's voice changed more and more frequently, sometimes poignant, sometimes soft.

Qi Zihuan was a little surprised, and asked again, "Huh?" Doesn't the previous disappearance have nothing to do with you? ”

"What's missing, it's just another prank by this spoiled imp! He ran away from home on a whim, and watched his family look around but was at ease. And I, who was carefully preparing for the next performance, was brutally arrested by the townspeople who suddenly broke in, and they forced me to ask about the whereabouts of my child, but I didn't know anything! Then, I was brutally tortured and had my tongue pulled out alive. ”

Qi Zihuan didn't expect this to be the case, and was speechless for a while.

"No one listened to my arguments, they just heard me screaming in pain. So, my puppets and I broke into their homes one by one and told them that as long as they could hold back their screams, I wouldn't kill them...... Hehehe, but no one can not be afraid, no one can not scream. The clown puppet shook his head and said triumphantly, "As for the boy, I found and killed him, trying to make the most perfect puppet out of his body." It's a pity that you have also seen that the corpse will rot and stink after a long time, and finally become such a disgusting dry corpse. ”

"So, you started out as an artist who wanted to improve your puppet-making skills." Qi Zihuan was a little embarrassed, and sighed in his heart that sure enough, all powerful ghosts must have grievances, "Later, I died unjustly and tragically, so I was determined to take revenge, right...... it! ”

Qi Zihuan was attracted by the story, and forgot for a moment that he was facing a crazy ghost who slaughtered the family and exterminated the clan, and just when he was still concluding his speech, he only felt a strong wind coming from the back of his head, and narrowly dodged his head, and a dried corpse with sharp nails poked at the side of his face.

The blow missed, and the dry corpse's wrist twisted, and it grabbed horizontally.

The clown puppet that had been sitting in a rocking chair also jumped up and swooped in the air like a falcon.

Bang Bang Bang ......

All the puppets on the walls were crazy, shaking their heads at great frequencies and slapping their hands desperately against the plastic panels.

Just when the claws of the dry corpse were about to poke five blood holes in Qi Zihuan's face, Qi Zihuan's head suddenly flung back, his waist and lower plate did not move, and his entire upper body folded backwards at an incredible angle.

At the same time, he threw Seventeen with his left hand, just in time for the clown puppet that pounced in the air.

With a wave of his right hand, the sword came.

When the claws of the dry corpse were in the air again, he got up again, and at the same time his steps staggered, and when he turned around, he slashed down with a sword.

The peachwood sword was not sharp and could not achieve the effect of cutting, but this time he slashed Qi Zihuan with anger and almost used all his strength, directly knocking the skull of the dry corpse to pieces, and even the neck bone was misplaced, and his head was weakly shrugged in front of his chest.

The corpse was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his claws to poke again.

I forgot that people are puppets.