Chapter 829 Hiding
With the light of lightning, he finally saw clearly that it was not a clothes hanger at all, but a person standing upright!
The man was tall and wearing a dirty apron covered with blood.
He is a man, relatively fat. Through his apron, you can see his exaggerated belly bulging forward. His exposed arms are strangely gray-white, with veins appearing on them. His left hand hangs down naturally, lifting the holding a huge axe.
What’s even scarier is that he can’t see this man’s face.
Because the man's face was tightly wrapped in circles of transparent tape, the kind used on express delivery, and his entire head was wrapped in a rough manner, as if he were treating a corpse.
As if his body was petrified, Yuan Xiaotian stared intently at the strangely appearing man, especially the exaggeratedly large ax he was holding in his hand.
When he saw the ax, he confirmed that Li Mengyao was killed by this axe.
The man appeared silently, and Yuan Xiaotian didn't notice it at all. Under the initial panic, he gradually calmed down and began to think about the current situation.
He had been here less than 20 minutes since he woke up, and he remembered that when he first woke up, he looked out the window and it had not rained yet.
But now, the outside has been completely obscured by the rain curtain, and it is blurry, as if it has been isolated to another world.
No, it’s not like that!
This is another world!
Thinking quickly, Yuan Xiaotian turned to look out the floor-to-ceiling window. The strange feeling of strangeness made his heart palpitate. He was isolated in this building. Maybe only 10 people like him were left in the whole building. Maybe the layer.
For a moment, Yuan Xiaotian felt a daze in his mind.
But soon, he gathered his emotions, took a deep breath, and adjusted his state. Many times, it was not that he had no chance to survive, but also that people lost the belief in survival.
Just when he looked towards the door again, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the man carrying the ax disappeared!
The seat next to the door is empty!
"Where did it go?" Yuan Xiaotian was startled and immediately started to look around. What was more terrifying than the sudden appearance of the ghost was that the ghost disappeared silently.
The surroundings seemed darker, as if a strange mist was pouring in, and everything nearby became shadowy, as if something would rush out of the mist at any time.
He subconsciously scanned the entire office area with his peripheral vision. He had memorized the locations of nearby tables and chairs before, but now, those places had turned into blurry dark black outlines.
An indescribable wave of depression surged over him, making him breathless. To put it more bluntly, it was the fear of the unknown.
"That thing won't disappear for no reason, it must be nearby." His heart seemed to jump out of his throat, Yuan Xiaotian held his breath, he knew that the other party must be looking for him, "The rain outside hasn't stopped yet, so The mission is still going on. "
There is a voice in his heart that keeps urging him to escape. If he stays here, he will die and he will be found sooner or later.
Calm down! Be sure to calm down!
According to Yuan Xiaotian's experience, running now is a dead end. He has no doubt that if he moves here, the ghost will immediately lock his position!
After being found, his fate will be the same as Li Mengyao.
He made up his mind that he would never leave this office area unless he was found.
At the same time, he also had another plan. Even if he was killed, he would still leave clues to Brother Qiang and the others.
If his body is found in the office area, according to the minds of people like Brother Qiang, they will definitely think of their purpose.
You will not escape the pursuit of ghosts by staying in hiding.
It can be regarded as eliminating a wrong option for them.
A burst of cold air slowly came in, stimulating the pores on Yuan Xiaotian's body, as if something was moving nearby, and then moved the air.
Yuan Xiaotian raised his ears. He did not hear any sound similar to footsteps, only the sound of wind and rain coming from outside the window from time to time.
"This ghost will not make a sound when it moves." Yuan Xiaotian thought silently in his heart.
Sure enough, as the cold feeling became more intense, a black outline vaguely appeared less than 5 meters away from him.
It’s that man!
The man stood up straight, his facial features were wrapped under the tape, and he slowly walked out of the fog with the exaggerated ax in his hands. His steps were stiff and he looked very strange.
As the man landed, the ground would tremble slightly, and Yuan Xiaotian couldn't help but think that the man should be wearing heavy shoes such as boots.
Black leather boots!
But he still didn't hear the footsteps. It seemed that this was one of the characteristics of ghosts. There was no sound when walking.
Especially in such an environment with limited vision, this ability is particularly deadly.
As the distance got closer, Yuan Xiaotian also saw the man's appearance clearly. Even if he was mentally prepared, his heartbeat could not help but accelerate.
Under the translucent tape, the man's face was exaggeratedly distorted, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide open, revealing an extremely scary smile.
And all of this was cruelly fixed with tape, making the weird expression in this moment become eternity.
It's like insects preserved in amber, becoming a cruel work of art.
It seems that the man was killed and ended up like this after his death.
Similar to their previous guesses, the ax in the man's hand was a full circle larger than a fire axe. It looked like it was used for logging, and it was several times larger.
As if it had been used for a long time, a chip appeared on the bladed side of the axe, and there was something dark red on it. I don't know if it was blood or rust.
The back of the ax is connected to a wooden handle, which is very rough in workmanship. Even the wooden handle is not straight, and is somewhat curved, with black liquid splattered on it.
Yuan Xiaotian sniffed slightly, knowing that it was blood, and it was probably Li Mengyao's blood.
On a rainy night, a tall, weird man in slovenly clothes, carrying a huge ax, was chasing the people trapped here in the office area of a luxuriously decorated building. No matter how you look at it, It was a plot from a third-rate horror novel, but this scene was actually played out in front of Yuan Xiaotian's eyes.
What Yuan Xiaotian couldn't accept even more was that he was the one who was being hunted.
After observing for a moment, he noticed something very strange. The man's walking posture was very strict. The amplitude of his arm swings and the size of his steps were the same every time, as if he was a man who had been set for a certain time. A programmed robot.
Without emotions or extra consciousness, men only remember killing in the allowed way.
Moreover, the man didn't realize where he was hiding. He seemed to be walking aimlessly, moving here and there, like a headless fly.
This made Yuan Xiaotian more convinced of his previous guess. It was right to stay. If he could not withstand the pressure and ran out, he might be dead by now. (End of this chapter)