Lou Bin's eyes rolled white, and he felt his body walking towards the room uncontrollably. The moment his body entered the door, the door closed with a bang.
Light is no longer light, and darkness will eventually swallow everything here.
The door is closed, the light dissipates, everything is like a dream. When darkness occupies this place, it is the time to wake up from the dream.
Lou Bin was in a trance for a while, and then he realized that the place he thought was light and hope was actually the locker room.
There are eight cabinets neatly placed against both sides of the wall. Each cabinet has a person's name written on it. Among these eight cabinets is one of Lou Bin's cabinets.
"Did you have a hallucination just now?"
Lou Bin thought of the scene he saw in front of the door just now. The light seemed to be shining on his heart.
The clown's laughter outside the door echoed throughout the second floor.
The fear that Lou Bin had just dissipated crawled out from the bottom of his heart again, like thousands of worms, slowly coming out of his heart and then crawling all over his body.
Trembling all over, Lou Bin's survival instinct drove him to find a hidden place to hide.
Under the bed? No, no, it's too obvious there, the wardrobe? Still not working, it's too small and I can't get in.
The fear in Lou Bin's heart rose and fell one after another with the laughter of the clown outside the door, just like being in a small boat in a sea full of waves, drifting endlessly, not knowing where he would go ahead.
For a moment, Lou Bin stayed there, his eyes becoming blurred.
"Jiejiejie——"
The laughter was getting closer and closer, like a big bad wolf stalking the little sheep.
"Click——"
The door handle was turned from the outside.
"I found you, I know you're in there."
The clown's sharp and hoarse voice came from outside.
Lou Bin trembled all over, his eyes completely occupied by fear.
"No, no, I'm not here, I'm not here, don't come over, don't come over."
The doorknob was still turning, as if he was going to break it and break in.
"No, no, I don't want you to come in, no, you come in, I want to hide it, hide it somewhere where you can't find it."
Lou Bin's eyes were flustered, his face
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He was pale and his clothes were soaked with sweat, as if he had just come out of the water.
Lou Bin's eyes fell on his wardrobe. The small wardrobe seemed to give him the greatest sense of security.
The iron door of the wardrobe opened, and then he threw the work clothes he had changed into on the spot.
"It seems a little small, but it should fit in with a squeeze."
Lou Bin was almost going crazy when he heard the sound of the doorknob shaking. He just wanted to find a place to hide himself as soon as possible.
Lou Bin stuffed himself into his closet, but when the iron door of the closet closed, he clearly saw a clown with a weird crying face.
Lou Bin's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. He suddenly thought of a question.
"When I was on the first floor, the clown appeared quietly behind me like this. He didn't need to open the door at all."
The iron door of the wardrobe slowly closed, as if he was saying goodbye to the world.
"Are you trying to stuff yourself in the closet? Do you need help?"
The clown's hoarse and shrill voice rang in his ears.
"boom--"
Lou Bin, who locked himself in the closet, felt dizzy.
The rotation stopped, and Lou Bin felt as if he was being dragged out of the closet. The friction between his skin and the ground made him feel pain.
Pain is something that you will get used to if you endure it for a while.
"Jiejiejie - I found you. As the person who was caught by me for the second time, do you want to see what prize I brought you?"
Lou Bin slowly opened his eyes, just in time to see the clown's crying face.
"His face seems different from before."
In the confusion, this was the thought that came to Lou Bin's mind.
Lou Bin kept howling in his heart, fear had taken over his heart, but he suddenly realized that he was powerless. No matter how hard he struggled, everything was in vain, as if this body was no longer his.
"This is the prize I brought you."
The clown's sharp and hoarse voice sounded again.
Lou Bin rolled his dull eyes and slowly looked at the clown. The rusty kitchen knife in his hand seemed to be emitting a dangerous cold light.
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Is that knife for me? It will definitely hurt if you cut it on your body. "
Lou Bin wanted to open his mouth, but his body was no longer under his control, so he could only say these words to himself in his heart.
Lou Bin's eyes suddenly opened wide because he saw a familiar figure walking out from behind the clown. It felt like a bolt from the blue.
"Xiaoying? No! Impossible?"
Lou Bin seemed to remember the cold and desperate eyes of Lou Ying when he first met her.
At this time, Lou Ying seemed not to recognize Lou Bin, her eyes were dull and revealed despair.
The clown handed the rusty kitchen knife to Lou Ying, and then whispered in her ear: "Go and enjoy happiness, don't deliberately suppress your inner desire, you long for death, you can feel what you feel when you die. The pleasure it brings, when your father kills your mother in front of you, what you think of is not fear, nor fear, but excitement, pleasure, and you have to admit that this is your best choice."
Lou Bin lay on the ground and looked at Lou Ying, who was already holding the kitchen knife. Lou Ying, who was only five years old, looked particularly strange now.
"Father killed mother?"
Lou Bin understood that the father and mother mentioned by the clown were referring to Lou Ying's biological parents.
"So she escaped after witnessing her biological father killing her biological mother? And then she was picked up by my parents?"
Lou Bin saw Lou Ying walking towards him with a kitchen knife, and he was completely desperate.
The blade touched the skin, and a cold feeling spread from Lou Bin's chest. With the force of the blade, all Lou Bin could feel was pain, pain that penetrated into the bone marrow.
But Lou Bin couldn't resist at all, and he couldn't faint. He could only watch the rusty kitchen knife cut into his chest and then cut his belly. Bright red flowed from the wound and gathered in Lou Bin's body. underneath the body.
"Turns out blood is sticky to the touch."
Lou Bin didn't know why he suddenly had this idea.
He didn't know how long it had been since he came here, but Lou Bin felt as if he had turned into a building block and been forcefully stuffed into the closet.
"It's stuffed just right this time."
Lou Bin looked at his body being stuffed into the locker with satisfaction.
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