Don’t go to the secret room alone, especially with that horrible subject.
Because I wasn’t skilled, I even forgot to have the walkie-talkie before I went in, and I didn’t know until after that that it was a walkie-talkie that escaped.
And once you can’t escape, no one here can help you.
One.
“Hey, how are you?” There’s a man coming out behind the counter with a curtain, “Is this for the secret room?” I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“Only”?
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
“Oh, it’s rare to be alone in a horror room. He said, “Let’s see which one is better for you. I’m sorry.
“Have played two. I’m sorry.
“Are you afraid?”
I said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
“Well, I’ll pick you a scary one. He said, “There’s very little you can do alone. How about this? I’m sorry.
He pointed to the painting on the wall.
The secret room is called the dormitory.
“Okay, this is it.”
“Wait, I’ll get ready. I’m sorry.
“Is there NPC?” I asked.
“No, it’s purely mechanical. I’m sorry.
It’s not weird. The cost of using NPC in a private room is too high.
I sat alone in the waiting area in a couch chair and picked out snacks on the table.
The painting seemed to move in the light, but when I looked back, I didn’t see any change.
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I like scary but not dangerous things like a secret room without NPC.
“I’ve been waiting for you. Please deposit your belongings in the cabinet and come with me. I’m sorry.
He guided me into it, and said, “In this chamber, you will be a woman named Zhou Xin. The day you went back to your dorm, the door was locked. I’m sorry.
“The game time is 90 minutes, and there’s a countdown. I’m sorry.
“When you get inside, find a closet to hide, and then the game begins. I’m sorry.
He pushed the door of the secret room, and I walked in and watched him close the door before he began to take stock of the secret room.
It’s a long-shaped four-person bedroom and goes to bed at the table, each with a closet. The door at the end of the bedroom is the balcony door.
Even the balcony.
However, although there was a balcony, there were windows on the balcony and it was still indoors.
When I opened the closet door on the left hand, there was nothing in it, I went in and closed it.
As soon as the closet door was closed, I heard a little bit of bite, pushed the door and couldn’t open.
The closet began to play a chilling sound.
“Don’t make a sound. Someone’s in the dormitory. I’m sorry.
“It’s been every night lately, it’s like that guy comes in…”
“Be quiet, be quiet, be quiet…”
She finished the line, and then there was only a depressing breath in the closet.
It’s not my own, but the sound of breath that’s so close to me has accelerated my breathing.
There are footsteps outside.
The kind of footsteps that can be heard in a quiet place like the library.
It’s like there’s a little bit of a bump in the footsteps.
I can’t tell the exact source of the sound, but I guess it’s probably coming from the player in the closet.
It’s a secret room without NPC, so the breathing, the footsteps are just creating people’s illusions.
When I thought there was no one out there, I hid in my closet and listened to the sound, and I felt that it was not much to be afraid of.
The footsteps went from side to side, then came back, wandered outside for a while and disappeared.
I heard myself say, “He’s gone. You can go out now. I’m sorry.
I pushed down the door. I did.
There’s nothing different out there than just now. I don’t know why I have to go in there.
This four-person dormitory is a typical kind of university dormitory for women, many of whom prefer to wear the curtains, so three beds are covered by the curtains, and the only one where I am is empty and unbed, and there is nothing on the table or in the closet, and apparently nobody sleeps.
I began to look for textual information about four weeks, in line with my previous experience in the secret room.
But when I looked at it, I felt…
This is a strange secret room.
It does not have fixed items that are common in secret rooms, and almost all items can be moved, like an ordinary room, without fear of being damaged by the player ‘ s violence.
I saw the label on the bedside, which says “Bed 1: Curly.”
The rest of the beds are “Bed 2: Lin Shu” “Bed 3: Zhou Xin” “Bed 4: Plum Zid Dan”.
I am Zhou Xin, the owner of the bed across the slope.
I don’t know why I’m not in this dorm.
I went to my place first.
Zhou Xin seems to like reading novels.
There was a row of novels on the table and on the cabinet, ranging from suspicion to various types of rhetoric.
The desktop is in a drawing book.
The only thing that’s weird is that they’re all open, and I even pick them up and flip.
You know, things that didn’t solve the mystery in the previous room were just for the player, not for the player, either they were fake, or they had to be fixed to avoid wear and tear, and if everyone looked at it like I did, the book would have been broken.
