Chapter 111
"Speak? This mummy speaks? Haha, Alan, I think you've watched too many horror movies? Are you hallucinating?" Elder sister Helen laughed.
A few of the same tourists looked at Alan curiously. Like Helen, they didn't hear the sound at all, and there was a smile on their faces.
"I don't have auditory hallucinations! You all don't argue! Don't talk!"
Ellen, who was overwhelmed by Helen's words, shook off his mother's hand, and instead waved his arms and shouted, making everyone in the exhibition hall turn their heads to look over.
Watching this, he naturally stopped talking and moving. For a while, the exhibition hall that could accommodate more than 200 people was silent, and a needle could be heard.
Like a poisonous snake slowly wrapping around the heart, anyone can hear the slow and subtle voice, the crazy and helpless voice, the madness and depression, and the endless pain and torture.
No one could understand what the voice was saying, but the cold and cold voice entered everyone's eardrums at this moment and never stopped!
Everyone's complexion changed drastically. Following the source of the sound, they stared straight at the mummy thousands of years ago. For a moment, they felt their throats and eyes dry, and their originally calm mood suddenly seemed to be seated on a crazily raised body. Rocket, panicked.
No one can understand what it is, but this creepy sound is definitely not the chant of angels, but the death horse galloping from the **** of death, the eerie sound drawn in the wind !
Helen wanted to laugh at her inexplicable younger brother at first, but soon she froze her delicate face, full of disbelief and disbelief. On the ground, on the motionless mummy of the pharaoh.
This, this, this is not true….
Helen's heart suddenly jumped to a thought that made her want to scream. She covered her mouth and subconsciously backed away until she was pressed against the cold wall, only then did she hear another girl screaming loudly. stand up!
"My God, my God! It's the mummy, the mummy has spoken, and the mummy has come back to life!" The girl's face was pale, with cold sweat streaming from her head, and she screamed amidst the gasping air of the crowd, madly ran outside.
The high-heeled shoes stepped on a piece of crispness, as if being closely followed by an evil spirit that lingered thousands of years ago, the girl tilted her foot and fell on it. At this time, people woke up like a dream, and a few timid girls screamed Blast out, causing chaos.
All of a sudden, the whole exhibition venue was in chaos. Countless terrified people rushed out roaring and screaming, pushing others aside with their strong bodies, and then Sa Yazi ran up and fell on his back. The poor American woman screamed The sound resounded through the sky!
It turns out that this controller is used to scare people? Did the general manager call me to play a prank when he was full?
Declan, who was hiding aside, stared dumbfounded at the scene where more than 200 people were running wildly in the hall. He couldn't guess what would happen after this, but he just turned off the switch casually, making the extremely weird and weird The voice disappeared, and then disappeared outside the exhibition hall while everyone was not paying attention.
Alan's face was white, and his whole body was shaking like chaff. He wanted to run, but he couldn't pull his legs up. It was his sister Helen who pulled him hard, which made him wake up from his distraught state.
The hall that was originally full of tourists and spectators is now empty, as quiet as a tomb where mummies were placed three thousand years ago, making people even more flustered.
In the United States, many people believe that the curse of mummies is real, and their resurrection is inevitable. This is related to their religious beliefs, and it is also related to the fact that the history of the founding of the United States is not long, and there is no long history to dig, so many The ghostly novelist moved the mummy thousands of years ago in ancient Egypt into his book, and then scared a lot of Americans.
Not only believe, there are even people who are willing to become mummies and wait for the day of resurrection. In the original time and space, there was a small news in 2003 that a guy in the United States offered to make people into mummies, and a total of more than 1,400 Americans signed an agreement with him, just waiting for him to make himself into a mummy after death. mummy!
It is reported that this person's "body permanent preservation system" has applied for a patent in the United States...
This little news also illustrates the attitude of Americans towards mummies, which also led to the fact that when the mysterious voice sounded, most people had no doubts and immediately thought of running away.
If Americans believe in something they see and protect themselves immediately, it is the zombies all over the street, werewolves and vampires at midnight, and the insidious spell of mummies.
"That voice is gone, that voice is gone!"
Allen stared at the motionless mummy of the pharaoh, but his eyes were completely different from those who were running towards the exit. He just had a pale face, but he was firmly looking for the source of the sound. There were several others like him. The courageous or curious people searched around the mummy carefully, but they couldn't find the answer.
