No one disturbs the shrimp.

After practicing a few times, he felt that he was already skilled, and he was ready to go out of the room to see it.

If this is really a game scene, then the living room outside the room should be the living room.The mother and son NPC lived in a suite in a room, a kitchen, and the mother and son slept together.The player-controlled detective entered the room, through the living room, only to see the corner of the kitchen and bathroom.

The big shrimp sat at the door for a moment and did not hear the sound.

He unsced the doorknob and went out.

There was no one in the living room.The windows were open and there was no wind.There was only a cloud of darkness outside the window, no white clouds of the sun.

The living room is simple furniture, more debris.

The shrimp did not rush to find the clues here, but went to the kitchen and bathroom to look at it first.

The door of the kitchen and bathroom is open, but there seems to be an invisible diaphragm that blocks the footsteps of the shrimp.Unable to enter.There is space inside, not a flat scene in the game, but it is impossible to walk in.

The objects in the kitchen and toilet look ordinary, and they are daily necessities for both mother and son.

The shrimp returned to the living room and began to touch and look west.

The boxes piled together contained old children's things, toys, clothes, books.The game mentioned that this is the mother of the burdened mother from other channels to get second-hand goods, there are donations, there are also garbage cans to pick up.A lot of things are dirty and haven’t been cleaned yet.On the other side of the sofa are old women's clothes and old shoes.

The sofa was shabby, and the springs were pierced out.

There is no coffee table, only a table, which is filled with a coffee table.Above it are broken and needles.The mother worked by hand to earn money and maintain her daily expenses.This is her work on weekdays.

The shrimp follows the game's thinking and looks for it step by step.

I think something is not quite right.

What a messy living room, the kitchen, the bathroom and the bedroom you’ve seen before... everything seems to be piled up in the living room, dirty and messy, but the other rooms are so neat.

The shrimp turned around the TV.The TV is on the ground and there is no TV cabinet.The power supply is plugged in and cannot be turned on.

There seems to be no trace here.

The shrimp went to the door.

I heard voices at the same time as him.

The sound of water...

Ticking, ticking, ticking...

There was a dripping sound on both the kitchen and the toilet, and you came and went, as if you were having some kind of conversation.

The shrimp all froze, slowly turned around, some hesitation should run to the door, or back to the bedroom, as the previous exercise to hide under the bed.

There was no time for him to be thoughtful, and suddenly the sound of the key came from the doorway.The key was inserted into the lock hole.

The shrimp immediately ran into the bedroom and flew under the bed.

Kara!

The door opened.

When the door opened, there was the sound of high heels, and another footsteps.The floor creaked.The sound of water is also continuing.

The sound of high heels entered the kitchen and into the toilet again, and the two drops disappeared.

No one spoke.

The two men in the living room had been walking, and there had been a broken sound coming.

In the usual, I should be able to float out to see, now, I can only hide under the bed with the shrimp.

I thought of Grandma.

When she was a child, she met the ghost, hid under the bed, and was arrested.

The big shrimp subconsciously held his breath, stared at the floor outside the bed, and stared at the position at the door.

No one has ever come in.

The sound in the living room stopped, and then there was a "droof" sound, as if something had knocked on the wooden floor.

Oh, hey!

Another one.

Squeaking...squeaking...

The sound is a bit like...

The imagination of the corpse appeared in the shrimp's mind.

Oh, hey!

Cut the bones...

Squeak, creaking...

Pulling the knife out of the bone...

Just imagine that the big shrimp's heart beats faster and the body is cold.

He is not intimidated when he plays the game.

There is no such scene in the game.

The next second, there were footsteps.

High heels went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and then came the sound of cutting vegetables, the sound of the oil pan...

The smell comes in.

It is indeed the smell of meat.

But what kind of meat?

The shrimp closed its eyes, and the heart silently thought that this was a game, this was a game.It is the NPC that cut and burned the person, and it is just a piece of data, not a real person at all.

The smell continued to flow, and the woman spoke.

“You can eat.”

“All right, mother.”

"You'll have to eat more."

“Hmm.”

The footsteps came to the living room, and the sofa made a sound.Then there was the sound of chewing and swallowing.

After a meal, there was movement.

The TV was turned on, and the lively cartoons were played, all sound effects, no sound.

Women should be washing dishes in the kitchen.

Soon after, she went back to the bathroom and took a bath.

The boy then went to the shower.

The shrimp was in a hurry.

He didn’t seem to have a chance to run out.

After waiting for half a day, a pair of feet finally appeared in the field of vision, which was the feet of a woman wearing high heels.

I feel doubtful.

Why is it so long that she wears high heels?

Is it possible to say that this is a game setting?

The shrimp didn’t think so much, just worried.

The woman lay down on the bed.

There is also a TV cartoon in the living room.

The bed above her head sounded the woman's even breath.She seemed to be asleep.

Can you go out...

The shrimp tangled.

He thought for a long time.

The sound of television in the living room suddenly stopped.

The footsteps were far away, and the boy’s feet appeared in the field of vision.He went round to the other side of the bed, and lay down, and soon uttered a uniform sound of breathing.

The light in the room was changing, as if it were all at night.

As soon as the shrimp gritted its teeth, it carefully drilled out from the bottom of the bed.

He looked back.All right.

The mother and son who are sleeping in the bed are the two characters in the game, and the painting style is the same as in the game, as if they were some kind of special effects.

The shrimp tipped off the room.

There is a moonlight in the living room, and you can see the environment clearly.

He touched the door and opened it.

Ticking...ticking...

There is another sound of water.

Almost when the water first got up, there was a movement in the bedroom, which sounded... someone was sitting up and getting out of bed!

The shrimp jumped hard in his heart, clutching the doorknob and writhing.

He held the doorknob, but the doorknob did not move.

Can't go here!

The shrimp was so fast and mad, he cursed the swearing in his heart, turned his head, and saw the stacks of cartons.

He ran behind the carton, trying to shrink his body.

The kitchen and toilet are on the other side of the living room.

As long as people don't come, so they hide, maybe they can get mixed up.All right.

The shrimp held her breath again.

The sound of high heels went from the bedroom to the kitchen and into the bathroom.The sound of water was gone, but no one left.

The shrimp covered his mouth.

Kn!

Suddenly there was a sound in the carton in front of me.

The shrimp fading.

Kn!Hush!The chorus...

What are the living creatures in the box!

For an instant, the shrimp was hairy in the heart, and the cold sweat behind it dripped down.

My heart was also raised.

What is it?Inside the box...

The knock...

The Kerala...

For example, the nails are scraping the carton, as if someone was tapping inside.

Hush!Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sound inside the carton suddenly became louder, and the whole box began to shake violently.

The carton on the top of the carton was opened, fell to the ground, and things sprinkled.

The box that made a sound opened.

Nothing to hide the shrimp, but the shrimp does not care about it.

窸窸窣窣窣 ...

Something inside the box was climbing.

窸窸窣窣窣 ...

A black thing pulled the edge of the carton.

Slowly... slowly... a pair of furry bear ears came out, and a teddy bear’s face appeared.Buttons made of bear eyes, and shrimp's eyes were up.