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"Woooooooo..."

The little girl's whimpers sounded at this time, giving people goosebumps.

Young people are dominated by fear and have no other thoughts but fear.

I also felt the fear. Half of it was because of the sudden cry, and half of it was because of the endless entanglement of this thing. What its purpose is I can no longer guess.

"Big brother..." the little girl choked and said, "please... help me... wu... help me... stop dad... please save me, stop dad..."

The young man was motionless, his brain still on strike.

"He won't let me go... He won't let you go either... You have to stop him... in... Shasha..."

There was a sudden noise on the phone.

"...in the basement...shasha..."

beep——

The phone recording ends.

The whole room became quiet again.

The young man was so frightened that his breathing and heartbeat seemed to have stopped.

I was a little worried that he was not killed by that thing, but was frightened to death by it.

"Gudu..." He swallowed and finally moved.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but began to worry again whether he had been deceived by that A'duo. Maybe, in this "plot", Aduo is a good person, uh, a good ghost? I am not sure.

The young man had no intention of taking action.

He continued to huddle on the sofa, as if determined to take root here.

I'm worried that he will be plotted by that thing, and I'm also worried that if he doesn't continue, that thing will get worse. The next step might not be A Duo calling, but A Duo appearing directly behind him.

I was terrified all night, and the young man couldn't bear it after staying up late.

When the morning sunlight shone in through the window, he relaxed and fell into sleep.

I felt that the surrounding environment seemed to have changed in the sunlight. The darkness receded and light came. The tables and chairs blocking the door shone in the sunlight, making it dazzling and difficult to look at. When I blinked, the tables, chairs and shoe cabinets returned to their original positions.

The locked bedroom door opened, and a short young man walked out. He looked as big as the young man named Ayong, but much thinner than him. He yawned and went to the toilet. After washing, he went to the kitchen refrigerator and took out bread and ham. When he turned around, he saw Ayong sleeping on the sofa.

"Hey, Ayong." The little man called.

Ayong jumped up like a frightened rabbit, fell off the sofa, stared at the little man, and then stared at the tables, chairs, and shoe cabinets that had returned to their original positions.

"What are you doing? Why are you sleeping on the sofa?" The little man was startled by Ayong, and then he laughed.

"I... seemed to have seen a ghost last night." Ayong touched his head.

"Have you played too many horror games?" the little man sneered, sandwiching ham in bread and a cup of instant coffee, he quickly prepared breakfast.

"Oh..." Ayong continued to scratch his head and suddenly asked: "Did you lock the door last night?"

The little man shook his head, "No." He carried breakfast and walked out of the kitchen, "Okay, don't think so much." After that, he went back to the room, kicked the door, and closed it, but there were two clear "clicks" ".

Ayong looked at the door.

After an accented "click", the door opened again.

The little man twisted the door handle in confusion, "Is the door lock broken?"

He tried to close it again, and sure enough, after closing the door, the door lock inside automatically locked.

Ayong seemed to be relieved when he saw this scene. He returned to his bedroom tiredly, looked carefully at the bed, shook the quilt, and then bent down to look under the bed.

"No...are you really sleepwalking and dreaming?" Ayong relaxed completely.

What he was looking for before was probably A Duo's diary. The book also disappeared.

I thought to myself, is this the right way to deal with that thing? Can you get away with it by just ignoring it?

Ayong turned on his phone and set the alarm clock.

I saw the phone interface and suddenly realized where the strange feeling last night came from.

Generally, when you open the screen of a mobile phone, you can see the time and date. Yesterday, Ayong turned on the screen. Except for the nine circles on the unlock interface, there were only emergency calls. The screen and desktop are still black.

But now, the phone unlock interface has time, date and desktop.

The time was around seven o'clock in the morning, and the date was March 1. On the desktop was a 3D character with golden eyes, silver lips, and golden skin. He was wearing a military uniform, and the shoulder straps were not stars or bars, but a monster avatar.

Ayong was very skilled in the operation, and the unlocking screen passed quickly, but it was still imprinted in my mind.

I suddenly had a creepy feeling.

Dreams seem to be able to understand my thoughts, or my subconscious is controlling the dreams.

The picture in my field of vision switched, and the bedroom environment I was in also changed.

Ayong put on that military uniform and dressed up as that 3D character.

He is wearing a headset and is explaining the game while operating it.

This scene is so familiar to me.

I was horrified again.

What is completely different from my state of mind is Ayong's relaxation. He seemed to have never encountered a supernatural incident after that night, and he was still able to play horror games with ease.

Game cleared.

Ayong chatted and laughed with his friends via video.

That’s it for the videos I’ve seen in Aoba’s archives.

But now, it's all going on.

"Oh, no! It's almost too late! I'm going to the Comic Con!" Ayong pulled off his headphones in a panic.

A voice came from the earphones, "When will you upload this?"

"Say it again!" Ayong quickly turned off the computer and rushed out the door.

I wanted to stop him from embarking on the road to death, but my hand passed through Ayong's body.

Ayong ran downstairs to the underground parking garage, got in the car, started it, and drove out of the community.

I feel that all this is too fast, as if the dream is fast-forwarding at 2x or 3x speed. In fact, this is just my illusion. I tried all the way, whether it was touching or talking, Ayong couldn't feel my presence.

The vehicle got on the highway.

Ayong looked at the time, then looked at the vehicles in front of him, and sighed: "It's better not to play games. There will be a long queue now."

The highway is not very congested and the traffic is quite fast.

I couldn't touch Ayong, so I thought about whether I could touch the car, but I still failed.

I can't do anything, but that thing is unscrupulous.

Ayong suddenly changed his face, panicked, and let go of the steering wheel, but the steering wheel started to rotate automatically. Ayong stepped on the brake, but it seemed like he had stepped on a stone. He released the accelerator, but it seemed to be stuck. He suddenly woke up and grabbed the steering wheel to turn it around.

But it was too late.

Bang!

Snap!

Click——

The sound of impact, glass breaking, and metal deforming and squeezing sounded one after another.

Ayong didn't even have time to scream, his body was stuck in the deformed car, and the glass shards destroyed his face until it was bloody.

I got chills all over.

In Ayong's field of vision, blood was red, but it was not the color of blood. The word "BADEND" appeared in the middle of the field of vision.

Not long after, I saw Ayong's ghost appearing next to his body, with a dull expression. In the ghost's field of vision, there was a one-year countdown and a stick figure holding a baton.

Can anyone guess this? o(*￣▽￣*)ゞ

Today’s third update is over, good night everyone~