Maybe the bathroom window was not closed tightly, and the night wind blew into the house, as if a pair of invisible hands brushed Ethan's face.
The door of the toilet stall shook gently and made a creaking sound. Water beads from the roof fell to the ground along the pipe, and there seemed to be insects crawling and rustling in the sewer.
In the silence, all sounds were amplified. In this environment, many people would feel uneasy, but Ethan was an exception. His childhood experiences made him develop extraordinary psychological qualities and thick nerves.
His mind was blank, he didn't think about anything, he just counted the time silently.
After about twenty minutes, Ethan felt that the indoor temperature had inexplicably dropped a lot, as if a few ice cubes were placed around his body, and he shuddered involuntarily.
"Calm down! Don't think about why, don't scare yourself, there are only ten minutes left, just keep going no matter what!" There was a faint air flow in his ears, and it seemed that something was wandering around Ethan. He made fists with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands burst out, but his body seemed like a pine tree, rooted to the ground, motionless.
"Ethan, Ethan, Ethan..."
Reciting it silently, with only five minutes left, Ethan felt as if the flames dancing in the bathroom had gone out, and it seemed that another person was also praising his name in the darkness.
"Echo? Impossible!"
"Ethan..."
The voice seemed to be calling him, a little hurriedly, as if something very important was to be told him.
"This sound seems to be coming from outside the door. Should you take a look? " Soon Ethan gave up the idea. The rules of the game were very clear: you only need to stay in front of the mirror.
He calculated the time in his mind, and the voice in his ear gradually went out of tune. He could be sure that there was another person calling his name, and that person seemed to be standing outside the door.
"That person seems very anxious, but I'm the one playing the game, is he anxious? This is clearly a trap, too low-level." Ethan curled his lips: "The environment and atmosphere were very good, but unfortunately the means to scare people were very simple."
In the last three minutes, a piercing sound rang out on the bathroom door panel, as if someone was scratching with their nails and gnawing with their teeth, and the door was crumbling, as if it would be opened at any moment.
"1798 seconds, 1799 seconds, 1800 seconds! " Half an hour has passed, all the voices outside the door have disappeared, and everything has returned to peace.
In order to prevent himself from making a calculation error, Ethan did not open his eyes immediately. He counted three hundred more times before taking a step back, placing his hands on his chest, and blinking his eyelids.
The candles in the bathroom had long since gone out, and the bathroom was pitch black. Ethan vaguely felt that something seemed to have changed.
Turn on the flashlight, and when the light reappeared in the house, he froze in place.
The bathroom mirror was covered with cracks, and the person in the mirror was divided into countless parts. It was extremely unrealistic to look at. What shocked him even more was that just in front of the mirror, a worn-out doll appeared at some point!
The eyes made of buttons are shiny, and the patched body is stuffed with cotton wool. This puppet is not cute, but it means a lot to Ethan. It is the first doll he made and it was also something his parents brought with them when they disappeared.
The doll's back rested against the shattered mirror, as if trying to prevent something in the mirror from coming out.
"The bathroom door is locked, how did the doll get in? From the window? That's not right! Why it moves on its own is the crux of the matter!" Ethan feels that his worldview is collapsing and he is a bit messy.
After a three-minute standoff between the one person and the doll, Ethan finally calmed down. He moved his cold fingers and slowly approached.
The eyes made of buttons looked like they were staring at themselves from any angle. Ethan stared at the toy he had made and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
He carefully avoided the doll with both hands and picked up the phone next to him: "Luckily I had a careful eye and was prepared."
The mobile phone recording continued uninterrupted, and Ethan carefully saved the backup before starting to watch the video.
The video was not shot very clearly. The candlelight flickered, and Ethan, standing in front of the mirror, seemed a little stiff. On the contrary, the image in the mirror was more dynamic.
The first ten minutes were calm, and the turning point began in the eleventh minute.
The sound of the night wind was not recorded into the camera. The video only captured the door of the toilet stall, which was gently shaken a few times.
Then noise began to appear in the video. It was obviously just an ordinary picture, but it gave people an indescribable sense of horror. This may be due to the fear of darkness and the unknown in human nature.
Looking at the video, Ethan's face was not very good. He had the impression that he kept his distance from the mirror with his eyes closed, but the actual footage showed that his body was slowly leaning forward, as if it was about to be pressed against the mirror.
By the twenty-fifth minute, his upper body had bent seventy degrees, and the tip of his nose was almost touching the mirror.
A few seconds later, without warning, cracks began to appear on the mirror. Ethan was shocked by the scene.
Then, the most incredible thing happened. Ethan in the mirror changed his expression, grinned, and hit the mirror hard!
At the same time, the candles go out and the video ends.
Due to the shooting angle, there is no footage of the Muppets in the video, and Ethan is unclear about what exactly happened in the last five minutes.
"The thing in the mirror came out, but it seemed to be stopped by this doll in the end. If I think about it that way, it must have saved me once. " Ethan picked up the stuffed animal on the washstand and asked very seriously:"Can you understand me? Do you know where my parents ended up?"
The doll didn't respond, just the button-made eyes, which shone faintly.
He put the puppet in his arms, glanced at the bathroom door, and didn't dare to go out. He huddled under the windowsill and took out his black phone. The information about the completion of the task was already displayed.
"I have to say you are lucky, congratulations on completing the nightmare difficulty daily task! Obtain a quest reward ——Primary Talent Skill Mortification."
"Burial: I hope you can take this gift a little more seriously. Unlike beauty, where the mortician only applies makeup to corpses, the beauty in your hands permeates life and death, revitalizing the already cold and bringing her eternal beauty."
"Complete the Nightmare Difficulty daily quest for the first time, earn the Nightmare City Newcomer title, receive additional rewards, and unlock the one-star horror scene Midnight Escape Trial quest! After the trial mission is completed, this scene facility will appear in the Horror House! "
Looking through the information on the black mobile phone, Ethan thought that the development of haunted houses cannot be separated from makeup artists. Whether it is actors or props, makeup artists are needed to perform secondary costumes. A good makeup artist can create realistic effects more easily.