The secret room is real.
I pulled the drawer and started looking for a regular clue to see where it was locked, keys, journals, etc.
There is a lot of stuff in the drawers, with hair-tight bands, little mirrors, a pamphlet, blanks, and a bunch of little things that are common.
I flipped a key in it.
I looked around and found a lock on Zhou Xin’s closet.
The key was inserted, it was smooth. I opened the closet and saw a line of clothes inside.
“It’s too much to do. I’m surprised.
I looked around the closet and found nothing, so I turned to beds 2 and 4.
Bed 2 contains thick notes on the lumber table.
The number of reference books compared to the number of novels here in Zhou Xin, seems to be a hard-working schoolboy.
And the plum Dan in bed 4 seemed to have a lot of extracurricular activity, and she had a picture on her desk, and the person in the photograph smiled and wondered if it was her.
I looked around, I saw a lot of their personal belongings, and I didn’t find anything that looked like a clue.
I pulled the curtains off her bed. I wanted to see if there was anything on her bed.
But when the curtains were drawn, a man lay on the bed.
I was unprepared, scared of a spirit and fought a cold war.
The man on the bed turned his back on me, and his hair came out of the bed and spread it over his pillow.
I’m going back to Zhou Xin’s bed.
This is Plum Din?
She looks like she’s sleeping.
Every one of her hairs is so real.
Is there anyone else in the other two beds?
Open the curtains of Zhou Xin, no one.
And there’s a man lying behind the curtains with Lin Shu number 2.
The man remained still, lying there.
I feel a little creepy.
Why is there someone in Lin Shu’s bed with Plum Zid Dan?
Real or fake?
That’s when I heard footsteps.
I can’t tell where I’m going, I can’t tell.
Zhou’s breath is ringing.
Quiet, it’s coming again…
And We hear the sound of the footsteps that draw near, and seek not a place to hide.
Zhou Xin’s closet was on my hands. I couldn’t take care of the clothes inside. There’s a bad smell in the closet. I feel sick, I want to cough, but I can’t.
That footsteps are approaching.
I sat in the closet and calmed down.
Yeah, it’s just a secret room.
I don’t have to be so nervous…
And the footsteps near the door to the closet, I heard it stop.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
The closet door was knocked.
It’s not from the top player, it’s from the closet door.
A little bit, a beat.
I feel the closet shaking.
There’s really something at the door.
Isn’t this a secret room without NPC…
What is that thing knocking at the door?
I’m starting to really feel panic.
This secret room doesn’t seem normal…
Why didn’t the clerk give me a walkie-talkie or something?
There’s no surveillance in this closet.
In retrospect, it doesn’t seem to be seeing surveillance outside…
This secret room, no one’s controlling, no one’s watching.
I don’t know.
Is this really a secret room game?
Two.
It’s dark in the cupboard, stifling, stifling, and I can seem to hear myself breathing back.
I’m pressuring a strong sense of tension, looking outside through the cracks in the closet.
I want to know if there’s anyone.
There’s often a scene in a horror film, where you get to the cracks and then look at the monster on the other side.
I held my breath, but I couldn’t see anything.
There’s only a little light outside the gap.
The door of the cupboard had a sudden earthquake, and it made a huge noise.
I hid a little bit back, and I almost made a noise.
But because of this hiding, it’s a hard thing.
What?
I heard the door tap move elsewhere, so I reached out and looked for the stuff I was crushing.
But it’s too dark in the cupboard, and I can only feel it in long strips, probably with a cell phone length, but it’s not wide, it’s got a bumpy button, a bit like mp3.
I was afraid of being seen by people who might be out there, afraid to touch it, just holding it, slowly damping my hands.
The sound of the cupboard door went on for a while and then disappeared with the footsteps.
But I feel like it’s getting lighter, and sometimes I can’t hear it.
I waited a while before I pushed the door to the locker.
The lights are on and there’s nothing in the room. It’s nothing different than when I first came in.
I don’t have the mind to begin with.
I want out.
I ran to the side of the door and pulled the lock, but the door was locked.
Just like the shopkeeper said, it’s locked, it can’t open.
It is a common dormitory door lock, which is locked in reverse, and it is open only with a key, both inside and outside.
