Horror Studio

v3 Chapter 1612: center

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"Dad, I'm scared." The boy's voice trembled, very scared.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you back tomorrow and sleep with my father tonight." The boy's father comforted.

"You can't go back." The old man's hoarse voice blocked the way home for the father and son.

"What do you mean?" The boy's father was a little excited, "I wanted to ask before, what you said is very strange, what do you mean? Why can't you go back? What is the scarecrow that my child saw before? What is it here? local?"

"Hey, don’t be angry, here, you need to learn to calm down, learn to survive, and you can’t do anything when angry. This place is called the Dark Forest, who originally named it and why it will continue. No one knows, but it doesn’t matter. It's just a pronoun. You can call it whatever you want, for example, hell? There are no rules here, only disappearance and death. Every day, countless people are abducted by those monsters, then disappeared, or become corpses, for example, what you have been looking for. Wife." The old man's voice gradually increased in pitch, making it a bit sharp.

Hearing this, Xiao Zuanfeng unconsciously connected the situation of a family of three with the actors.

If we remove the identity of the **** movie actor, when we go to the movie world, we are actually the people in this movie world, but we are passive in the middle, and we are dragged to the dark forest. Perhaps this old man knew a way to leave the dark forest, a method that was too difficult for him to do, but he knew it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zuanfeng pressed his ear to the wall to make himself hear more clearly.

The conversation inside the house continued.

"Are you crazy?" the boy father asked loudly, "How can there be such a place in the world?"

"Who told you that you are still in your original world?" The old man asked in a low tone, with a hint of despair in his calm. "The more people grow up, the more ignorant they are. Look at your child. His instinct is telling him how dangerous this world is. Maybe he will be told how to survive later. Of course, he needs not bad luck to grow up."

The atmosphere in the room fell into a short silence. A naive "dad" broke the silence. The boy's father sighed, and his slight excitement eased a lot. Then, he asked:

"There must be a way to go back, do you know how to go back?"

There was a plea in the voice.

"Please, if you don't speak, you must know something, right?"

The man continued to ask.

"Go back wherever you come. Will you just find the Scarecrow? Let him take us back."

Faced with this problem, the old man smiled and said, "I don't know you have a sense of humor."

"Enough!" The boy's father shouted loudly, "Don't you want to leave here? You tell me the way, and I will bring someone to rescue you when I get back."

"Are you telling a joke? Let's not say that we may not be from the same world, and..." The old man laughed "hehehe", and even started to gasp after laughing, as if out of breath, he coughed hard. A few times, continue to say:

"...Forget it, forget it, you want to know, I will tell you what I know. I have heard people say that as long as you go to the center of the dark forest, you can find an exit, and there is an exit to return to your own world. However, I haven't seen anyone come back. Maybe those people have really gone back? I don't know, but I think they might all be dead on the road. Do you want to try?"

"Which direction is'in the middle'?" the man asked, his tone not firm.

"Either direction is possible, and it may change. Just look for one thing. The closer you get to the center of the dark forest, the denser the forest. In addition, there will be more and more weird things and incomprehensible things. "After the old man finished speaking, he coughed twice, with a tearing sensation in his voice, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

Hearing this, Xiao Zuanfeng suddenly recalled the scene of Qiancangyi using the compass.

According to the old man, the structure of the dark forest is indeed similar to what I know. It is not a traditional three-dimensional space. Moreover, listening to the old man’s tone, perhaps the dark forest can change its position by itself. As a result, the situation may become more and more. Trouble, it seems that you have to find more clues to be able to locate the location of the exit.

Xiao Zuanfeng frowned and became more worried about the upcoming future, and he didn't even know why Scarecrow wanted to listen to him.

The intelligence he heard now may be a scam from beginning to end, a scam directed and performed by Scarecrow. As for the purpose, it may be to delay time, or it may be to make him misunderstand the export. However, no matter which kind it is, it is better than no intelligence.

"Are you okay?" the boy's father asked caringly.

"Ahem, it's okay, I'm used to it, I, I will live soon." The old man's voice was weak, "If you come here a few days earlier, I won't open the door at all, and I won't care about you."

"Sorry, I was a little excited just now, do you want to help?" The boy's father's tone was calmer, and it seemed that the old man's condition was not so good.

"No, I will go to bed on the sofa, you guys go to bed early, remember what I said, don't turn off the lights, lock the doors and windows, it is best to close the curtains." The old man's voice is weak~lightnovelpub.net~ It seems to be fate soon.

Afterwards, there was the sound of footsteps, and the boy's father took the child upstairs.

Xiao Zuanfeng glanced at the dark forest behind him, took out the water bottle with the **** whirlpool logo, and made a mirror surface on the ground. After that, he repeated the same trick, entered the house from the mirror world, and then left the bathroom sink mirror.

He closed the toilet door gently, then put his ear on the right wall and continued to eavesdrop, but the content was basically that the boy's father was comforting his son, and there was nothing worth noting.

Time passed by one minute and one second. About two hours later, there was a screaming scream from downstairs. The exact time was also uncertain. The only thing that can be determined is that both the boy's father and the boy have fallen asleep.

The sound of rapid footsteps came from next door, followed by the sound of opening the door, and then the sound of going down the stairs. The sound of footsteps followed.

Xiao Zuanfeng guessed that after the boy's father heard the sound, he immediately ran downstairs, but the boy was afraid and ran out. After confirming that there was no one outside, he opened the door gently, leaned his back against the wall, tiptoed close to the stairs, and finally stopped at the corner of the wall, and borrowed the reflection of the small mirror to observe the situation downstairs.

In the living room, the old man was lying motionless on the sofa, his eyes were round, his mouth was open, his facial expression was distorted, and his expression was frightened. The window behind the TV was wide open, and the curtains swayed in the strong wind, like a unique dance.

"Hey, hello, are you okay?" The boy's father shook the old man gently.

The old man did not respond, and his body temperature was dropping rapidly.

The boy's father did not continue to try, he walked slowly to the window, looking out the window quietly with sad eyes.

In the darkness that was too thick to dissolve, there seemed to be a woman waving to him. In the strong wind, occasionally there was a soft whisper that was almost inaudible:

"Come on, come on..."