This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The situation in front of me was very similar to that of the last courage test meeting.

Tourists entered the haunted house one after another, and were frightened until they became weak, and some even fell into coma.

The health room can’t even fit in!

After hearing these familiar news, Chizuru Hibiki, who was already ready to take action, couldn't help but went to the haunted house decorated by Class A of the second year in person.

Teacher Chizuru, you want to come in for a visit? Miyashita, who was guarding the entrance, looked a little unnatural when he heard his class teacher's statement.

He looked at no one around him, then carefully lowered his voice and said, It's not me... Mr. Qianzuru... Daimo Kitagawa... This haunted house arranged by Mr. Kitagawa gives me a very bad feeling.

As one of the organizers of the haunted house, Miyashita-san certainly knows what mechanisms are inside the haunted house.

But he knew that every time he entered the haunted house, he always felt a chill on his neck. The environment where the visibility range was forced down was even more bizarre.

Curtain with blood stains and tears.

The cold gaze peeping in the dark.

A whisper lingering in my ears.

Obviously these things should not have been considered when decorating, but the actual experience of this haunted house is to give people a sense of despair and weird oppression.

As soon as you enter, you can feel the difference from the outside environment, as if there are really some evil spirits living inside.

At this point, Miyashita-san could no longer suppress his imagination. His shoulders trembled and his voice became hoarse:

If it's the Great Demon King of Beichuan... no, it's Beichuan-san... maybe it's true...

... Qianhe rang.

Although she had heard about Beichuan Temple's reputation for a long time, she never expected that Beichuan Temple already had such an image among students.

Chizuru frowned, then calmly stretched out his hand to hold the trembling shoulders of the student in front of him:

Miyashita-san, you must have watched too many horror movies, so you can imagine these unfounded things.

She analyzed calmly: The so-called haunted house is nothing more than a depressing and terrifying closed environment with realistic props and excellent performances by ghost actors. It is nothing more than giving you psychological hints in some places, and then amplifying these fears. , making you suspicious.

Chizuru Hibiki concluded with a professional look: In other words, the seemingly bizarre and terrifying scenes in the haunted house are all based on science. As long as you are not suspicious of ghosts, there is nothing to be afraid of. We should believe in science, Miyashita-san. .”

Yes.

If you want Chizuru Hibiki to believe that Kitagawa Temple hides a serial murderer in the haunted house, maybe she will believe it, but you want Chizuru Hibiki, a staunch atheist teacher, to believe that there are real ghosts inside... .?

That is simply ridiculous.

She said a series of professional knowledge terms, especially the last sentence Believe in science, which made Miyashita students stunned for a while.

After a long time, the boy said with a dumbfounded look on his face: I understand, Teacher Qianzuru. I will believe in science... Do you want to go in now?

Well, you must always remember and believe in science. As for me now...I will go in directly now. It is also one of the teacher's responsibilities to inspect the haunted house arranged by the students. Qianzuru nodded.

But this is actually a lie.

What Chizuru Hibiki wanted to know was what exactly Kitagawa Temple had done.

What else is he hiding in the haunted house?

If the other party really hides dangerous people in the haunted house...

Chizuru coughed dryly, said hello to Miyashita-san on the side, took the small dim flashlight he handed over, and walked inside.

This small flashlight can only bring a little bit of weak light, and it is already very difficult to illuminate the road ahead for about one meter.

It was pitch black all around.

It can be seen that the students in Class A of the second year are very careful. They cover the windows with black cloth or black cardboard, and then add curtains and curtains to create this kind of invisible environment.

Gudu.

Chizuru swallowed and couldn't help but mutter to herself: Why do you feel a little cold?

Yes. Why is it a little cold?

It's obviously summer now. Even if the temperature isn't that high, it won't be so cold, right?

And this kind of coldness... was the kind of cold feeling that came from a gust of cold wind when walking on the road at night, and it dissipated the temperature from her body in just a moment.

This should be some kind of cooling measure prepared by the second-year Class A students.

But the class budget shouldn't be that big...

Chizuru Hibiki exhaled a breath of white air with some confusion, rubbed his palms, and shined the flashlight forward.