I now urgently need to hear from the shopkeeper to prove that this is just a game.
I look up for surveillance cameras.
But not really.
There was no surveillance, and there was no silence, and no one heard me unless I shouted.
And we came in through that long hallway, and I’m afraid even if I shouted here, he wouldn’t be able to hear it at the counter.
The only thing that seems normal is an electronic timer at the height of the wall, a red number that beats one second, and the countdown has reached 74 minutes and 14 seconds, and it’s still a little down.
It gives people an unnamed sense of oppression.
At the end of the last count, what will happen?
And the only thing I can do is keep this game going, find clues, find this key.
I gave up the idea of breaking the lock.
The two people behind the curtains are driving me crazy.
And We took fear, and lifted up the curtains, and observed her from the bed.
She had a special reflection on her face, which was not human skin.
Yeah, it’s a fake.
I’m relieved, but at the same time I have a very weird feeling.
Because it looks too like a real person, and there’s nothing to see on her hair, and it’s covered in covers, with eyes open, and it’s looking at the walls, and it gives me a strange illusion that she’s alive.
I feel like I can’t touch them.
I was just turning back as quietly as I could, away from the two beds.
I finally saw what I found in Zhou Xin’s closet in the light.
It’s a tape pen.
I flipped over from Zhou Xin’s desk to a player and connected it, and there was a sound.
“Let me tell you a ghost story. A girl says.
“No, I’m afraid…” another voice said.
“What’s the matter, everybody’s here. I’m sorry.
“Yes, Ali, you have too little guts. I’m sorry.
“I am…”
“Don’t talk, listen to me. I’m sorry.
The storyteller said with a low voice, “We have heard that this building has died before. I’m sorry.
“A student about four or five years older than us was killed in this building. I’m sorry.
“The murderer was her roommate, and after she was killed, he hid her in the closet and wrapped her in a plastic bag. I’m sorry.
“It was discovered by students, so many knew it. I’m sorry.
“When the police came, they opened the plastic bags, all of which were rotten. I’m sorry.
“The two people in the next bed had no idea that a body had been hidden not far from each of them, and that they had stayed in their dormitories for days. I’m sorry.
“They sleep at night, and the bodies are in the closet next to them. I’m sorry.
Zhou Xin, do you feel terrible? I’m sorry.
She wants Zhou Xin’s support.
“How can Zhou Xin be afraid? “She likes these things. I’m sorry.
“That…”
“You’re upset. Don’t interrupt me. I’m sorry.
She continued, “But it didn’t end. I’m sorry.
“The dormitory was sealed because of the murder. Two roommates in the former dorm were transferred to another dormitory. I’m sorry.
“But they both said that they would hear an unusual sound at night. I’m sorry.
“One is the sound of a door tap in the middle of the night, of a rhythm, at a moment when they say that they can’t move at night, that they can’t make a sound, that they wait until that door tap disappears. I’m sorry.
“The other is the sound from the walls. I’m sorry.
“They say there’s a sound in the walls, and the sound of the walls knocking, like it’s empty, feels something inside. I’m sorry.
“There are bodies. I’m sorry.
“One of them even smashed the wall, so it was empty, but there were no bodies. I’m sorry.
“In the end, they all graduated, and that’s it. But it is said that, at some point, strange noises are heard in the middle of the night…”
“The other day, Ali said she heard a door knock at night. No, it’s not about that, is it? I’m sorry.
I heard the sound of a bit of tremor coming out of the player, “Stop it, you didn’t hear it. I must have heard it wrong. I’m sorry.
Li Zi Dan said, “Yeah, but the two girls said something and nobody heard it.” I’m sorry.
“Do you think they were wrong or did they really have that voice… ..
No one answered, and Li Zhi Dan did not continue, so he fell into a quiet place.
At this point, there was an unusual sound on the player.
Boom, boom, boom.
As I heard, the rhythm of the door was clearly recorded.
The moment I heard it, I almost thought it was the doorman again.
That’s the sound on the tape.
But listen to that door knock, I feel like it’s really coming, like it’s close to a foot.
Four people in the dorm haven’t spoken in a long time.
It was not until the knocks stopped that that little wept was heard.
“That knock, did you hear it? I’m sorry.
It’s still quiet.
Li Xiao Dan and Lin Shu didn’t answer her.
