A thin red mist slowly poured into a house on the fifth floor. The residents in the house knew nothing about all this. They were still immersed in sleep. The day's torment made them feel tired.
This is a house with two bedrooms and one living room, and it is a family of three. The two adults live together, and their child, a twelve-year-old boy, should also have a separate room at this age.
The red mist slowly condensed in the living room, and the color was almost imperceptible. Later, the color of the mist became more and more vivid. Although the living room was dark, the red color of the mist could still be seen, as if it were dark.
It has no impact on the red color at all.
The mist slowly gathered, getting faster and faster, and when it finally shrank to an extreme, the mist actually condensed into the shape of a person.
This person, who was completely made of mist, raised his arms, stretched his waist, and took steps, but his steps staggered a bit. It or he seemed to be very uncomfortable with his current body.
Suddenly he fell down, and then turned into a cloud of mist with a bang, but then, this large cloud of mist gathered again and condensed into the appearance of a person.
This time it was more solid than the previous one, and the movements seemed much smoother.
The man moved slowly, more carefully this time. After a while, the man formed by the strange mist seemed to have adapted to the current situation, and slowly stood up straight. Although it was still illusory, there was something
silhouette of a person.
The whole body is filled with blood, and the red mist is not stagnant, but moving back and forth in the human form, but it seems to be limited to a certain range. The flowing red mist is like a human body.
The blood flowing in the heart is brilliant but not half beautiful.
This person stood in the living room, like a person who had been skinned, standing there naked. Anyone who saw this scene would probably be frightened and scream.
But at this time, there was no one in the living room. The owners of the room were all sleeping. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune.
The person formed by the condensed red mist stood in the living room for a moment, turning his head slightly. The cautious look made people extremely worried. He was worried that if he was not careful, his head would be like fireworks, "
The sound of "bang" turned into a sky full of stars.
Oh, no, this red mist, even if it collapses, will only be red and will never be as brilliant as the fireworks.
The red figure turned his head, and his bloody eyes wandered between the two bedrooms. He seemed to be choosing, choosing a target, and choosing the source of tonight's food.
The quivering mist was like a twitching nose, gently sniffing and sensing, and then the figure condensed from the red mist raised its legs, seeming to have finally made a decision, and took a step down,
The red mist dispersed a little, but quickly gathered again.
He was moving forward, and the direction he chose was the master bedroom of this house.
The owner of this house is there, not because of the delicious food or any other reason, but because there are two people in that room.
The figure composed of red mist slowly approached. He could have turned into a cloud of mist like before, quickly drifted away, moved, and then came here, but he didn't.
Even though walking was unnecessary, even though walking was a waste of time, he still chose this way.
He seemed to be enjoying it, and he seemed to be dancing and celebrating the wonderful thing of getting food.
But after all, there were only a few short steps. Regardless of whether the person made of red mist wanted to or not, he still came to the door of the master bedroom.
There was gentle snoring in the room. Even if you didn't see the owner of the room, you could tell that there must be one or two people in there who were not sleeping very well.
The figure composed of red mist swayed, seeming to be excited, but also seemed to be expressing disgust.
The next second, the barely humanoid body exploded inch by inch, turning into a red mist that quickly surged into the room along the gap under the door.
"Click"
"squeak"
In the other direction, there was a sudden sound of the door lock turning. A twelve-year-old boy walked out of the room, rubbing his eyes. He walked directly through the living room, walked to the other side of the house, entered the bathroom, and then opened the door.
close.
The sleepy little boy didn't notice that there was a person standing there at the door of his parents' room.
There were no lights on in the dark living room, but with his familiarity with the home, this matter was not difficult for the little boy.
But this movement made the red figure standing at the door of the master bedroom move. His head turned 180 degrees. The red mist around his neck seemed to be broken at any time, but he persisted so reluctantly.
, not broken, but the weird angle is still very frightening.
A red figure with a faceless face faced the direction of the bathroom. On the strange face that had no facial features, three dark holes actually appeared at this time. They were three vortexes, the air was rotating, and the mist was surging.
The condensed vortex is strange and eerie.
He looked at the bathroom where the little boy was. The red mist was about to move, but then it seemed to think of something. The red vortex at the mouth slowly changed and became a little oblate, as if he was smiling, but it was estimated that no one could see it.
This is a joke.
The two vortexes in the eyes trembled twice, and then suddenly dissipated. Then the whole head exploded completely, turning into red mist, flowing along the door of the master bedroom.
Seams poured into the room.
The bathroom door opened and the little boy walked out of the bathroom.
He glanced towards his parents' room, with a little doubt in his eyes.
"I think I saw someone coming out just now. Is it dad or mom?"
He shook his head. He was too anxious just now and didn't see clearly who was standing at the door. He only vaguely felt that there seemed to be someone standing at the door of his parents' room.
Yawning again, the little boy walked to his room. No matter who he was, it didn't matter, and the little boy didn't think anything could happen at home.
In the master bedroom, a figure composed entirely of red mist slowly formed, but it did not turn into a real human shape as before. The red mist floated in the air, slowly moving towards the bed in the center of the room.
Approach slowly.
Soon, the mist had drifted to the top of the big bed. There was a man and a woman lying on the bed. The two slept soundly. The woman's brows were slightly frowned, as if she was struggling with something. There was saliva flowing from the corner of the man's mouth, slightly.
Snoring sounds came from him.
The two of them did not notice that a strange visitor came into the room.
Because of the entry of the red mist, the temperature in the room dropped slightly. The sleeping woman seemed to notice the change in temperature. She wrapped the quilt tightly, turned over, and relaxed her frown, and the scene in her dream changed.
The red mist that shrouded the two people's heads began to disperse, and a strange human face appeared in the red mist. The man seemed to be laughing, silently, and the surging mist turned into small cloud snakes.
Rolling, jumping for joy, and galloping towards the two people below.
The mist melted into the air, and small smoke snakes followed the nostrils of the man and the woman, and penetrated into their bodies as they breathed.
A large amount of red mist surged, and in just a few breaths, the red mist that originally enveloped the two people had completely poured into their bodies. There was a faint red mist floating on their skin.
, but it is very weak.
"Forehead!"
The man suddenly opened his eyes, a painful sound was squeezed out of his throat, his legs straightened subconsciously, his hands suddenly grabbed the quilt, veins popped up on his arms, and even blood vessels were beating on his forehead. The man's voice shocked the woman
Wake up with a fright.
The woman just wanted to ask what happened, but just as she opened her mouth, her body suddenly trembled, and her whole body twitched uncontrollably on the bed.
The painful sounds came out, but they were very low, as if they were forced, and it seemed that their throats had been damaged.
A weak hoarse voice echoes in the room, but if you get a little farther away, you will feel that the voice seems to be someone, laughing softly...