Chapter 632 How Does It Feel Like the Room Is Full Of

"It stinks!"

The drunk was completely awake. He covered his mouth and nose, and took a photo of the phone to the kennel.

Contrary to his expectations, there was nothing dirty inside.

"It looks very clean, but why is it so smelly? My raw meat doesn't have such a strong smell after being covered!"

Enduring his nausea, the drunk man picked up the branch next to him and poked the soil in the doghouse a few times: "There is nothing buried under it? Where does the smell come from? It feels like it has soaked into the wooden board went?"

The sound of chaotic footsteps outside was getting closer, and the drunk man took a step back. He couldn't stand the stench, so he turned into the small building through the window next to him.

"I hope that family of three won't bring the monster here." The drunk faintly regretted why he called the middle-aged man together in the first place. Didn't this reveal his position?

Holding his head with his hands, the drunk squatted under the window sill. He pinched himself again: "It must not be a dream. What was that thing just now? Can it run so fast with only the head left? Is it moving with its jaw?"

In the eyes of the drunk, the family of three is probably in danger, and he is not going to save each other: "Except for me, the passengers on the bus may have been wiped out. No one dares to face that thing, there must be no one." people"

His head was still dizzy, and the drunk man was sweating from fright: "What should I do now? There is no signal on my phone, and I don't even know where I am. Forget it, just hide here and wait until the fog clears."

If you eat a pit, you will learn a lot of wisdom, and the drunk will no longer dare to run around.

He squatted under the window and waited for a few minutes, when suddenly he heard the door in the yard rattling.

"Someone came in!"

Holding his breath, the drunk did not dare to breathe out.

He listened attentively, and after the sound of the door, the courtyard quickly became quiet again.

"Just came in to take a look? Didn't the monster notice me?" The drunk man learned to be smart this time. He didn't directly look up the window. He was also afraid that when he looked up, he would find someone looking in the window.

Turning on the phone, the drunk adjusts the angle and uses the camera function to watch the yard outside.

The door was ajar, and there was no one in the yard.

"This is a blessing in misfortune." The drunk stood up and accidentally touched the bottle on the windowsill while taking back his phone.

"Air freshener?" The drunk put the bottle back in place without paying much attention.

Straightening his back, the drunk finally had time to look around.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that he could hear a vague sound in his ears, as if the wind chimes were ringing.

People in some parts of the country have the habit of hanging wind chimes at the door. As long as the wind chimes sound, it means that someone has entered the house.

If it was normal, this sound would be nothing to the drunk, but now it is different, he always feels that there is something walking back and forth in the hallway, and the speed is very fast.

As long as he thinks that there are other things in this room, his heart will be pounding.

Footsteps moved on the floor, the drunk man turned his back to the window, and vaguely felt a sudden darkness behind him, as if the light from the window was blocked by something.

A person standing outside the window? !

As soon as this idea came to mind, the drunk man's scalp was about to explode, his body froze in place, and the wind chimes rang in his ears continuously, becoming more and more clear.

Something is approaching?

The drunk man summoned up all his courage to look back, the window was empty and there was nothing there.

"A false alarm?" He retreated to the window, and when his fingers stroked the window frame, he felt a little prickly. With the help of the light from his mobile phone, he found that there were a lot of black dog hairs in the gaps of the window frame.

"Snapped!"

The window on the second floor of the small building was pushed open with a creak, the drunk man trembled, and the dog hair on his palm fell to the ground.

He heard it clearly, the sound of the window opening was right above his head!

I don't know if this is a coincidence, or someone is deliberately playing tricks on him.

He didn't dare to jump out of the window and felt that it was not safe to stay inside.

As he struggled, more dog hair fell from the top of his head.

"Why is there so much dog hair?" He thought of the empty kennel in the yard, and the strong stench!

"What's going on?" He didn't dare to look up, the drunk was not at all curious about what was staring at him on the second floor, at this moment he just wanted to be alone quietly.

"We can't delay any longer, we have to leave!" The drunk had just made this decision in his mind, when the door in the yard was pushed again, and in the darkness, something that looked like a mop was stuck at the door.

Seeing the face hidden in the rags and black hair, the drunk's heart seemed to be immersed in icy water.

He didn't even bother to close the window, and hurriedly left the room near the small courtyard.

"Damn, why did he appear at this time?" The drunk ran into the corridor, the sound of wind chimes came from the end of the corridor, a few pairs of stretched slippers were scattered on the floor, and the room was a little messy.

"The dog hair just now fell from the second floor, and there are unclean things on the second floor of this house! I can't go to the second floor, it's better to stay away from the stairs!"

The drunk took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and he sneaked into the room farthest from the stairs.

There was a weird sound coming from the floor, and the strange singing of a child came from nowhere, as if someone touched a tape recorder left by a dead person, and the room became more and more weird.

"Among the slippers I saw in the corridor just now, there are adults' and children's slippers. There may be more than one thing in this room."

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. The back of the drunk was soaked and his body was cold.

"Hopefully they don't come in."

After gently closing the door, the drunk saw several empty bottles thrown behind the door, similar in shape to the bottles on the window sill: "There are so many air fresheners in the room?"

He threw the bottle aside and found that there were bags of deodorant pills and a lot of perfume in the corner of the room.

"Why are there so many deodorizing things? What happened in this house?" The drunk always couldn't help but think of the stinky kennel: "The kennel is clean but full of stench. Living people live in it." The room is messy but fragrant, there must be something wrong here."

He glanced left and right, this should be a young man's bedroom, some fashion magazines and fitness guidance books were thrown on the bed, and dumbbells and weighing scales were placed under the table.

The layout of the room seemed perfectly normal, but after a careful search, the drunk man's heart was shrouded in an unspeakable fear.

He opened the bottom drawer of the desk, and inside was a thick stack of photos, recording various scenes of animal cruelty, which made people shudder.

However, this is not the scariest part. The drunk continued to scroll down. The top quarter of the photos showed a faceless young man abusing animals. In the remaining three quarters of the photos, the abused protagonist became Be that young man.