My Iyashikei Game

All around are covered with clothes with blood stains on them, most of which have been worn by the deceased. Every piece of clothes here represents a desperate memory.

In the maze formed by the clothes of the dead, Han Fei encountered the first crisis.

The red skirt and the lunatic who entered the closet together disappeared, and Han Fei, who was standing alone, was discovered by the things in the closet.

The slender arms were of different lengths and obviously belonged to different people, but they seemed to grow on the same body.

The blood clothes were gently pushed aside, and the twisted hand reached into the pocket of the clothes. It carefully rummaged through the items left by the deceased, extracted the last memory of the deceased, and ate it as a snack.

There was obviously no wind in the wardrobe, but all the blood clothes were shaking slightly, like corpses standing on the bottom of the water, but it was not their black hair that floated, but the spreading bloodshot.

Suppressed to the point of being breathless, more and more arms emerged from a certain direction, and the pale fingers seemed to have noses and ears. Even though Han Fei tried his best to avoid it, he was still noticed by the other party.

Its movements gradually became rough, the hanging blood clothes were pushed away, and one of its arms seemed to have suddenly discovered something, and the giant python swimming in the dark river suddenly slammed into Han Fei!

Pulling out the death knife, his muscles tightened, Han Fei was about to activate the ghost pattern, but at this moment, a music box was knocked down a few meters from his left, and strange but familiar music sounded in the closet.

The moment the sound appeared, the pale arm left and changed direction. In the corner that Han Fei hadn't noticed before, a few more arms emerged and grabbed the music box at the same time.

"so much?"

Han Fei only saw one arm, but there were actually five arms that were quietly approaching.

A bloody garment behind him touched Han Fei's cheek, his shoulders sank suddenly, and a bandaged hand fell on him.

Turning his head to look, Han Fei found a woman in her early thirties standing behind her. Her left hand was scratched by something, and her right hand was holding a fruit knife.

Without speaking, the woman motioned Han Fei to follow her with eyes.

Bend down and retreat quietly.

The woman seemed to know this wardrobe very well. She judged the direction by the location of the blood on the clothes and the area of ​​the blood. She led Han Fei to walk for a few minutes before she stopped.

"Why did you enter here?" Crouching down, the woman finally spoke, her vocal cords seemed to be rubbing against broken glass, and every word made people feel uncomfortable.

"I always feel that there is something wrong with my wardrobe. I always dream about this wardrobe. Frankly speaking, I don't know now, whether I am in a nightmare or in reality." Han Fei's expression was impeccable and panicked. , Confused, frightened, forcing himself to calm down, but unable to completely hide his unease. It's hard to imagine that a face can express so many emotions so clearly, and it feels very natural.

"This is not a nightmare, this is a more terrifying place than a nightmare, everything is true." The woman curled up in the bloody clothes, trying to cover her body with the bloody clothes.

"Then how did you come here? It feels like you've lived here for a long time?" Han Fei looked at the woman, who was well-proportioned and strong, with obvious muscles on his forearms.

"I came in to look for my son." The woman's voice was low: "I have forgotten the exact time. At that time, my son always cried at night when he slept. One day he suddenly ran into my house at midnight and said that he was in the closet. Someone was looking at him and he was scared."

"Did you not take his words to heart?"

"I checked the wardrobe for him, and there was nothing in it." The woman held the knife, her voice low and hoarse: "I decided to sleep with him that night, but in the second half of the night, I was woken up by a sound. I opened my eyes and looked at the voice, and found my son standing alone in front of the wardrobe, mumbling something..."

"I can't hear it clearly, it seems to be saying - now she is my mother, don't come to play with me, the cabinet is very dark and so on."

"The light was not turned on in the room, and I was terrified at the time. I didn't dare to move until the cabinet door slowly opened, and there were clothes hanging inside."

"When I was glad that everything was normal, a woman's face was vaguely exposed behind the hanging clothes. She looked like me in eight or nine! The thing that scared me the most was that she seemed to be looking at me, The more she looked at me, the more her face became mine."

"I sat up in bed and turned on the light. Then something even more disturbing happened when I found my son was lying behind me and the boy standing in front of the closet was gone, but the door was still open. "

"After my son was woken up, he rubbed his eyes and asked me - Mom, what's wrong?"

"But I listened to him calling my mother, but I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, and a doubt appeared in my mind - is he really my son?"

The woman held the knife in her hand, and when she spoke, she did not forget to be vigilant around her.

"From that day on, I felt like I was going crazy, always hearing my child's voice in the room, always seeing my son running by all over the room."

"I started to look up the history of the wardrobe. I brought it back from the second-hand market. It is well-made and the price is very cheap. I thought it was a leak at the time. Later, I asked a professional to find out. People died."

"I came home and was going to throw the wardrobe away, but when I entered the house I couldn't find my son. The only possibility I could think of was

This wardrobe stole my son. "

Blue veins appeared on the back of the woman's hand holding the knife: "I dare not destroy the wardrobe, I am afraid that after I destroy it, I will never be able to find my son again. Stay out of the closet at night."

"I slept during the day and guarded the closet at night, but nothing happened."

"It's been like this for a long time. Once I was so tired that I accidentally slept late at night."

"When I opened my eyes again, the closed wardrobe door was opened, and there seemed to be something hidden behind the clothes."

"I pulled out my clothes, got the gasoline ready, took the fire, dumped it, and went into the closet. I'm ready, if I can't find my son, then I'll come back before the gasoline runs out and put this Wardrobe burns down."

"What I didn't expect is that this wardrobe seems to be at the junction of dream and reality. The fire went out inexplicably before I walked far, and the lighter couldn't be turned on at all."

"What's worse is that there are all kinds of monsters hidden in the wardrobe. They start chasing me frantically. I also survived because of luck."

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