Chapter 37

Mo Yi turned on the flashlight and knocked it on his palm. The straight beam of the flashlight penetrated the darkness without any stagnation, shaking on the opposite wall.

No damage, the battery is intact.

Mo Yi absentmindedly turned off the flashlight's switch, held it in his palm, took a deep breath, and then walked out without hesitation.

It was not a coincidence that the little girl appeared last night.

——She is looking for a rabbit.

After being out of danger, Mo Yi instantly thought of the broken rabbit doll he accidentally stepped on in the toy room.

Regardless of whether the two have any relationship or not, you can only know after reading it.

Mo Yi slightly concealed his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered the complex emotions in his eyes.

He slowly stopped and stopped in front of the familiar door for a long time.

The door mattress of that door is much lower than other doors. The poorly crafted door frame is crooked and rough. The door side is written with crooked crayons and a few small words "Toy Room".

However, unlike last time, this time, countless small bloody handprints were densely printed on the door, one stacked with the other, almost completely covering half of the door, and large pieces of scarlet almost sting the eyes.

shocking.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and subconsciously grabbed the flashlight in his hand. The coldness brought by the cold metal shell penetrated into the bone cracks through his palms, which made him calm a little.

The last time I experienced in the toy room was definitely not a pleasant experience. Although it did not cause any substantial harm to him, the feeling of oppression that almost condensed into substance was not something I could forget in a short while.

In addition, the side mission is now enabled, and the difficulty is increased sharply - no one can guarantee what will happen after entering.

Mo Yi put his palm on the door handle and twisted it gently.

The door slipped into the darkness silently and smoothly.

Just like last time, he was silently invited into his place, waiting for the innocent to break in.

Mo Yi felt his throat was a little dry, and he swallowed his saliva lightly, and the throat was sore.

Just then, a slight sound came from the toy room.

"Kick".

The light is turned on automatically.

The pale and dim light filled the room, showing the whole picture of the room.

The toy room is not big, and it even looks quite ordinary than other rooms.

The low and crooked walls were covered with strange-colored wallpapers. The broken edges of the wallpaper peeled off, revealing the indistinguishable walls. The room was empty and there were dirty carpets on the ground.

The rugs were messy visiting to fragments of toys and dolls.

A small pile of building blocks formed a crooked little house, with poor handwriting and ridiculous appearance. Some small dolls lay next to it covered in dust, and some piled up in small piles leaning against the corner of the wall.

Mo Yi's heart twitched slightly.

He remembered that when he came to the toy room last time, he seemed to have kicked the blocks apart.

He calmed down and looked around the entire toy room, especially on the wall for a long time - the six portraits he saw when he came last time were gone, leaving only a bare piece of wallpaper, which looked empty.

And, more importantly, the rabbit was gone.

Mo Yi felt a little relieved, at least it showed that the rabbit the little girl was looking for was indeed the one he guessed.

He walked into the house. After walking a few steps, he felt a cool breeze sweeping across his back, and then a loud "bang" sound-

Mo Yi quickly turned around.

The door behind him has been closed heavily.

His heart shrank, he quickly walked to the door, reached out and held the door handle and shook it hard.

The door was cast in copper and iron, and it was pulled with all its strength without moving, as if it was tightly stuck to the door frame.

Mo Yi lowly gasped, holding the door panel with some force, but his lowered eyes just glanced at a corner behind the door, and he couldn't help but stop.

It was a gray rabbit.

It sat upright against the wall behind the door, with dirty cotton pads exposed on its broken belly, hanging strands down to the ground, staring at Mo Yi tightly with a pair of dusty black eyes.

Mo Yi pursed his lips, followed his breathing, then squatted down and reached out to pick up the rabbit.

The moment he stood up, a familiar "click" sound began.

The lights are out.

The room was instantly pitch black.

A chill came from behind Mo Yi, climbing up along the tailbone, and the skin exposed to the cold air instantly had goose bumps.

The room was so quiet that Mo Yi could only hear his unstable breathing and his rapidly contracting heartbeat.

Through the crack in the door, the subtle lights in the corridor penetrated in.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Mo Yi used his hazy vision in the dark as if he saw it-

He is not the only one in this room.

Mo Yi held his breath, and his stiff fingertips pressed slightly, and the flashlight turned on.

The cold white light beam penetrated the darkness, penetrated the darkness, and shone on the opposite wall.

The room was empty, as if mocking Mo Yi's rich imagination, but the next second, the flashlight in his hand suddenly began to flash.

The confused light struggled and flashed on the opposite wall. Every time it darkened, it seemed that there was an extra shadow on the wall.

Finally, after two "sizzling" sounds, the flashlight could not emit any light.

The room was in extreme silence and darkness.

Mo Yi stood stiffly in the darkness, and his breathing that was not stable at all exposed his uneasy mood.

At this moment, a faint little force pulled the rabbit in Mo Yi's hand and gently pulled it out.

Mo Yi was stunned and relaxed his stiff palms slightly.

The rabbit was pulled out of his hand and quietly slid into the boundless darkness.

"Thank you." A thin childish voice rang in the dark, "Thank you for helping me find my rabbit, sir."

Mo Yi felt a little relieved, but before he could say anything, the child's voice rang again:

"But... they want to play with you, and I can't stop them."

Mo Yi felt a chill behind him, and a terrifying feeling instantly occupied his mind. He spoke and asked in hoarse English: "Who are they?"

"Sir, don't blame them, they are just too lonely." The delicate child voice did not answer, but continued on his own:

“—I want someone to join them too much.”

Before Mo Yi could do anything, he felt that some heavy object was being grabbed by his trouser legs. Then more and more heavy objects piled up and pulled him down hard.

Mo Yi ran to the door with all his strength and shook the door, but it was useless. The door was still tightly welded into the door frame without moving at all.

The girl's voice rang again: "If you can leave, I will thank you - if not, just keep playing with us."

The giggling chuckles of the kids echoed indoors, which was creepy.

At the same time, the lights above the head began to flash desperately, illuminating the entire room lightly and darkly.

Only then did Mo Yi see that countless broken dolls of all sizes were pouring out from nowhere, drowning at him like rushing waves, filling the entire room at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next second, when the light dimmed and then turned on, the dolls of all sizes turned into pale and bloody hands, rushing to reach out to him, pulling Mo Yi's hands and feet, and pulling him down.

As the lights faded, the things in the room changed between the doll and the palm, but they all increased more and more, almost submerged Mo Yi.

Mo Yi struggled, his breathing was a little uncomfortable.

The door remains motionless.

The pale little bracelet surrounds his neck and touches his cheek.

The cold touch made Mo Yi shiver and unexpectedly calm down.

Think! Think!

Mo Yi searched quickly with his eyes throughout the room - finally, his eyes lit up!

A familiar brown teddy bear lies in the center of countless dolls, with two complete eyes fluttering, staring at him quietly.

Mo Yi struggled to pounce on the bear.

The lights dimly and light up again—

The teddy bear turned into a bloody little hand, and the blood stain on it was particularly thick, almost dyeing it pure blood red.

Only one try!

Mo Yi gritted his teeth, struggled to reach out his hand, and held it tightly.

A powerful force came in an instant, almost like an iron hoop, pulling Mo Yi over.

Mo Yi felt dizzy and smashed it hard along with the force. He came back to his senses, but found that he was lying in the corridor.
To be continued...