The surveillance camera slowly turned, its eyes gradually aligning with the nearest mannequin.
The distorted mannequin's limbs were twisted and broken, looking like braided fractures with stark white bones piercing through flesh, protruding from torn clothing, accompanied by the dripping sound, as red paint slowly flowed onto the ground.
The mannequin was lifted high by a burly arm, facing the camera, just like a big kid at home showing off their new toy to the parents on the other side of the camera.
The expression on the mannequin's face was exceptionally realistic, vividly terrified, especially when pulled it would emit a sharp screech, much like a "screaming chicken."
The sound traveled through the air, echoing throughout the room, and then it would trigger more "screaming chickens" to respond, as if contagious.
Yet those big kids, wearing the same uniforms, with their clothes all wet and dirty, seemed to love the sound effect of the "screaming chickens" immensely.
