Nightmare Attack

Chapter 357
"Brother Taro, where are we going?" Yulan held Jiao Tailang's arm and looked around with her eyes, but because the surroundings were too dark, she couldn't see anything clearly.

An inexplicable fear fermented in my heart.

Her only consolation is her teammate Jiao Tailang in front of her.

But ever since the former pulled him away, he seldom spoke. Sometimes he only answered after asking several questions, and his voice was reluctant.

Yulan only thought that he was cautious and didn't want to be exposed.

But... this road is not too long.

And slowly, Yulan also noticed that something was wrong, it was dark all around, how did Taro see the road clearly.

This is like a bomb that exploded directly in the heart.

Magnolia's feet were soft.

She didn't dare to speak anymore, so she could only touch Taro's arm little by little, slowly, little by little, until she touched a hand.

Compared with the cold touch, what makes Yulan more desperate is the shape of that hand.

And unusually sharp long nails.

"Ah!.Ahh!" While screaming, Yulan mustered up her last courage, shook her hand forward fiercely, and turned on the flashlight at the same time.

She has seen the ghost hand cut off by the banana wolf, and it is it!
That ghost came to find me!
The light shines, but there is no one in front of him, no, it's a ghost, and the ghost has disappeared.

She immediately controlled the light to illuminate the surroundings. It looked like a closed space, not too big or too small. There were rows of shelves nearby.

taller than a human.

But what frightened Yulan was that the shelves were full of rows of human heads.

Of course not the real head.

It's the kind of dummy head used to hang wigs.

It should be preconceived impressions at work, seeing so many chestnut, brown, and more black hair at this moment, Yulan's heart is numb.

The story that the store owner told them before began to repeat in their minds over and over again.

She swallowed.

It is true that her experience is not as rich as that of others. She cannot pretend this. She has only experienced one mission, and she survived because of the good teammates she met.

She clearly knew that her only hope of survival was to leave this place, which was probably the warehouse of the wig shop in the proprietress' story.

door.

She wants to find the door!
Then run away.

There will be a chance, she cheers herself up in her heart, she will definitely survive!
After walking a few steps, she had to look back, because she always had the feeling that she couldn't tell, there must be something else here, because she always had the illusion of being watched.

The light shines back and forth, and the light refracted by different colors of hair is different. In the dark, it brings a sense of hopeless suffocation.

"Da da da."

The leather shoes stepped on the ground, making a rhythmic sound.

She first found the wall, and then planned to walk along the wall, so that she could find the door.

Of course, the premise is that she can live to that time.

The number of wigs on the shelves far exceeded her expectations, and she walked along the wall for 10 minutes without finding a corner.

Swallowing hard, she stopped, knowing that something was wrong. She had observed this shopping mall outside, and it was of an average scale. It was impossible to have such a large warehouse.

And as a wig shop opened here, it is even more impossible to stock so many wigs.

Oops
She forced herself to calm down, but couldn't.

"Tick."

She froze for a moment.

"Tick."

"Tick."

Raising her head suddenly, she was sure it wasn't an auditory hallucination, and there were sounds nearby.

It was the sound of dripping water.

And very close.

Just near her, no more than 10 meters away.

She didn't have any curiosity about these, because most of the people who died in ghost stories or horror movies were killed by their own curiosity.

Yulan roughly determined the direction of the sound of water droplets, and then immediately ran in the opposite direction.

But what made her desperate was that no matter how far she ran, she could still hear the sound of water, even if she blocked her ears, it would not help, and the sound of water was constantly approaching her.

Getting closer.

8 meters, 5 meters, 3 meters. These senses of distance, which are not easy to perceive, seem to be materialized at this moment, at least for Yulan.

Until the voice stopped beside her.

She stopped running, and she couldn't run anymore.

"Tick."

"Tick."

With trembling hands, she shone the flashlight towards the place where the sound came from. It was on the ground beside her, where there were dots of blood.

A moment later, at her feet, a drop of blood rolled down and smashed to the ground, splashing blood onto her white leather shoes.

The red is so dazzling.

Gritting her teeth, she moved the flashlight up a little bit, and finally... she saw it.

It was a human head, hidden among a group of human heads, a real human head.

Yes, the proprietress of the nail salon!
With her eyes open, her posture was exactly the same as that of the human head model next to her. The torn skin was turned over on the broken neck, and the skin on one side was pulled away, revealing the blood-red flesh inside.

Blood flowed out along the broken neck, stuck to the messy hair, and then dripped to the ground along the edge of the shelf.

The proprietress was also killed by a ghost.

Just as she was still in shock, the next second, she saw the scariest and last scene in her life. The proprietress, who was already dead and could not die again, suddenly focused her eyes and stared at her, then grinned, saying yes She pulled out a weird smile.

The flashlight went off in an instant.

"Ah! Ah!!"

In the darkness, a group of people were shuttling, Guan Yuanning walked in the front, Jiao Tailang also gave her his knife, after all he didn't have eyes that could pierce the darkness.

"Wait." Hua Luo said suddenly.

Hearing this, the two stopped, "What's wrong?" Jiao Tailang asked, the flashlight shone around, but nothing was found.

Hualuo sniffed lightly, then her face changed slightly, "It smells like blood."

After speaking, he pointed in a direction ahead, "It seems to be over there," he said quickly, "It was brought by the wind."

Several people understood that Yulan probably had more bad luck than good luck.

Before leaving, Guan Yuanning took off a photo wrapped in a wooden frame from the wall, and a figure of a person was clearly left on it.

It was the woman who called herself the proprietress just now.

And there is a line of small words on the side: Song Xiaoyou's first anniversary record, I wish Sunshine Story and the proprietress beautiful forever.

Standing next to her was a fat woman who looked more like a proprietress than her, with a mean face and a leather jacket that was obviously a size smaller.

What Wan Yuanning said just now proved this even more. She said that Yulan was taken away by Song Xiaoyou, a female ghost who claimed to be the proprietress.

Song Xiaoyou held Yulan's hand, while another blue ghost hand with sharp nails covered the latter's eyes.

Just like that, the two walked away unsteadily.

Like a puppet.

"Ghost covers the eyes." Hua Luo frowned and said in a low voice.

　The third watch is over and will continue tomorrow

　
(End of this chapter)