Chapter 378: House of Horrors

Auditory hallucinations have also appeared, and like cognitive impairment, the ability of [Nightmares] is also progressive, getting more and more powerful, and it should become more terrifying after that, even if it remains the same, you can play a lot of tricks with visual and auditory hallucinations alone.

It's a very sad day, Sun An sighed, thinking about the content of the phone.

"Next is your ......"

That's what the person on the phone said, it's usually a line that appears in a psychopathic homicidal or ghostly horror movie, usually referring to the next person who will die, but the illusion can't hurt anyone, otherwise it's the same as Lance's ability.

If it refers to scaring people to death, it is a bit unrealistic, Sun An is afraid of things and movements that suddenly appear, that's all, the key is the word 'suddenly', if it persists, he will not be afraid, and the corpses he made and dissected are no better than demons and monsters.

"It's just a test of courage. Sun An opened his eyes and looked at the green face that had come to him, the woman's hair had fallen down, but her eyes were still not exposed, because no, the place where the eyes were located were two black holes, and there seemed to be something darker flowing in the holes, which would drip down at any time.

He walked straight through the illusion and sat up, putting on his newly purchased bathrobe.

Even if there is an auditory hallucination, it can't be said that the previous scream is fake, maybe it's really Bai Yue screaming, and the other party wants him to think it's just an auditory hallucination.

Since the mobile phone was so unusable by visual and auditory hallucinations, I had to look at it myself, and it was a good test of courage.

There is a staircase when you go out, and when you go up to the second floor is Bai Yue's room, the total distance is about ten meters, but Sun An guesses that this journey will be very difficult.

He ignored the female ghost, stood behind the door, gently touched the wound on his abdomen, and made sure that it was all right, then pressed down the doorknob, took a step back, and slammed the door open.

It is much better to open it directly than to open a crack and look out, which is the experience gained from watching a lot of movies and playing a lot of games.

It's a pity that the degree of fright did not decrease, as soon as the door opened, a white figure rushed into the room, crashed head-on towards Sun An, the speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see, passed through Sun An's body, and disappeared into the bookcase.

Although it can't be touched, the visual impact is very realistic, Sun An took a breath of cool air, his head and body leaned back as if he had been hit, only to feel that the back of his neck was as hard as a stone, and it took a while to straighten up.

He moved his neck, rubbed his stiff shoulders, and glanced at Lu Jia's door opposite.

It would be nice if someone accompanied her, but if Lu Jia was called, the illusion might suddenly cover her surface and turn her into a terrifying existence, which was useless.

After thinking about it, Sun An walked out of the house barefoot and came to the corridor, which was already the end of the corridor, next to the stairs, so it was a little narrower than the corridor at the door of the kitchen and living room.

The floor, walls, and ceilings were crawling with terrible insects, snakes, spiders, centipedes, cockroaches, everything that might be frightening, huge in number, black, and difficult to see, only the ground and walls were constantly wriggling.

For Sun An, these things are slightly better, as long as there are no real poisonous snakes and poisonous spiders buried in them, he stepped into the pile of insects, and the illusion was untouchable, so he couldn't feel the insects crawling on his ankles and calves, as long as he didn't look at it.

In the end, the cognitive impairment even affected the sense of touch, and he hoped that the illusion would not be so perverted, otherwise he might really be next.

Finally walked to the stairs, just turned around, Sun An shrunk his neck again, he saw two little girls who might only be seven or eight years old standing on the top of the stairs, their heads bowed, their long hair hanging down to cover her face, their skin was as white as paper, and there were some thick sore-like bumps on their hands and feet, which were leaking black mucus.

From the image point of view, this little girl is much better than the female ghost in front of the bed, Sun settled down for a while, and just as she wanted to go upstairs through them, the little girl raised her head at the same time.

Their faces also had thick sores and eyes, but they were pitch black, and their heads were swaying and twitching at a speed impossible for humans to do.

He instinctively tilted his head and shrank down, not feeling the sticky blood, and when he turned around, the two little girls were gone, the entire corridor was flooded with blood, and a huge centipede floated in front of him with teeth and claws, slowly floating upward.

It's very real, but it's still a visual stimulus, although Sun An is a little sweaty, but he is a little used to it, as if he is emboldening himself, and muttered in a low voice: "This stalk in "The Shining" has been used up rottenly, and it is not scary at all. ”

After saying that, he grabbed the handrail and climbed up the stairs, holding on so tightly that if he was so frightened that he rolled down the stairs, he would really die.

The process of going up the stairs was unexpectedly calm, except that the blood was not transparent, and he could only see the insects floating very closely, and finally at the top of the building, he got into the blood, but what he saw was not the passage between the two rooms on the second floor, but an elevator.

The door of the elevator was open, and there were blood stains everywhere inside, and a woman stood inside, slowly raised her hand and pointed at Sun An and said, "Your next one is your ......"

Then, the elevator doors slowly closed, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Why are they all women? Sun An began to think about this question, nine out of ten ghosts in horror movies are women, and almost all men are murderers or monsters, think about it carefully, male ghosts are indeed not too scary, is it because men standing in the shadows only make people think of perverts?

Still not understanding what "next" meant, he groped his way to the door of Bai Yue's room, and was about to knock on the door when it opened.

"Tss

The sound of the door opening was particularly eerie, and the hand that opened the door was extremely pale, but it had long black nails, like a living corpse that had been lying in the grave for a long time, but its body was still growing.

The door was opened by an old man with dry skin and white hair, wrinkles so deep that he seemed to be able to hold a coin, his lower eyelids drooped so much that they were all covered on his cheekbones, and his cloudy eyes stared at Sun An, as if to check which part of him was more delicious.

"Quietly?" Sun An asked in a low voice.

In the entire apartment building, the only person who could hear him going upstairs was probably Jingjing, he couldn't see whether Jingjing had a gun in his hand, he couldn't see whether Jingjing nodded or shook his head, he could feel the wind when the door opened, and he could be sure that the door was really open, not an illusion.

Being able to open the door so peacefully, there was probably nothing wrong in the room, Sun An said "continue to sleep", and walked to the stairs again, stepping into the blood drowning at the staircase.

Quietly looked at Sun An's background, thought about it, and closed the door again, her right hand hanging down, and blood was flowing down her arm.

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