Zhou Jianshu's face turned blue, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he looked at everyone around him viciously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was then locked up in the basement, where he was confiscated from the vending machine with long knives, crossbows, gumball bombs, and master keys.

"I'm sorry, we can't help it, who made you look so dangerous." After locking the lock, Luo Yasen said calmly to Zhou Jianshu.

"When I get out, I'll kill a few of you." The fierce light in Zhou Jianshu's eyes looked chilling.

No one paid any attention to him.

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In a residential building in Haiyuan City, a young girl is reading comics in her room.

It was a horror comic, her favorite genre.

She always chooses to read horror comics at night. Every time she looked, she drew the curtains tightly, turned off the chandelier, and turned on only the dimly lit lamp on her desk. When flipping through the pages, she likes to turn to the next page after reading one page, especially when she has a hunch that there will be a "wonderful" picture next, she will take a deep breath and then turn the page as fast as possible to create visual stimulation for herself.

Almost every night, her room was filled with this kind of smack, clattering page. Occasionally, she would be startled by certain images, let out a burst of exclamation, and then laugh.

It's her favorite pastime. It's been many years, and I still enjoy it.

This time she watched a comic about a girl with a dream of stardom accidentally walking into the whirlpool of nightmares, which is a new work, but her personality and extremely bloody picture deeply attracted her.

The comic was stumbled upon at a rented bookstore. At that time, she was looking at the rows of comics on the bookshelf that she had already read, and sighed that there were too few good horror comics to keep up with the speed at which she could read them.

Her gaze inadvertently caught a glimpse of a corner of the lowest level. There was a brand-new comic book with a dismembered girl on the cover, mostly blood-red, extremely bloody. However, the more this happened, the more it stimulated her desire to see it. She immediately rented the comic and couldn't wait to get home and start flipping through it.

As always, she flipped the pages quickly.

The comic didn't disappoint her, and the images on almost every page in it were creepy. Looking at it, her habit of quickly turning to the next page actually changed.

She was really scared.

But there seems to be a magic to this manga that makes her want to stop. Her heart was beating faster, but her hands were still churning, only much more slowly.

I don't want to read the next page......

In her head, the words were circling.

However, she couldn't control herself. She even had the illusion that the girl on the picture was herself.

When she wasn't flipping through the books, the room was dead silent, no sound could be heard, and even the wall clock on the wall had stopped running.

Finally, the last page was turned. This comic was finally read by her.

Instead of standing up and stretching as usual and going to wash up and go to bed, she sat in her chair blankly, looking into the air, her hands draped over the back cover, for fear that she would see the picture again.

It's horrible...... How could anyone draw something so distorted and terrifying?

She thought.

After reading horror comics for so long, for the first time in her life, she felt chills all over her body after reading them.

The wall clock behind him stood still at midnight, but in reality, it was long past midnight.

The dim light of the table lamp was the only source of light in the room.

To create an atmosphere of terror, she asked her parents to put the heaviest black curtains in her room.

Her scalp was tingling and she just wanted to stand up and turn on the chandelier on the ceiling. However, she did not dare to move.

She felt like she was surrounded by someone.

She had no way of knowing where it came from, but it was so real that she believed it.

Who is it?

Slowly, with all her strength, she turned her head to the right, which was the direction of the curtain.

No one, nothing. Her family lives on the sixteenth floor, and there can't be anything outside the window.

She turned her head slowly to the left, where her bed was placed.

There are no plush toys that ordinary girls like, only white futons. That's what she asked her parents to choose, and she said the futon reminded her of the hospital in a horror movie.

She was not in the habit of making her bed, and the miserable white quilt was clumped together and piled on top of the miserable white sheets. The quilt was irregularly shaped, and it suddenly occurred to her that there might be something in it.

Or, someone.

She suddenly felt stupid.

Why scare yourself? Why should parents buy these things?

She wanted to run to her parents immediately and let them protect her.

Eventually, however, all she did was stand up in a trembling voice, walk over to the chandelier switch, and press it.

The chandelier was not turned on, but the lamp was extinguished.

The moment the light vanished, she felt like she heard the most hair-wrenching scream in the world.

She fainted and fell to the ground.

When she woke up the next morning, she found herself lying under the covers, unable to tell if she had entered the bed or if her parents had carried her to the bed.

It was seven o'clock, but it was still dark in her room. The heavy black curtains faithfully fulfill their duties, and even in the daytime, they insist on creating the atmosphere of a horror manga for their masters.

She sat up sharply, rushed to the door like crazy, and opened it.

Outside, the sun was shining.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, silently returned to her room, packed her things, and took her bag out. As for the comic, she didn't find it.

She suppressed her uneasiness and went to school as usual. As soon as I arrived at the class, my friend Shao Yongjun came over.

"Hey, have you heard? The one in the next class named Wang Yalan went to participate in the interview of Haiyuan Film and Television Academy, and he passed it successfully. ”

"Really?" She replied absentmindedly.

"Of course it's true, my classmates are going crazy. This is a big deal, our school, maybe we can really come out with a star......" Shao Yongjun was still chattering, but he didn't notice that his friend's face was getting whiter and paler.

Wang Yalan, a girl who pursues her dream of stardom...... Is this a coincidence? Impossible, right?

Her lips twitched, as if she were saying something.

The protagonist of the horror manga she read last night is a girl who wants to be a star. When she looked at it at the time, she faintly felt that the girl's face was a little familiar, and at this time, when Shao Yongjun said this, she remembered that that face was clearly Wang Yalan's face.

In an instant, the horrific images from the comics surged up in front of her eyes.

"Ahhh!!h She suddenly closed her eyes and screamed.

"What's wrong with you?" Shao Yongjun was startled and said helplessly.

She didn't answer. After screaming for a while, she collapsed on her desk.