When someone with depression enters the horror game

Wang Xiaoyan and Feng Yu were too tired.

They suffered physical loss and mental stress along the way, so much so that they sat directly on the floor after locking the door.

The two were speechless.

No one would have thought that they would fall into such an unknowable situation just to see a doctor.

"Feng Yu, I'm afraid." Wang Xiaoyan whispered.

Feng Yan hugged her silently.

The embrace was very warm, and Wang Xiaoyan shivered slightly.

Then she stabbed Feng Yu's heart with a fruit knife.

Feng Yu couldn't see Wang Xiaoyan's expression - she didn't have the slightest fear, her face was full of ferocity and resentment.

Feng Yu fell down.

For a moment, her eyes met Shen Lian behind the chair.

Shen Lian felt familiar.

He seemed to have seen such a pair of eyes somewhere.

He thought of the dead body at the entrance of the inpatient department, the smiling guy who reminded him of Plants vs. Zombies.

The pupils were not dilated but constricted. At that time, he had analyzed whether the man was poisoned by morphine, heroin or organophosphorus pesticides.

This girl named Feng Yu died long ago, long before another girl stabbed her!

Wang Xiaoyan pulled Feng Yu's hair and tore it vigorously.

Her hair is so beautiful, even if it is messy because of running, it is black and shiny, like a fine brocade on weekdays.

The fruit knife slid towards Feng Yu's eyes.

Her eyes are so beautiful, the end of the eye is upturned, the water is shining, clear and not vulgar.

A fruit knife stabbed in and stirred vigorously.

Wang Xiaoyan muttered: "I make you look good, I make you look good..."

As if that wasn't enough, she stood up and stepped on Feng Yu's face with one foot.

The small round-toed leather shoes with heels slid on.

Shen Lian never thought that an ordinary high school girl would have such strength.

Wang Xiaoyan smiled.

"That way you won't look as good as me."

She suddenly darkened again.

Because she thought of Feng Yu's smile, like Chun Shan, very gentle.Her smile was not as good-looking as Feng Yu's.

Her feet went up again.

"I make you look good, I make you look good!"

"I make you look good..."

Her voice gradually lowered, and then she covered her mouth as if she was a different person suddenly, and looked at Feng Yu's body under her feet in shock.

"Ah!" Wang Xiaoyan screamed, her tone sharp.

She began to cover her face and burst into tears.

"I didn't kill it, I didn't kill it... I'm just a little jealous of you, how could I kill someone..."

Shen Lian understood something.

Then he saw the crying girl abruptly remove her hand covering her face, wipe her face dry with her sleeve, slowly lower her head, and meet his eyes!

Look carefully, her pupils are constricted.

Wang Xiaoyan looked at Shen Lian and showed a beautiful smile.

Like Chunshan, very soft.

Then she turned around, wearing a red and white school uniform, stepping on small round-toed leather shoes with a bow, and slowly walked out of the room, leaving behind an unrecognizable corpse, like a deformed Nongfu spring bottle.

Oh, and left a bunch of bloody footprints.

Shen Lian was sure that she had gone far away before thinking of closing the door of the MRI room.

He can figure out a lot of things now.

For example, he knew why he wanted to throw away the chainsaw, and killed him immediately.

His desire is magnified, and everyone's desire is magnified.

This is actually traceable.

From his desire to perform when he stepped into the clinic hall, to his desire to complain from time to time.

Especially his most profound suicidal desire.

The young man who killed Matt was still watching the female white-collar workers in the outpatient hall, and his lust was amplified.

As for the girl who killed her companion just now, her jealousy and tyranny were magnified.

They may be very close, or have been close before, and they may be like ordinary girlfriends, going to and from school together, going to the toilet together, and wishing each other happiness.

But what killed them was the unknowable terror, or the inferiority of human beings?

As for the "ghost"'s whereabouts, he can also roughly calculate some.

The first time I saw that ghost was at the entrance of the inpatient department.Then the ghost killed a person and entered the clinic hall as that person.At that time, when they heard "there is a ghost", the two female high school students held hands and separated subconsciously. At that time, this girl named Feng Yu was still normal.

Afterwards everyone dispersed at random, and at some point the ghost killed Feng Yu and replaced her.Her companion killed "her" "again" out of jealousy, and was replaced by "her".

So, of the 13 of them, at least 3 are dead now.

On the other side, Zheng Qing was sitting in the monitoring room, watching the female white-collar worker in the corridor on the first floor. She first used anti-wolf spray on the Shamate youth, then used anti-wolf electric shock rods, and finally smashed them with iron pipes. , right in the forehead.

"At least three people died..." Zheng Qing whispered.