In front of her was a deep and forward corridor.

In my mind, this should be the place where the podium is placed.

However, the podium has now been moved, and the left and right sides have been obscured by blood-stained white curtains.

The white curtain was light and fluttering, with dazzling tear marks on it, as if something would run out from behind the white curtain at the next moment.

Chizuru snapped her fingers and trembled slightly.

The place in front of her was obviously the place where she gave lectures every day, but the decoration was only changed, but it gave her an extremely strange feeling.

This feeling made Chizuru Hibiki very uncomfortable, as if her vision and the memory in her mind were torn apart.

A strange feeling slowly spreads in my heart...

Confined space, depressed psychology, aggravated psychological hints...

Chizuru Hibiki actually understands these words.

After all, every time she prepares for a sleepover and courage test, she will read the key points on the Internet about the layout of the haunted house.

She also considers herself semi-haunted house expert.

But the common sense lingering in my mind... facing the scene in front of me... always feels like it's not enough.

There's only one corridor...which means you can continue walking forward...right?

Qianhe Xiang calmed down and murmured in a low voice.

She continued walking forward, the only sound of her footsteps remaining in the small enclosed space.

The further Chizuru Hibiki walked, the more something felt wrong.

But she couldn't tell exactly what was wrong. It was just that the surroundings were too quiet...

etc! Quiet? !

Chizuru Hibiki felt a chill rush directly from his heels to his back.

Yes.

It’s so quiet around here! It was eerily quiet!

This is very unscientific!

Chizuru Hibiki finally understood what was wrong.

The place she is currently in is the teaching building, and the school song of Beijing North High School is playing on the radio outside.

but now...

Not a single sound from outside could penetrate.

Whether it was the bustling voices of tourists or the cheerful Beijing North School song on the radio... they all disappeared...

This is obviously impossible.

If the previous decrease in temperature was classified as a cooling method, what would happen if all the sounds disappeared now?

Soundproofing?

This is obviously impossible.

Students in Class A of the second year don't have the money to buy things like soundproof sponges, and the sound insulation of general physical means is also limited. It is impossible to be like now, where nothing can be heard except her breathing and footsteps.

At this moment, Chizuru Hibiki's face turned slightly pale.

This haunted house is like an island.

An isolated island of horror and weirdness.

Beichuan...Beichuan...

Is this really something that a student is responsible for assigning?

Beichuan...What kind of student are you?

Qian Hexiang unconsciously muttered Beichuanji's name and raised her arms.

With this movement, the light of the flashlight shines forward.

The weak light obviously couldn't cut through the deep darkness.

The front was empty, nothing could be seen.

...It's better to go back a little bit here. Chizuru Hibiki finally realized that something was wrong.

It is not shameful to escape, but it is reckless to move forward knowing that there are unknown things ahead.

She swallowed, moved her feet gently, and looked back naturally.

quiet--

The anxiety in the air increased.

Chizuru Hibiki's black eyes were shaking.

At some point, a white curtain stained with blood had cut off the way back.

Who is it?

How could he quietly move such a large curtain behind him without making any noise?

Chizuru Hibiki knew that he couldn't think about it now, but his mind was subconsciously thinking about it.

The atmosphere is even weirder!

The blood stains on the white curtain became even thicker, as if the smelly blood would really drip from it at the next moment.

Is there anyone there?! Is there anyone outside? Chizuru shouted anxiously.

Dead silence!

Not a single sound came from outside.

This is obviously wrong!

Why can't she hear anything outside with such a loud voice?

Even though Chizuru Hibiki had said before that he shouldn't be suspicious...

But under such circumstances, how could she care about this?

Is there really something inside this haunted house?

What on earth did Beichuan Temple do? !

There...could there really be ghosts here? ?

Just when Chizuru Hibiki was about to scream out——

The white curtain in front of him changed.

The thick, black-red blood was squirming and twisting.

Chizuru Hibiki was completely stunned.

The black and red blood finally condensed into horrible words that were as fine as small pieces of meat!

Die die die die die die die die die die die! ! ! !

This sudden sight made Chizuru Hibiki's scalp numb. She took two steps back and then hit something and fell.