After a while, Zhou Xin finally said:
“They seem to be asleep. I’m sorry.
“…what kind of door knock?”
3
At that moment, I was a little hairy.
I heard Zhou Xin clearly:
“…what kind of door knock?”
“I didn’t hear you. I’m sorry.
In a dead silence, loud noises suddenly appeared in the player, and the recording ended.
Zhou Xin’s words are in my mind.
I put the tape back and heard it loud and clear again, and I could even hear it echoing in this room, more loud and clearer than they speak.
And it made me feel so quiet to listen to this door tap again, like I was in a girl’s dormitory late at night, and two roommates fell asleep, and I suddenly heard the door beckoned…
Only I heard.
I am, like Gouri, in isolation.
The sound in the tape continues.
I got a goose bump in that voice.
At that moment, I suddenly squeaked behind me and banged.
I looked back and saw the balcony door shaking.
It’s like it’s blown by the wind, hit the door frame, and then bounced.
I realized that I was too careful to listen to the recording, and I didn’t even notice it.
There’s some cold sweat in the back.
How can there be wind inside?
I swallowed the saliva and slowly walked through the door to the balcony.
It’s empty outside.
It’s a window-sealed balcony, nobody.
So why the wind?
I can’t think about it anymore.
Quiet around.
Only the sound is on the player.
The doorshots of Zhou Yi and Zhou Xin have ended.
Since I didn’t press the pause, it was broadcast to the end.
After that murmur, which was supposed to be quiet, there was a new sound in the player, which was a smashing sound.
Next recording?
Li Zi Dan shouts:
“Guri! Where’s my bracelet?”
“Why are you asking me?”
“Did you take my bracelet? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t.”
“This morning, it was just the four of us in the dorm, and the three of us went out together. I’m sorry.
“But I’m sleeping in the morning, and I don’t know what’s going on…” Guly said, “I’m sleeping late in the morning.” I’m sorry.
“Who else but you? You’re the only one who’s poor. You don’t need this bracelet. You can’t buy it for a month. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know who it is…”
Get out of the way! How many things have you stolen from me? I’m sorry.
There were a lot of boring, fragmentary voices in the tape, and I heard something cracking.
“It’s really not me.” Gu Li’s voice is full of tears, “I’ve never taken anything from you, Son Dan, I’ve never taken anything…”
Lin Shu’s voice rings, “Don’t cry, it’s okay. Don’t be angry with me. I’m sorry.
I’m listening, but I think Plum Dan and Lin Shu are on purpose.
Li Zi Dan insisted, without proof, that Gouri had stolen from her, and Lin Zhu seemed to have spoken for Gouri, while the truth was always trying to make the case in secret.
And Zhou Xin said almost nothing.
I just flipped the tape and picked a few.
The theft was only a microcosm, and Guly has been marginalized in this dormitory.
And as a result, Curly’s bed is empty.
I pressed the pause button and turned off the recording.
I don’t have that much time to finish. I need something else.
I looked at all the items in the room, searched in the cracks and found a microlight by Zhou Xin’s bed.
It’s a purple light flashlight.
Purple light needs to be used in the dark.
I hesitated, not to turn off the lights, but to try to use a flashlight in a dark place.
I am surprised that the drawings on Zhou Xin’s table, because they were in the shadows, were photographed by a flashlight.
It wasn’t a setup.
I had a rough look at it before, it was a fantasy book, a story of a little girl alone at home, curiously exploring.
The cover depicts this little girl’s naive face in a beautiful color.
And in the dark, the luminous luminous luminous light showed her.
When you look closely, you can see her hand bleeding.
The original smile and the cynicism created a huge contrast.
I remember when I told the ghost story, “How can Zhou Xing be afraid? I’m sorry.
Zhou Xin seems to like it.
She has a variety of suspicious horror stories on her desk, and the number of unresolved cases is high.
And these are the clues?
I picked up the painting book and turned it on.
The little girl found a hole in the wall of the house.
The girl went in.
There’s another room on the other side of the hole, like in the mirror.
She played here for a long time, but when she wanted to go back, she found that hole blocked.
The fluorescent pen only marked the hole in the wall.
I walked around to see if there were fluorescent marks on the wall.
It’s dark.
The red light on the timer on the wall was particularly visible and a red light was projected on the ground.
