Chapter 2 The little boy who shoots the ball

After Lao Du left, I went back to play the game, and that picture always came to mind.

It's a doll, so why do I see it as a real person?

I don't know what's going on, today's game didn't go well, either I was absent-minded, or I ran into a teammate who cheated my father.

I turned off the game irritably and prepared to refresh the show, sent a small phone call, and we chatted.

“…… It can't be that kind of doll, right? He laughed.

"The kind for kids." I was speechless.

He apparently didn't believe it and asked me to give him one for free.

After hanging up the phone, he said in the group of classmates that he could find me if he needed it in the future.

The group blew up, and Fang Ci also came out to speak.

She was my goddess in middle school and is now in college on the ground.

Seeing that she was also in the group, of course I couldn't let my reputation be ruined, so I hurriedly took a photo of the workshop.

"This is the shop where I work." I say.

The photos are even more eerie than when I first came.

When I arrived, I found that there were no incandescent lights in the whole store, and the lights on the roof were dim and the power was very low.

All the windows are still sealed, and I don't know what Lao Du thinks.

When I asked him, he told me mysteriously that dolls don't like light.

The photo blew up in the group, and many people asked me what was going on.

[It's too eerie.] 】

[Ji Li, you are so bold, dare to work in this kind of place, if I have to be scared to death. 】

[There's a light, right?] What's the point when the curtains are drawn during the day? 】

I said that the lighting was like that, and I took a picture of what the windows looked like.

[Wow, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a perverted murderer in a movie.] 】

I said that it was a serious shop, and the owner came home in the evening, and he had a daughter who went to school.

[That's not necessarily, the doll has been quite evil since ancient times, and it hasn't seen the light yet. Have you ever seen a real doll, no finished product? 】

The building is crooked to the supernatural again.

I replied to the comment and took a few more pictures.

I've never been so noticed in the group.

Fang Ci asked me if I had any pictures of the dolls.

[The materials you shot are so exquisite, I want to see the finished product. 】

Others chimed in.

I looked at the box, and it wasn't sealed.

It's packed in a regular cardboard box.

After a moment's hesitation, I opened the carton and was startled.

Inside the box, there was a little boy in a dark red waistcoat.

The degree of realism is extremely high.

I don't know if you have noticed that the higher the simulation of the doll, the more people have a good impression.

When the emulation reaches a critical value, the favorability decreases suddenly.

And when this boundary is breached, too much fidelity, but not exactly like a real person, can provoke a strange sense of discomfort.

This phenomenon is known as the uncanny valley theory.

That's the case with the doll in the box.

It's too similar, but I know he's fake, and it's very uncomfortable.

Especially those dark eyes.

Because of the light, no matter what angle it is, you will feel that the doll is looking at you, and you will be afraid.

No wonder Lao Du didn't let me see the finished doll.

I have to look at these in the middle of the night, whose heart can accept it.

I snapped a picture and quickly closed the box.

posted the photo to the group, and everyone exclaimed.

The realism of the little boy also caused everyone's discomfort.

[The handiwork is really exquisite, but it looks weird, what's going on? 】

[yes, how do I feel like it's just staring at people?] It's also terrifying. 】

[Who's going to buy this?] 】

[Children must not be scared to death......]

Everyone is chattering and interested in this doll shop.

Fang Ci's best friend also proposed to come to the store for a visit during the holiday and asked me for my address.

I sent the location and chatted for a while, but it was getting late and many people were sleeping.

I saw that Fang Ci was also offline, so I also quit.

The woman never came to pick up the goods, so I lay in bed and watched short videos, and casually put a few photos of the doll shop on the Internet.

In a daze, I heard a thump.

Could it be that a woman is coming?

I rubbed my eyes and sat up, kicked my shoes on, and walked to the door with my phone.

Turn on the light in the hallway, and the box is still in the doorway.

I opened the security door, but there was no one outside the sliding door.

Didn't come?

But the sound of knock didn't stop.

I closed the door, thinking about the fact that the rebar would make a marble-like sound on the Internet, perhaps.

Back inside, I was about to go back to sleep, but the sound of knocking was getting closer.

The sound seemed to be in the hallway.

I chuckled and sat up again.

Hurriedly came out to see, the corridor was empty, and the sound of knocking had stopped.

I turned to go back to my room, but my eyes swept over the box at the door and froze.

I don't know when the lid of the carton was opened.

There was no second person in the store other than me.

But I only took a photo, and then I covered the cardboard box, and there was no window in the hallway, and it couldn't be blown by the wind.

Cold sweat rolled down my forehead and I walked over slowly.

The carton was empty.

The sound of knock knock rang out behind him again.

At the same time, there was a faint sound of footsteps.

I was so frightened that I quickly turned around, but at the end of the porch, I saw a little boy slapping a ball.

He didn't shoot it well, and the ball rolled over with a grunt.

His figure also disappeared around the corner.

Over there, there are two locked rooms.

I stood in the doorway, frantically opening the door, but the door seemed to be welded and could not be opened.

A blue and white ball rolled out of the hallway.

It didn't take long for the boy to come over, pick up the ball, and clap it on the ground.

He was wearing a red waistcoat, exactly like the doll in the box, but I could tell he seemed to be a real person.

And then the little boy noticed me and walked towards me.

"Big brother, do you want to play together?"

I woke up suddenly and was having a nightmare.

The mobile phone that I was holding in my hand smashed into my body, and it woke me up.

I was sweating all over, and when I clicked on my phone, it was already past twelve o'clock, and the woman was afraid that she would not come.

The nightmare was so real, I had never dreamed anything so real.

I still remember the scene in the dream very clearly.

I walked out and stood in the doorway and looked at the cardboard box.

The carton was covered intact and showed no signs of opening.

I thought about it for a moment, and then took out an empty drink bottle and placed it on top of the box, the slightest movement would cause a sound.

Except for the first week, I was already familiar with the doll shop, and I rarely got scared and restless.

Maybe it's for the sake of taking pictures.

I didn't feel sleepy and sat on the bed looking at my phone.

Unexpectedly, a few photos I posted to Orange attracted attention.

A person named "When is the bright moon" left me a message and asked me how to sell this kind of doll and if I could see the finished product.

I didn't send him the finished product, after all, the boss wouldn't let me open the box, and the photos were just shown to my classmates.

"There are no photos, 10,000 for general specific dolls, and 5,000 for Puding."

The other party didn't reply to me immediately, probably asleep.

At this moment, there was a thumping sound outside.