Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Fu Yan was awakened by a slight sound of friction. He opened his eyes and found that the room was pitch black, but this did not affect his vision.

He got up and put on his suit jacket, and moved towards the source of the sound in the dark night.

The black mist has spread into the community, and the thick mist is mixed with a rotten stench.

Fu Yan lived on the top floor of the castle, and the further he went down, the stronger the stench became, and the creaking sound of fingernails scraping the glass could be heard from time to time outside the window.

He walked to the cellar door in the basement, where the voice came from.

Let him see who is lucky to break into his territory tonight.

...

As night fell, He Shuyue crouched in the windy hut with her unconscious big brother in her arms.

She looked anxious, big tears fell on the ground, she shook the man in her arms, "big brother wake up, wake up, it's getting dark..."

Those things are coming out again...

The night wind blew past, carrying a damp and rotten smell, and thick black mist poured into the community ferociously. Wherever it passed, the vegetation withered, the walls were mottled, and everything was ashes.

"This... what is this..."

"Big brother, hurry up... wake up..."

The man frowned, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was still unconscious.

He Shuyue took out the flashlight in her pocket, turned it on, and carefully shone the light along the window sill.

The torch has been used for a long time, and the power is low, and the light is very weak.

With the dim light, she saw countless dry and rotten hands scrambling to reach out in the black mist.

They greedily grab everything around them and devour them crazily. Everything that has been in contact with the withered hands decays at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing that the black mist was about to invade the room, He Shuyue suddenly remembered what the big brother said before he fell into a coma.

‘If I haven’t woken up before dark, you can run to the opposite castle and leave me alone. '

I don't know when there was an old castle on the opposite side. The big brother said that the players living here should be very powerful. If she is in danger, ask her to ask the owner of the old castle for help.

But big brother is unconscious now, she can't leave big brother alone.

He Shuyue glanced at the black mist that was close at hand, and if she didn't leave, it would be too late.

She held the flashlight in her mouth, carried the big brother on her back in one hand, and held the big brother's dagger in the other. Before the black mist surrounded the hut, she pushed the door and rushed out.

She looked for the direction and ran with her eyes closed. The castle was in the center of the community, and it was not yet wrapped in black fog.

He Shuyue ran all the way with the big brother on her back, and the black mist behind her seemed to smell the smell of a living person, surging violently in an instant, and they struggled to attack He Shuyue, vowing to drag her into the pitch-black ghost mist.

At this time, He Shuyue had come to the gate, and she slammed on the gate of the ancient castle, "Help, please, open the door..."

Blood-red roses covered the outer walls of the castle, and the whole castle was silent. The black mist behind her had covered her skirt, and she and her big brother would die here.

He Shuyue quickly glanced around, raised her legs and ran to the right side, where the black mist was not yet wrapped, she groped along the base of the wall while running, looking for other entrances.

The light of the flashlight was getting dimmer, and after two flashes, it was completely useless.

The light disappeared, and He Shuyue fell into darkness instantly.

She spat out the flashlight in her mouth, gritted her teeth and continued running.

Suddenly her feet were empty and she fell into the pit.

She ignored the pain, picked up the big brother again and was about to climb out, when she fumbled, she found that there was an upward staircase on the right hand side.

If there are stairs, there must be doors.

He Shuyue held onto the wall and groped back and forth, and she found a wooden door. She pushed hard, but the door was unlocked.

She rushed in dragging the big brother, and then quickly closed the door.

The black mist seemed to know that she was going to escape, and the surge became more violent. Four or five withered hands took the opportunity to sneak into the crack of the door and scratched her arm.

He Shuyue was caught straight, but the strange thing was that her arm didn't decay and rot like other items, but instead exuded a soft light.

The withered hands in the mist realized that they couldn't hurt her, so they turned their grasps into buckles, and the sharp nails pierced her arm in an instant.

He Shuyue gasped in pain, gritted her teeth, pressed her body hard against the door, and slammed it hard.

With a bang, the wooden door closed heavily.

The wooden door closed extremely fast, and the withered hands that were caught on her arms had no time to dodge, they were pinched off by her and fell to the ground.

The withered hand that lost the black mist struggled and twitched a few times on the ground, and finally turned into a pool of thick black stinky water.

He Shuyue leaned against the door, and fell down on the ground exhausted. She hugged big brother in her arms, sobbing softly, "I'm afraid of big brother..."

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound, which was particularly abrupt in the dark night.

It seemed that someone opened the door on the other side of the room, and then there was the sound of footsteps, and someone entered the room.

The room was too dark, and He Shuyue couldn't see anything. She held her breath, hugged her big brother tightly and huddled in the corner, trying her best to catch the sound of footsteps that were coming and going.

She prayed that she would not be found.

I don't know if God heard her voice, but the footsteps gradually went away.

He Shuyue let out a long breath until the sound of footsteps completely disappeared.

She lowered her head to wipe off the cold sweat on her forehead, then raised her head and suddenly saw a turquoise grimace hanging in front of her, staring straight at her.

He Shuyue suffocated, her heart constricted suddenly. She, who had just experienced the speed of life and death, suddenly couldn't bear this kind of violent attack, and passed out.