Quietly, I feel too loud to breathe.
I turned on the flashlight.
But the sight is too small, and I’m like half-blind, and I’m groping around with a flashlight on the wall.
There’s nothing on the wall.
And We were far from the bed where Plum Dan and Lin Shu were, and raised up the curtains of the Zhou Xin’s bed, and found nothing.
Is that what I understand?
Or is there such a room, right over there with Plum Dan and Lin Shu?
I climbed out of the bed, and I thought about it, and I looked in the closet.
In Zhou Xin’s closet, a crooked fluorescent arrow pointed to the bottom corner, where there was a narrow gap, which looked like a dent in the handle, attached to a dark door.
I’m looking at it. I’m just reaching out to pull it.
Suddenly, the sound of a light and light footsteps came from the side of the balcony.
Then the familiar, tiny sound.
My first reaction was to hide in the closet, then to look down there, and at the first minute before the door closed, I seemed to see a blurry shadow by the door of the balcony.
I can’t tell if it’s my eyes or if there’s a real shadow. It’s closed.
My heart beats hard, almost suffocating me.
I didn’t know it saw me there.
I just heard that light footsteps hovering around.
Outside, there’s a light red light flashing, and I think I see a red one.
And I sat in peace, and took heed, and when the footsteps went away, I opened the secret door in the closet.
Quietly, the door opens.
Behind it is a dark passage to the unknown.
4
The tunnel behind the dark door was low and less than half a man tall, and I had to crawl inside and cover it, but I couldn’t close it.
I don’t know if the noise I’m making will draw attention to that thing.
The feeling of coldness behind you gets worse.
I feel something following me, but I can’t look back.
I can only climb a little faster.
Because it’s too dark to see the way forward, it’s just one side forward and one side forward.
The tunnel floor is hard, my knee hurts.
It crawled out and finally saw a thread of light coming through.
The space ahead just got bigger and I got up slightly.
It’s also a closet.
Push the closet door, there’s a bright room outside.
Looking back at the entrance to the tunnel, it was dark, but it seemed silent.
I took it easy. I don’t think it’s coming.
I’m just starting to look into this room.
It also has four beds, four tables and chairs, which are very similar to the contents of the previous dormitories, and even the same name and number on the bed.
But things here are different from the other side.
The bed is mirrored.
Zhou Xing’s bed was the second one on the right and now on the left.
Here’s a mirror room. The entire dormitories were upside down.
The beds of Li Zid Dan and Lin Shu have not changed much.
And the difference is, I see that there’s not an empty bed, and her stuff is still, like she’s still living.
I’m going to go over there and I’m going to see Guly’s table.
Her position was clean and clean, with only a few clothes in her closet and a two-person photograph on the wall.
One smiles, the other looks at the camera.
I took it off, with a message of blessing on the back and the name Zhou Xin.
This is their photo.
They’re close.
Maybe something’s wrong…
I’m continuing to flip things and look for clues and keys, but I’m thinking.
Zhou Xin’s pleasures are set aside for a while, except as a hunter.
But is she really her friend?
I’m embarrassed. Will friends remain silent in that situation?
Even if she doesn’t have the guts to refute Plum and Lin Shu, then…
Why would she do that?
Why did she keep watching and recording her story?
The more I think about it, Zhou Xin has problems.
I couldn’t find anything here, back to Zhou Xin table.
I noticed a few extra pieces of paper on her desk. There was an extra box under the table with a four-digit password lock on it.
The paper on the table is some printed tablets and chat records.
It says, “A girl jumped off a building and committed suicide.”
I turned over and there were many, all similar discussions.
Gu Li died jumping.
Jumped off the balcony of this dorm.
The reasons are vague.
I moved the box under Zhou Xin’s desk.
This box is medium size, about 20 centimeters high, and it’s a little heavy.
A four-digit password lock, with a high probability of a date.
I came up with the timing of Guly’s jump.
I’m going to turn the password lock on the dates mentioned in those discussions.
The password locks were transferred to the corresponding position, but were not opened.
I’m thinking.
Am I wrong?
I tried to light it with a purple light, and I didn’t find any marks.
What else? Not too many numbers around.
House number?
From those discussions, it can be seen that there are 11 floors, and the dormitories are numbered according to floors and rooms, so the possible dormitories are just a dozen or 20.
