When someone with depression enters the horror game

At that moment, Shen Lian saw that what fell from the sky was not a basketball, but a bloody human head.

―The thin man's head.

There was a long wound on the forehead of that head, just like Lin An's now.

The moment it hit Lin An, the head's canthus was about to split open, and then a mouth was torn open, revealing the white teeth and dripping saliva inside.

Even when Shen Lian was still outside the crowd, its ferocious face was still laughing, its upper and lower teeth met and collided, but it didn't make the slightest sound.

Until Shen Lian approached, it became an ordinary basketball again.

Shen Lian observed the reactions of the other people, and found that they were all pale, and among them, Zhao Yi had a fright that was still noticeable even though he tried his best to cover it up.

...they saw it too?

Shen Lian went to see the thin man again, and found that the thin man had removed the book from his face and sat up.

Those eyebrows and facial features were indeed exactly the same as what he saw just now.

The thin man noticed the eyes staring at him, and showed a stylized smile to Shen Lian.

Shen Lian smiled back.

Ah, another day of harmony and intimacy with roommates.

The sound of an ambulance soon rang downstairs, and the paramedics carried the stretcher up, and the surroundings began to be chaotic again.

Lin An was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

——Everyone thought it was not a big deal, but only Shen Lian knew that Lin An was indeed dead.

For the rest of the time, the class was still discussing the two things that happened today, and most of the students were not interested in studying.

The day passed quickly, and Shen Lian was lying in the dormitory thinking about life.

He was going to experiment with the law that Fatty said "No matter where you are, you will definitely return to the dormitory at 12 o'clock".

After all, practice brings out true knowledge.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Shen Lian counted the seconds in his heart.

One, two, three... time is up!

Lin An still didn't come back, his bed was still empty.

So the fat man is not right?

The dormitory is so quiet, like phosphorous fire floating in the nameless wasteland, like a graveyard beside a path in a barren mountain, more like a crucified coffin.

Shen Lian suddenly thought of the horror story he read when he was a child. The protagonist rested as usual, and when he woke up, he found that his room had turned into a coffin, and he was nailed to death in the coffin.

Shen Lian was a little suspicious again.

However, he was well aware of the futility of overthinking, and he fell asleep peacefully.

The faint fragrance from the tip of the nose strikes, like the cold fragrance of a beauty, fresh and beautiful, but sometimes faintly realized.

Then the next day, Lin An came back.

He walked into the classroom, and after the head teacher announced the fact, he sat back in his seat silently.

Although a thick layer of gauze was wrapped on the forehead, the person did not suffer any major injuries, and he can still continue to study in class.

Everyone thought that Shen Lian was overwhelmed with surprise.

Shen Lian let out a "hey" on the seat.

No major damage?This has obviously been violently attacked.

However, it seems that this is just an episode in campus life.

Lin An still went to and from school with them, no different from usual.

Until Shen Lian and the others heard the news that Zhao Yi's girlfriend had an accident - the girl who came to their classroom to make trouble that day.

She was lying on her back on the bed surfing the Internet, but was hit on the forehead by the tablet computer and died.

This method of death is so curious that people who hear it for the first time think it is a joke.

However, life is always more dramatic than fiction, after safety lectures in schools.

Everyone knows that the girl was crushed to death by a tablet.

Shen Lian once saw Zhao Yi hiding in the bathroom and crying secretly.

Zhao Yi broke up with his girlfriend with cold violence before, and everyone thought he would not be so sad.

Sometimes the phone call of the radio station can be connected for a few seconds, and sometimes it is not in the service area at all. Shen Lian didn't get any information.

He began to collect traces of the life of the original "Shen Lian", but there were still very few.

Time is still passing day by day, Shen Lian still can't figure it out, at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, did those people in the dormitory fall asleep?

Anyway, he couldn't tell whether they were really sleeping or pretending to be sleeping.

He has recently felt that such a monotonous and repetitive high school life is very boring, so he has insomnia again, thinking about life in the middle of the night, thinking of poems and songs to compose the philosophy of life, when he thinks of the [-]st happy life between him and the doctor That night, he heard movement again.

In the darkness, a voice came from the thin man's bed. The thin man got up and dragged something out.

The sound of the door closing was extremely abrupt in the silent bedroom.

Shen Lian wasn't sure if the others heard it.

Then, a very high decibel sound came, which was equivalent to Lin An's miserable howl that night.

This miserable howl can definitely pierce the black sky.

But the people in the dormitory remained motionless, as peaceful as if they had taken an overdose of sleeping pills.

They were still dead silent, they were still sleeping peacefully.

Shen Lian quietly opened his eyes, but without night vision ability, he still didn't see what the thin man was dragging out.

