Maybe the name of the my channel was interesting, soon several viewers came in and sent a few comments.
[Hunting ghosts again? Wouldn't it be scary again just with some sound effects? ]
[The user name of the streamer is Scary Julie? Give us a frontal shot of you. Let's see how scary it is? ]
[If it's really scary, I will donate you a bottle of holy water. ]
Holy Water is a reward item for this platform. Each one worth 10 dollars. I am a little touching, but I felt hesitant after touching my face which was full of birthmarks.
Don't scare them away, forget it.
I took my cell phone and flashlight, and aimed at the clinic sign with the camera on the phone. There was a large black object on the plaque, which looked like a pool of blood.
I started to explain: this is the famous Charles Clinic. Three years ago, the clinic owner Dr. Charles performed an abortion operation on a girl. There was a medical accident, and the girl died of bleeding on the operating table. Dr. Charles was extremely depressed and finally hanged himself in the operating room.
Since then, the clinic has been haunted. Some people saw Dr. Charles holding a scalpel, walking around in the clinic, and killing a tramp who stumbled in. Now, let's get into it and take a look.
I stepped forward and gently opened the mottled wooden door.
The audience began to comment again.
[The streamer's voice is nice, is it a beauty? ]
[Asking for a frontal shot again! ]
I felt a little sad. I also wanted to be a beauty.
I picked up the flashlight and scanned the living room. Behind the tattered counter was a glass medicine cabinet. The glass reflected it and reflected my shadow. Although the camera only flashed, the commentary exploded.
[Wait, what did I just see? The one wearing the hat and mask is the streamer? ]
[The streamer is really mysterious, either too ugly or too beautiful. ]
[Are you stupid? Beauty will come to stream hunting ghosts? ]
[Stop! I just saw two shadows on the glass! ]
[Don't be scared. Why didn't I see it? ]
I didn't know if the audience was scared, but I was shocked, and I looked in the mirror with a flashlight, only my own shadow.
I was relieved that the audience must have see it wrong.
"Now, let's go to the toilet and it is said that the tramp was attacked by Dr. Charles' ghost in the toilet."
Speaking if this, I opened the door of the inner room.
Inside was the infusion room, with several steel beds lying side by side, and I sniffed my nose and said, "How bloody."
I swept the flashlight and was startled, "Why is there some blood stains?"
A steel wire bed was covered with blood, which was dripped along the wire and gathered into a pool of blood on the ground.
I touched it with my hands with it stained my fingertips, and confirmed, "It's really blood!"
[It's the the pig blood the streamer herself spit before. ]
[Don't pretend to be haunted. I've seen many of this. ]
I was almost scared to death, and I had no desire to look at the comments.
Of course, I didn't spill this blood!
I had an urge to turn around and run, but a clear jingle sounds - someone has donated!
Props [a glass of red wine], which worth one dollar, but one dollar is also money!
I gritted my teeth and continued to explain, with a trembling voice: "It is said that Dr. Charles's ghost cut the homeless man's tendons and hamstrings in the toilet and dragged him to this wire bed to kill him cruelly. When the police came , The scene is very scary, it is said that someone vomited on the spot! "
Suddenly I hear a creak--
My explanation stopped abruptly. I turned my head suddenly, and saw the toilet door open.
[Wow, what kind of special effect is this? ]
[Stupid guy, there must be a person hidden in the toilet. Later, when the streamer enters, her associate will get out and scare us. ]
There were two jingles and two glasses of red wine was donated.
My legs tremble with fright, but for money, I will insist!
I gasped and walked cautiously towards the toilet.
[The streamer has a nice voice. I've donated! ]
This time I got a bottle of holy water, 10 dollars!
Enticed by money, I suddenly had the courage to keep going and get into the toilet.
The toilet was relatively large, with three compartments, and a large mirror on the wall, covered with stains.
I walked over carefully, and wanted to pick up a piece of broken glass as a weapon, but somehow I picked up a scalpel!
The scalpel was rusty with black stains on it, but the blade was still sharp.
[This prop is not bad. I'm donating for the hard work of the streamer. ]
Another bottle of holy water.
I took a deep breath and opened the first door.
The toilet was very dirty and had a smell of rancidity. I used the flashlight to shine around for a while and saw nothing, then went to the next compartment.
Then I heard a sound of water.
My whole body shook and I looked at the sink. There was a sound in the water pipe. It's impossible. The water had been cut off here for many years.
As I lowered my head and looked into the sink, the door of the second toilet behind opened silently, and a figure in a white coat floated out.
The audience saw this scene in the mirror, and the comments exploded immediately.
[Hah, the associate came out. ]
[This makeup looks good,I'll donate a bottle of holy water. ]
[Wait, why is he floating? ]
[There must be a pulley installed on the foot. ]
As soon as I looked up, I saw the white coat figure floating behind me, and the scalp in the back of my head tightened! I quickly turned around, but there was nothing, and I turned back to look at the mirror again, there was that scary figure in the mirror!
[Oh my God! This special effect is so incredible! ]
[Five bottles of holy water for the special effects! ]
[Special effect is perfect! Please take my knees. ]
[Hey guys, do you really think this is a special effect? ]
This is not a special effect! I screamed in horror, tucked my phone into the pocket on the chest of my shirt, while the camera was facing the front, and then grabbed the scalpel, and spurred towards the figure in the mirror.
With a clicking sound, the mirror was actually pierced, and the scalpel was just inserted on the forehead of the ghost in the mirror.
Blood poured from the broken place, but the ghost in the mirror showed a cruel and sinister sneer.
"Ahhhh!" I screamed, my neck seemed to be pinched by something, and my whole body was suspended.
There were suddenly dozens more viewers in the channel, and more and more comments.
[There are really ghosts! Call the police! ]
[Are you stupid? How do you tell the police? Someone has been attacked by a ghost? ]
[What a courageous streamer! She dare to stab the ghost with a scalpel! ]
[Is there any psychic? Hurry up to save her! ]
I'm desperately struggling with breathing out more and in less. You must be kidding! Is my luck so bad that I'm dying here in my first stream broadcast?
The phone kept ringing, and it seemed that there would be a lot of donates. I clenched my teeth. For Henry on the bed, I can't die!
I dragged a jade pendant from my neck and threw it fiercely in the direction of the ghost. Suddenly a sharp scream came out, and a hint of black gas rose in the air, which was sucked into my nose.
I fell to the ground and coughed violently.
[Ghost is dead? ]
[Holy shit! The streamer had hidden something before. ]
[Streamer, no, master, I'll pay my respects. ]
I struggled to get up from the ground, grabbed the pendant, and ran out of the clinic in desperation, turning off the channel.
Back home, I unbuttoned my shirt and found a black and purple handprint on my neck.
What a bad luck!
I opened my stream account. After a rough calculation, tonight's reward actually has nearly two hundred dollars! And the subscribes have reached 5,000.
For a newcomer streamer, this result is incredibly good.
Tonight is a hit. If I often stream, I would gradually become famous. In addition to rewards, there will be merchants looking for me to advertise, and I can make more money.
I bit my lower lip, anyway, I have nothing but a bad life. Nothing can be more terrible than now.
I touched the pendant on my neck, which was given by my grandfather's friend. It is said that he also came from the East and knew some mysterious spells.
The reason why he gave me this pendant was because he had performed a divination for me and said that there were many disasters in my destiny. He hope this pendant brought from his hometown can protect me. I have been wearing it for many years.
I didn't expect it to save my life today.
I sighed, took off my mask, and washed my face.
Lifting my head, I suddenly froze in front of the mirror. The birthmark on my chin ..... why is it gone?