Chizuru Hibiki raised her head subconsciously.

It was a woman's face.

The face of a woman with a dark mouth and empty eye sockets... her tongue and eyes didn't know where to go.

Ahhhhhh!!!

Chizuru Hibiki could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. He stood up from the ground and rushed forward.

Seeing her running inward, the eyeless woman exploded with a bang, and amid the light golden air flow, Asamiya Eisei apologized apologetically to the direction where Chizuru Hibiki disappeared: I'm sorry, these are all temples. I don’t want to do this because of your entrustment. Because everything Temple-kun said is right...so I’m very sorry.”

At the same time, she was a little worried.

Just now, Asamiya Eisei saw Nishikujo lying on the opponent's shoulder and felt pity for him.

I hope that little guy won't scare Chizuru Hibiki.

Asamiya Yongse shook his head and turned into reality again and floated into the air.

the other side...

Chizuru Hibiki could no longer suppress the fear in her heart, and tears flowed out unsatisfactorily:

That's enough! It's really enough!

After all, she is just a woman. Although she usually behaves very strongly in front of students, she cannot control her emotions freely at this time.

Chizuru Hibiki continued to run with her head down.

After running for about five minutes, she finally realized something was wrong after losing control of her emotions.

After all, this haunted house is only as big as a classroom. How could an adult woman not be able to escape even after running for five minutes?

Chizuru raised her head with tears in her eyes.

Here...it seems like I've been here just now...

Ki, Kitagawa-san, what exactly is he... She hugged her knees weakly, scanning the surroundings all alone.

How did Beichuan Temple do it, and what method did he use... and what did he hide before...

Chizuru Hibiki no longer wants to pursue these matters.

She just wanted to run out of this damn haunted house now, right away.

She didn't want to think about anything else.

Chizuru Hibiki just hugged her knees, looking timid, pitiful and helpless.

He is completely different from the usually powerful head teacher.

Just as Chizuru Hibiki was crying, a pack of tissues was suddenly handed over from the side.

She took out a tissue, wiped her tears, blew her nose, and finally said hoarsely: Thank you.

Well...?

Chizuru Hibiki quickly sensed something was wrong.

She looked stunned and glanced at the tissue in her hand.

Then he looked at the hand that handed over the tissue.

Strictly speaking, those are not human hands.

It was round... without fingers, like a paper towel glued to a round arm... a puppet's hand.

Muppet hands? !

And it's still on my shoulder...?

Chizuru Hibiki shuddered and looked over her shoulder with an expression that looked like she was about to cry again.

At some point, my shoulder was occupied by a little puppet.

It was a very ferocious face.

The puppet is covered in plasma.

A ragged mouth sewn with thin silk threads in an X shape.

The button-shaped eyes glowed like a living thing under the light of the flashlight.

At this time, these ‘eyes’——

He was staring at himself like a living creature!

Chizuru opened her mouth and was about to scream!

next moment--

There were footsteps in front of me.

Snap.

Snap.

Snap.

Chizuru Hibiki, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head with dull eyes.

It was a woman wearing a white dress with her neck twisted at ninety degrees.

Her face was green and pale, and she stared at Chizuru Hibiki with a look of resentment.

Dark blood dripped from the hem of her skirt.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...like a countdown to death.

But these are not the factors that attract Chizuru Hibiki the most.

The prop that frightened her the most, to the point where her whole body started to twitch...

It was the chainsaw with a cold light in her hand!

Something stood out above the chainsaw.

That's the minced flesh, skin and hair of the human body...

No...don't...I... Qianhe Xiang kicked his feet randomly and kept swinging his hands.

That's a chainsaw...!

How could Beichuan Temple bring such contraband into the school? !

No...

It can even be said...the person Kitagawa Temple brought into the school was not a 'ghost dancer' at all.

But a real ghost!

Under Chizuru Hibiki's horrified gaze, the woman fired the chainsaw.

next moment!

The roar of the chainsaw and Chizuru Hibiki's extremely frightened voice were heard!

Thank you to Ahang, Huanxiangwuwu, Soy Sauce Pu, and Wanghai for their tips on the road! Thank you so much!