Then the aroma of the pillow accompanied him to sleep.

The next day the fat man fell off the armchair, hit his head on the ground, and died.

There was a big hole in the fat man's head, and his eyes were wide open.

——This is something that Shen Lian is extremely certain of. Fatty died in full view, and everyone knew that Fatty died.

But he found that the next day, the fat man was still repeating his previous life trajectory, sleeping, getting up, brushing his teeth, washing his face, eating, going to school...

And others turned a blind eye, or turned a blind eye?

Only a few people in the dormitory seemed more anxious and panicked all day long.

There were fewer fat people in the small group with several people synchronized-they now avoid fat people when they get up in the morning.

In fact, Shen Lian felt that they should also avoid Lin An, because Lin An was also dead, but they didn't know it.

Shen Lian inexplicably had a sense of superiority that "everyone is drunk and I am alone".

Then he took the time to look at the surveillance camera he hid in the bathroom.

Hey...it was the fat guy who was dragged out by the skinny guy that night.

The scene was similar to what he had seen before, another one-sided violent torture.

In the end, the fat man crawled on the ground, dragging a whole trail of blood behind him.

But Fatty still looked calm and calm that morning.

...Are all the film kings in this dormitory?

Of course, not all of them are movie kings.

At least Shen Lian could feel that Zhao Yi had panicked, and Shen Lian could see the despair on his face.

――There should be a funny or corny story behind it, or an accident.

But what did it matter to him?

Shen Lian felt that such a living environment with no communication at all, and the tense atmosphere of constant anxiety, was really not conducive to mental health.

What if he drives himself crazy?Even though he wasn't mentally healthy.

This script is the same as those old-fashioned horror stories before. The classmates in the dormitory died one by one, but they were still walking around doing everything they did in their lifetime without any change, leaving the living people extremely nervous.

Shen Lian even developed her brain and came up with accidents about conflicts between classmates, school violence, and voices.

"It's really meaningless," Shen Lian sat on the edge of the bed and yawned, thinking, "The system really went back and forth."

Early the next morning, when almost everyone in the dormitory had left, Shen Lian woke up the thin man and pulled him up from the bed.

"What are you doing?" the thin man called out.

"What's going on?" Shen Lian asked.

"What's the matter?"

"I mean, what's going on in our dormitory?"

——Shen Lian was really bored.He doesn't hate puzzle games, but he hates the death-like living environment and old-fashioned stories-it reminds him of some bad memories.

He didn't want to be like a psycho again, careful not to speak and act.

The thin man froze for a moment, obviously surprised...then he laughed slowly.

His eyes became bloodshot, the whites of his eyes turned yellow, and the eyeballs slowly protruded from their sockets.A long gash began to appear on his forehead.

Shen Lian suddenly remembered the big hole in his forehead when Fatty died.

The thin man laughed enough and said, "Are you talking about my death?"

"I know you're dead," Shen Lian said, "Even a fool can see it."

The thin man glared at Shen Lian, and the right eyeball fell out of the eye socket, revealing a piece of bloody tissue.

"Lin An is also dead, and you killed him too. Fatty and Zhao Yi's girlfriend were also killed by you." Shen Lian said.

"Since you know all about it, why don't you ask me a fart." The thin man poked his eye sockets with his hand, soaking his eyeballs in.

"I asked them why they didn't talk, it annoyed me."

"You still find it annoying if you don't talk!" The thin man suddenly raised his voice.

"I'm upset." Shen Lian rubbed her hair.

"I'm upset when they talk." The thin man grinned.

"Why?" Shen Lian asked while washing her face.

"Just the other night, it was past 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, they were still arguing there, Lin An's idiot was still playing basketball in the dormitory..." the thin man began to mutter.

"I see. I guess Zhao Yi was videoing with his girlfriend at the time?"

"Yes, yes, the voice is really loud, what's the matter with one mouthful of my dear, it's so annoying! Lin An is also, his basketball is on the ground, boom! boom, boom, boom!"

"It does sound annoying."

"Actually, the sound of the basketball is the same as the sound of hitting his head on the ground, both-boom, boom, boom!" the thin man described excitedly.

"It's annoying too." The thin man added.

"What about the others?"

"They're arguing too! Fatty is sitting on a chair and playing rock music! No one can sleep in the middle of the night! It's so wicked!"

"Well... so you killed people to scare them?"

"I didn't! I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. I couldn't bear it anymore. Let them keep their voices down. They wouldn't listen, and then we started arguing!" The thin man was a little angry.

Shen Lian recalled what happened recently, and asked from another direction: "Did you accidentally die while you were fighting?"

The thin man was stunned again, his eyes straightened: "Hee...hee...hee, yes!"