My House of Horrors

The chair is placed in the middle of the corridor, and if you want to enter the second floor, it will inevitably pass by it.

Before the encounter at the entrance of the girls' apartment, Chen Song was still vivid, and the chair seemed to take the initiative to approach the living.

He hid in the corner of the stairs and hesitated.

"With the backrest, this chair is completely different from the chair in the activity center classroom. It should have been specially moved from other places, but why should they throw the chair in the activity center?"

Looking at the style, the chair on the second floor of the activity center is the same as the chair in the girl's apartment building. It should be the apartment chair that the school distributes to each student.

Chen Ge used a mobile phone to take a picture of the opposite room, which said the words vocal: "The dance room is not on the second floor, or do I go directly to the third floor? How can I do if there is a chair in the middle of the corridor on the third floor? I was chased by the stairs to the corner of the stairs, and when I went downstairs, I was blocked by the chair on the second floor..."

There was some horrible picture in my mind. Chen Ge thought for a moment, did not evade, and grasped the tool hammer into the corridor on the second floor.

The black lacquered hallway couldn't be seen at the end, the doors on both sides were all closed, the windows on the door were covered with dust, and the window was vague and could not see what was hidden in the classroom.

Chen Ge walked very slowly. He didn't neglect other things because the chair was close at hand.

In fact, in Chen Ge’s view, the idle classrooms on both sides are actually more scary.

"The place doesn't know how long it hasn't come in. The floor tiles are covered with dust and the footprints can't be disposed of. If the person behind me is also in the activity center, he will definitely find me." In such a strange environment Chen Ge also did not forget the third party who might be wary of vigilance: "I want to speed up, fast and quick!"

The phone light shook as the singer's arm swayed, and he was getting closer and closer to the chair.

"It seems that there is nothing to be afraid of? Can a chair kill me?" Chen Song turned around the chair, which gave him the feeling of a very ordinary chair.

"Would you like to take it apart and take a look?" Chen Ge thought so, and he did the same. He lifted the tool hammer and put the chair down. He suddenly saw something written under the chair.

"Qian Yujiao? It is like the name of a girl."

The appearance of this name is more certain of Chen Ge’s previous speculation that the chair is not the original object of the activity center, but belongs to a certain individual.

When the school holds a large-scale event, the students will bring their own chairs. In order to prevent confusion, many people will write their own names under the chairs.

"Is there a name under the chair in the girl's apartment?" Chen Ge remembered the name in his heart. He thought about not breaking the chair, but putting it in the classroom next to him: "The longer you stay, the more you I feel uncomfortable, I will go to the third floor."

He returned the same way and went down the stairs to the third floor.

There was nothing in the empty corridor. Chen Ge opened the doors of several classrooms. The tables and chairs inside were piled up behind the house. Some of the walls were painted with new paint, which clearly showed two different colors.

“The school has to be closed. Why should we refresh the paint at this time? Who will look at the decoration?” The encounter in Ping An’s apartment made Chen’s mind instantly come up with an idea: “The new wall paint should be used to cover up a certain Kind of things."

He hammered the wall with a tool, which made him feel strange that the wall behind the new paint was normal, and there was no such thing as blood and women's hair.

“It’s not that simple.” He went to several classrooms and found that not every room had a place to refresh the paint. A few pieces of paint that were refreshed were also close to the drainage pipes in the building.

“Before the school was closed, the drainage system of this building should be reinstalled.” Chen Song looked up: “The classrooms on the first and second floors of the activity center can see the traces of use, only the third floor. The classroom seems to have been discontinued before it was closed."

The tables and chairs were piled up together, and there wasn't even a piece of chalk on the podium. Some classroom doors even had locks.

"Haunted? Murder? There are security risks?" There are many reasons for being banned. Chen Ge is not sure. He left the classroom and walked toward the fourth floor.

Stepping on the stairs, Chen Ge turned back from time to time, and the chair did not catch up.

As he walked between the third and fourth floors, he found a wooden board on the stairs with the words prohibiting entry, and several lines around the board.

They all walked here. How could Chen Ge return because of a broken plank? He put the planks aside and drilled directly under the rope.

On the fourth floor, Chen Song saw at a glance that a piece of painted door was hanging on the door of the stairs.

"Dance room!" After groping for so long in the event center, he finally found the place where red shoes are most likely to appear.

The layout of the fourth floor is not the same as the other floors. Several classrooms were opened and merged into one.

Tearing off the seal on the door and opening the door lock, Chen Ge pushed the door of the dance room that had been dusted for several years.

Time seems to have been forgotten here, and everything has remained the same as it was a few years ago.

The smooth wooden floor was covered with dust, and there was a strange smell in the house. It seems that a lot of deodorant has been sprayed here, but because the air is not circulating and sealed for so many years, the smell of the deodorant itself has already been Degeneration has become a new smell.

Chen Ge is in the wall and enters it. This dance studio is very professional. On the wooden floor, it is easy for students to practice dance. It seems to be afraid that the sound is too loud, affecting other classrooms downstairs, and sound-absorbing cotton is attached to the wall. A baffle is installed.

"I am seeing this dance studio for the first time." Chen Ge raised his mobile phone and took it to the distance.

The wall is equipped with a wall-mounted lever that can be adjusted freely. Underneath is a row of low-profile seats for students to rest.

On the other end of the dance studio, six-sided floor mirrors are placed side by side. The mirrors are seamlessly combined. Each mirror is about one meter wide and about two meters high.

"I almost forgot the mirror in the dance room." Looking at the floor-mounted mirror covered with walls, Chen Song took a breath, and in the middle of the mirror, there were three chairs with backrests.

"At the same time, there are three?" Chen Ge bit his teeth and took the initiative to walk to the three chairs. His every move was revealed in the mirror.

In the early morning dance room, looking at himself in the mirror, Chen Song is closer to the heart and the bottom is not.

He resisted the urge to smash the mirror and put the three chairs down. Like the chair I saw before, each girl had the name of a girl underneath.

"Accounting for the chair in the girl's apartment, I saw a total of five chairs. If every chair represents a girl, what happened to the five girls?"