"That voice is gone! It's gone! It's really gone!" Sighing, Allen couldn't hear the strange voice again, and the whole exhibition hall was silent, only a few people staring at each other. looking at each other.
At the exit of the exhibition hall, there were so many people running wildly, the effect caused was completely sensational, and it would not be too much to describe it as being turned on its back. Men and women of all ages ran wildly as if they were being chased by something terrifying. The people who blocked him along the way were pushed down and trampled under his feet without hesitation. The threat of death made them completely expose the ugliness in their hearts.
The sounds of begging and crying played a movement like a disaster.
Three people become tigers, and everyone talks about gold. The appearance of these two old sayings is absolutely justified, and the current chaotic scene completely confirms these two sentences from a partial side.
When everyone turned pale, yelled, and ran away like a bereaved dog, even the tourists who didn't know what happened, yelled and ran away inexplicably.
At this time, most of the sensible people who wanted to find out the truth were also swept away, and the entire Getty Center mummy exhibition hall was in chaos for a while!
I didn't know how far I ran out. When I saw two patrolling security guards from the Getty Center head-on, the escaped people suddenly surrounded me like drowning people grabbing the last straw. He began to vent his inner fear in a hurry.
"Damn it! Help us, inside, face to face..." A thin and timid Caucasian man's eyes were tearing open, the veins on his cheeks were bulging, and there were big drops of cold sweat, which made him seem to have just drenched himself. Like a heavy rain, he grabbed the security guard's hand and pointed at the mummy exhibition hall, so scared that he could hardly speak.
"The mummy in your exhibition has come back to life, and it has spoken! It is cursing us, we are going to die! Oh! God!" A fat woman about fifty years old, with a trembling tone of voice , just curled up into a ball, hid in the corner, and kept praying to God.
"Call an ambulance for me, my daughter was trampled!" Someone yelled again.
Countless appeals made the two patrolling security guards feel dizzy for a while. But when they heard clearly what happened to these people, the expressions of the two security guards were very strange. His shoulders shrugged slightly, as if he was suppressing some kind of maddening emotion.
"Everyone! Everyone, please calm down! OK?" A security guard pressed the brim of his hat, raised his voice, and said, "We will investigate what you said, please trust us! We will give everyone an explanation of!"
"Fuck you! Do you think we're idiots? The mummy is alive, it's alive! It's casting a curse, we won't live long!"
"No one has ever escaped the curse of Pharaoh. Has God abandoned us? Woohoo.."
The sound of crying, cursing, and praying made the place look like a mess in a vegetable market.
When people are in despair, they often lose their minds. Seeing that the emotions of these visitors were about to lose control, one of the security guards quietly tugged on the sleeves of his companion, and whispered: "Tom, think of a way, these people are going crazy, it's not good to let this situation continue !"
That's right! These two security guards were Tom and Jerry who had paid $50,000 from Mr. Carl to hide the recorded playback equipment under the mummy's head.
Originally, they were supposed to come on duty at night and take out the things hidden under the mummy last night. But the two who did this kind of thing for the first time, after getting the money, they were really worried, so they came here early. Just bumped into the crowd fleeing in fear.
Tom's face turned pale. He didn't expect these people to be so easily frightened by the news of the mummy's resurrection. Clenching the rubber baton in his hand, Tom lowered his voice and said, "You hold these people here, and I'll get them back!"
"Why?!" Jerry was taken aback, holding back these crazy people? What are you kidding? How can I deal with so many guys who are about to collapse!
Jerry is not an idiot either, he also guessed that the cause of the incident was caused by the thing he hid under the mummy's head last night. But Tom's words made him vaguely feel that if people found out the truth of this matter, he might be beaten if he stayed!
"No! No! No! Tom, let me go!"
"Shut up! You idiot! I put the thing, so naturally I will get it back. Don't you want the matter to be exposed, and we two will be beaten to death by these people?" Tom cursed angrily.
The timid Jerry trembled and looked at the angry crowd in front of him in horror. Compromising helplessly, he said, "Okay, buddy! You must come back quickly."
"****! Stay here obediently and wait for me to come back!" Tom cursed secretly, and walked quickly towards the mummy's exhibition hall.
Just walked to the entrance of the exhibition hall, Tom met an eighteen-year-old boy head-on. The boy seemed a little lost, like a walking dead, walking forward in a daze, muttering constantly in his mouth. "Is it really a curse? Which voice can't find its source at all!"