Chapter 1 Fitting Room
Soho walked on the street, absentmindedly kicking the stones on the side of the road, feeling irritable in his heart, thinking of being accused by that old office NV for no reason today, he couldn't help but have a nameless karmic fire in his heart.
Unconsciously walked to a pedestrian street, looking at the dazzling goods, she touched her pocket, and a few red bills, and walked in ruthlessly.
She didn't miss every store, and gradually walked to the one at the end of the street. The sky was dark, the lights were on, look at the time, it was time to go back, but I don't know what's wrong, there seems to be something in that shop pΓΉ that attracts her, a dreamlike feeling, she slowly walks into it.
Sure enough, there was a dress that made her heart pound, that kind of color, that kind of texture, she couldn't bear to let go, turned over the label and took a look, and the price was actually within her acceptable range.
turned around and called the waiter, only to find that no one had come to greet her until she entered the store. She looked around suspiciously, the silence was unnatural, even now, there was no shortage of pedestrians on the pedestrian street, and there were even a few shops that were bustling with business, and almost every one of them was playing a popular or suitable song, only the one she was in was quiet.
This scene made her feel a little afraid, subconsciously wanted to leave, nervously walked to the door, suddenly tripped over something, hurriedly stood firm against the wall, and looked down to see a snow-white human thigh, tattooed with a contrasting black skeleton.
"Ahh Soho exclaimed.
The thigh shrank, and a non-mainstream girl stood up, took off the earphones blocked in the ear holes, and said angrily: "Sister, it seems that you touched me, right?" What are you shouting? β
It turned out that the girl was sitting on a recliner in the hanger, and she didn't see it because her clothes were in the way, and Soho couldn't help but blame herself for being too nervous, and hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you." Is that dress for me? β
Since there was a waiter, Soho wanted to buy the dress today.
"Yes, wait a minute." When the girl saw that there was business to do, her attitude also turned 180 degrees.
Soho waited, carefully observed the shop, the decoration style has a retro style, a few lotus flowers scattered in the center of the house in a few bamboo tubes, the fitting room is also very chic, similar to the boudoir where ancient women lived, there are two door panels, after entering, a flat wooden board must be inserted to prevent others from entering.
Not long after, the girl brought the dress, and Soho entered the fitting room.
took off the T-shirt on her body, and at the moment when her clothes blocked her vision, Mu Ran heard a woman's sigh, with a dramatic tone, she couldn't help but be stunned, and hurriedly took off her clothes to see.
There is still only herself in the fitting room, Su He secretly sighed that she was too nervous today, maybe it was the non-mainstream girl outside listening to the drama, but she was never able to associate the non-mainstream with the drama, maybe it was the most popular version of Henan Opera "Superstar" recently.
Picking up that dress and wearing it on her body, it was really comfortable, the size was like it was made for herself, not tight, she could even feel her figure being completely revealed.
Just as he was about to pull open the wooden board with the door inserted, Mu Ran heard a strange sound on the wooden wall of the fitting room, very slight, but just audible.
'Thorn'...... As if the sound of fingernails scratching, she immediately looked back.
There are five strange curved lines on the wooden wall, the length of the lines varies, the middle three are almost equal, the outermost one is lower than the rest, and the innermost one is slightly lower than the middle.
Soho doesn't remember that when he came in, there were five lines on it, could it be that he had drawn it just now when there was a sound? She couldn't help but shudder, and her hand involuntarily stepped back to grab the plank.
Suddenly, a cold thing grabbed her, and she let out a low roar, instinctively backing away and trying to break free of it.
The unknown thing didn't seem interested in her, let go of her, and she didn't notice it for a moment, still struggling violently, so she slammed into the wooden wall.
There was a sharp pain in her forehead, and she even touched some blood stained on the wooden wall, and she was about to turn her head to see what had caught her, when suddenly, a palm appeared on the wall, and it swiped downward, and the same five untidy lines appeared on it, just like before, three short and two long.
Soho was stunned, and even forgot to turn her head to look at something behind her, until another palm appeared out of thin air on the wooden wall, and she screamed and turned to open the door.
The planks were pulled out and thrown on the ground, and the door was slived, but the door seemed to be locked from the outside.
Soho banged on the door and called out to the waiter outside, but no one paid attention to her.
'Thorn'......'thorn'......
There were so many noises behind her that Soho almost collapsed, as if she were going to collapse completely, when the lights in the room flickered a few times and went out.
The sudden darkness made Soho's heart twitch a few times, and she instantly crouched in the corner with her arms crossed, listening to the sounds in the room in fear.
Someone was walking around the house, 'snapping'...... Gradually, walking to the fitting room, Soho hurriedly stood up: "Is there anyone?" Let me out! Let me out! β
"Hehe......" A woman's chuckle, with a heavy opera tone, was exactly the one she heard just now.
Soho hurriedly left the door, and the fitting room was just a little place, so her back touched the wooden wall, vaguely bumping into something, and immediately she knew what she had touched, as if scratching an itch, a palm scratched her back.
That cold touch gave her goosebumps.
The sound of fingernails scratching at the walls rang out again, this time not just on the walls behind her, but on every wall.
She curled up in the middle of the fitting room crying, and there was a sound of the roller shutter pulling outside, no! She was desperate and cried, but she didn't have the courage to stand up, and she could think of the horrible images of palms on the walls.
I don't know how long it took, the sound of fingernails stopping, Soho observed suspiciously, slowly groped for her handbag, took out her mobile phone from it, gently slid the switch, and after a bright light, she found that a woman with heavy makeup in a costume was standing in front of her, her hands naturally drooping, holding a bloody head, it was hers......
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