Chapter 632: How do you feel everywhere in the room

"Smelly!"
The drunkard's wine had completely awoke. He covered his nose and mouth and took his mobile phone to the doghouse.
Unexpectedly, there was nothing dirty in it.
"It looks very clean, but why is it so smelly? My raw meat is not covered with such a big smell!"
Resisting nausea, the drunk picked up the tree branch next to it and poked a few times into the dirt in the doghouse: "Nothing is buried underneath? Where did the smell come from? How did it feel like it had soaked into the board? went?"
The messy footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the drunk man took a step back. He couldn't bear the stench and turned into the small building from the window next to it.
"I hope that the family of three don't lead the monsters here." The drunk man regretted that he had asked a middle-aged man to join him. Wasn't this revealing his position?
Holding his head in his hands, the drunkard squatted under the window sill. He pinched himself again: "It must not be a dream. What was that thing just now? Can you run so fast with the rest of your head? Is it moving with your chin?"
In the eyes of the drunkard, the family of three is estimated to be more fierce, and he is not prepared to save each other: "The passengers in the bus except me may have been annihilated by the whole army. No one dares to face that thing. There must be no people"
The brain is still dizzy, and the drunkard was scared out of sweat: "What should I do now? There is no signal on the phone, I don't even know where I am. Forget it, just hide here and wait until the fog dissipates."
After eating for a while, the drunkard will never dare to run around again.
He squatted under the window and waited for a few minutes, when he heard a sound from the door in the courtyard.
"Someone came in!"
Holding his breath, the drunkards dare not show up.
He listened in a vertical ear, and after the door made a sound, the yard soon became quiet again.
"Just come in and take a look? Didn't the monster find me?" The drunkard was smart this time. He didn't look up directly at the window. He was also afraid to look up at the window to see someone just looking inside.
Turn on the phone, the drunkard adjusts the angle, and use the camera function to watch the outside yard.
The door was half open, and there was no one in the yard.
"It's a misfortune among misfortunes." The drunkard stood up and accidentally touched the bottle on the window sill when retracting the phone.
"Air freshener?" The drunk man put the bottle back in place, not paying much attention.
Straightening up, the drunkard finally had time to observe the surroundings.
I don't know if it's an illusion. He always feels that he can hear something seemingly absent, like a wind chime.
People in certain parts of the country will have this habit. Hang a wind chime at the door. As long as the wind chime sounds, it means that someone has entered the house.
If it is usual, this sound is nothing to the drunkard, but it is different now. He always feels that something has been walking around in the entrance, and the speed is very fast.
As soon as he thought of other things in this room, his heart jumped.
Footsteps moved on the floor, the drunkard turned his back to the window, and vaguely felt a sudden dark behind him, as if the light of the window was blocked by something.
Is there someone standing outside the window? !
The thought came to my mind, and the drunkard's scalp was about to explode, his body stiffened in place, the wind ringing in his ears kept ringing, more and more clear.
Is something approaching?
The drunkard summoned all the courage to look back, the window was empty and there was nothing.
"A false alarm?" When he stepped back to the window, his fingers touched the window frame, and he felt a little squeezed. With the help of the bright light of his mobile phone, he found that there was a lot of black dog hair in the gap of the window frame.
"Snapped!"
The window on the second floor of the small building was pushed open with a crunch, the drunkard shuddered, and the palm hair fell to the ground.
He heard it clearly, and the sound of opening the window was above his head!
I don't know if this is a coincidence, or who intends to play tricks on him.
He dared not jump out of the window and left, and felt that it was really unsafe to stay inside.
When he was tangled, more dog hair fell from his head.
"Why are there so many dog ​​hairs?" He remembered the empty kennel in the yard and the strong smell!
"What the is going on?" Dare not to look up, the drunkard was not curious about anything on the second floor staring at him. At this time, he just wanted to be alone.
"Can't delay any longer, you have to leave!" The drunkard just made this decision in his heart. The door in the yard was pushed again. In the dark, something similar to the mop stuck in the door.
Seeing the face hidden in rags and black hair, the drunkard's heart seemed to be immersed in ice water.
He couldn't even close the window and hurriedly left the room near the courtyard.
"Damn, why did he show up at this time?" The drunk man ran into the hallway, and the wind chimes came from the end of the aisle. Several pairs of broken slippers were thrown on the floor, and the room was a little messy.
"The dog hair just fell from the second floor. There are also unclean things on the second floor of the house! I can't go to the second floor. It's better to stay away from the stairs!"
The drunk man took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and he walked lightly into the room furthest from the stairs.
The floor made strange sounds, and I didn't know where the strange singing of the children came. It was like someone had touched the recorder left by the dead, and the room became more and more weird.
"The slippers I saw in the corridor just now include adults and children. There may be more than one thing in this room."
More and more afraid, the drunkard's back was soaked and his body was cold.
"Hope they won't come in."
Closing the door gently, the drunk saw a few empty bottles thrown behind the door ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The appearance is similar to the bottle on the window sill: "So much air freshener in the house?"
He tossed the bottle aside and found bagged deodorant pills and a lot of perfume in the corner of the room.
"Why are there so many deodorizing things? What happened in this room?" The drunkard never thought of thinking of the stinking dog kennel: "The dog kennel is clean but full of stench, living alive. The room is messy but smells tangy, there must be something wrong with it. "
He glanced left and right, this should be a young man's bedroom, some fashion magazines and fitness books were thrown on the bed, and dumbbells and weight scales were placed under the table.
The layout in the room looked normal, but after a careful search, the drunkard's heart was shrouded in indescribable fear.
He opened a drawer at the bottom of the desk, which contained a thick stack of photos, recording various images of animal cruelty, which made people look chilling.
However, this is not the most terrifying. The drunkard continues to turn down. The top one-quarter photo is of a faceless young man who is cruel to animals. In the remaining three-quarter photos, the abused protagonist changes Become that young man.