Reach your hand,

Touch the switch,

Open,

With a "bang",

The lights are on.

Karen continued down and came to the basement.

The "terrible" perception often comes from the real thing, but from the "self-encouraging".

When decorating the basement of Inmerles' home, you will definitely not be stupid enough to design according to the "gloomy" and "depressing" atmosphere. But at night, even if your walls are painted in Barbie powder, as long as you know that there are two corpses lying inside, you will not feel "warm" or "cute".

The crying continues.

It was transmitted from Aunt Mary's studio.

Karen walked to the studio door, and the door was not locked... because you couldn't think of the need to lock it.

Karen stopped and did not rush to turn the door handle, but turned back and looked behind him.

The aisle behind me is not considered dark because of the lights, but the basement leads to the first floor rotating ramp, which is still dark and makes people unable to see clearly.

Close your eyes,

Take a deep breath,

Karen hopes to smell the sweetness of hot milk,

Unfortunately, he is not a dog's nose.

Thinking of dogs,

Karen looked down and looked at it.

The golden retriever, who had previously seemed very enthusiastic because he put it into the house, did not go to the basement with him;

What a dog thing that is not worthy of love.

Reach your hand,

Hold the door handle;

In an instant,

Just like the "channel" was suddenly switched, a sense of trance came, not strong, but it could clearly sense existence;

immediately,

The "cry" in the studio came to an abrupt end.

Karen turned around again, and the light bulb in the aisle above his head was still maintaining normal brightness.

"Click..."

Twist the handle,

Open the door,

Then reach out, touch the switch button next to the door as fast as possible, and press it immediately;

"Bang..."

The lights in the studio are on.

Light,

Enough light,

It can bring great psychological comfort to people.

On two stretcher trucks in the studio, Jeff and Mr. Mosan were lying respectively.

Jeff applied makeup on his face, "glorious".

It can be seen that it was a bit heavy, and the hair was combed in the middle part and applied hair spray, which made me look... particularly energetic. I guess Jeff was not so energetic before his lifetime.

Mr. Mosan seemed much "normal". He did not put on thick makeup but paid more attention to details and nature, and seemed to be really sleeping.

When Aunt Mary works, she fully “benefits one and the other”; the difference between welfare orders and normal orders is reflected here.

Of course, if Aunt Mary knew in advance that Mr. Mosan's children were going to cremate him, she would probably be "sexy" with Jeff, the young man next to her.

Karen walked over Jeff, and his previous crying felt old. It was obviously not something that a young man like "Jeff" could only be...Mr. Mosan.

But standing in front of Mr. Mosan,

Karen only saw Mr. Mosan lying quietly there, without any other "heretics".

He reached out and dragged a round stool with wheels beside him, sat down, and his feet were raised at the railing of the stretcher truck.

Karen tilted his head slightly,

I kept staring at Mr. Mosang.

at the same time,

From the corner of my eye, I often see through the open doors of the office, paying attention to the aisle... Well, it is mainly the slope at the end of the aisle.

Time passes by for a quarter of an hour.

In this quarter of an hour, everything was calm.

It's a human or a ghost,

You appear,

Give some reaction?

Karen sighed and was about to leave. The warm bed was even more attractive at night.

Get up,

When walking past Mr. Mosan,

Karen noticed that the buttons on Mr. Mosan's neck were pulled apart, so he subconsciously reached out to help tie them back.

However,

Just when his fingertips touched Mr. Mosan's neck skin,

Karen suddenly felt dizzy in his mind.

This feeling was like dizziness, and my body staggered.

Karen immediately stabilized his body and leaned his back against the wall.

“Woooooooooooo…………”

The choking sound came again.

Karen looked up immediately,

Just ahead of him, Mr. Mosan was still lying there;

But in the oblique corner, another figure curled up in the corner with his knees, crying.

Seeing this scene, Karen was not screaming in fear. He had actually had enough psychological construction;

And for Karen, seeing a "ghost" is much better than seeing a "no ghost";

If the latter is concerned, he has to doubt whether there is something wrong with his "brain" and "spirit".

So, compared to "I am a psychopath", Karen is more inclined to accept "this is a nervous world".

"Mr. Mosan?"

Karen made an inquiry sound to the figure curled up in the corner.

But the figure seemed to have heard nothing, and did not respond at all, and was still sobbing there.

Karen stood up and walked towards Mr. Mosan, but his "view" formed a "isolation" from "reality". When he walked towards Mr. Mosan, the distance between the two sides did not get closer, but remained constant.

When Karen's face was almost pressed against the opposite wall,

Mr. Mosan is still curled up in the corner of "far".

The "hell" scene has not scared Karen until now, and this "supernatural constant distance" has made Karen even more eager to explore.

"So, what I see is not a real existence?"

After saying this, Karen bit his lower lip.

"I said nonsense."

Immediately afterwards,

Karen tried to spread his hands and slowly move his position.

The next moment,

Mr. Mosan's curled figure also began to move with it, no, it was a translation.
To be continued...