So I turned the password lock and started at 1101.
When I turned 1107, the locks were off.
At the top is a picture, the same as the one Gu Li put on the wall.
On the other hand, the words “we’re all the best” and the name “Kuri.”
Here’s a stack of chats, long and long, all by Gouri and Zhou Xin.
A little drop, all of it on paper from the moment of recognition.
When Gu Li was bullied, she comforted and opened up: “I have been through this, but no one can bully you for the rest of your life, and who will meet again after graduation?” I’m sorry.
And then I saw November 7, Zhou Xin celebrated her birthday.
Turns out 1107 wasn’t the address number of the dorm, but it was her birthday.
I look at it and I wonder.
Zhou Xin versus Gu Li, it’s really nice.
I also saw more than once that they said “knock at the door.”
Guly is afraid of being alone because of this voice, and Zhou Xing is often accompanying her to her evening classes.
She was gentle and patient, listening and accompanying.
I’m looking at those conversations, and suddenly I feel the wind blowing.
I feel the wind this time.
But I’m sure there’s no wind here.
I don’t know when the dorm door was open.
In this mirror room, the dormitory door was not locked.
My heart beats very fast, step by step to the door.
Outside, there’s no room in a secret room.
This is a back-to-back mid-empty dormitory building with a total of 10 floors up and down.
I’m standing in the hallway and I feel like there’s wind blowing.
What’s going on?
I can see numerous locked rooms down there, and the entire building is dark, with only a few lights on the stairs.
Open space gives me an increased sense of danger.
I don’t know if there’s anything coming out.
I returned to the dormitory, where the balcony was open and without a window, and I could see a small light in a far-off building, which was a late night.
I couldn’t calm down for a long time and took that piece of paper without looking into it.
And then in the silence I heard a little bit of a sound.
I know that voice too well.
It’s coming.
5
It’s so close. It’s so close to the closet door.
I looked inside the dormitory, either in the closet or behind the bed curtains.
But now the door is open…
I can get out.
At the same time, I heard the sound in the closet and the cabinet was shaking.
It’s coming out.
I turned around and ran out.
All the doors on the long walkway are locked.
I ran and heard the footsteps of my feet in this space.
It’s like light in the dark.
And We hear the sound of a smitten sound behind us, and do not hear any footsteps from it.
It’s completely gone.
I ran so hard, I couldn’t even look back and run to the stairs.
There can’t be any exports to the real world in this space.
I need to go back to that old secret room, so I have to lure it away.
There’s been an error in busy.
When I went down the stairs, I accidentally stepped on it, fell on the last steps, and my ankles hurt.
I heard it very clearly, that tiny sound above the hall, coming closer.
I held the stairs up and kept running.
When I ran to the seventh floor, I did not run any further down the stairs to the aisle, and then ran fast to the corner, hiding behind the shoe cabinets placed there, with the back attached to the shoe cabinets, and strangling the whole human being under this little cover.
This position is next to the corner of the wall. If it doesn’t come close, it won’t see me.
When I was upstairs, I saw that it was barely possible to hide, and now I’m finally here and I can’t let go.
The building is quiet.
His voice was low and he was up there for a while, and I was afraid he would see me from above and not move in the dark.
It went downstairs.
But soon I heard it go up again.
That voice is hovering upstairs and downstairs.
It seems to be guarding the stairs until I expose myself.
I rubbed my ankle, it hurt a little, but it’s okay. I can run.
It wandered on the stairs for a while, as if I had been hiding, and began to look one by one.
It’s on the sixth floor, and I think I saw it, and I went back and down, and I went upstairs, and I went back to see if it saw me.
It’s on the other side, I can’t see it, it can’t see me.
So I went to the 10th floor silently.
However, when we came to the 10th floor, the dim hallway light “boking” turned on.
I was twitching my nerves, and my heart beats.
It could not have seen me on the high floor, but this light exposed my position.
And I almost heard it again, in pieces.
Run!
Run!
That’s all I have in mind.
I can’t think of anything, how loud it is, or whether my ankles still hurt or whether I can run.
I just went to the 11th floor and then to the dorm that opened the door.
I heard it.
It’s in the back, right behind.
Not far behind me.
I’m so close to the dorm door.
But it was so close to me.
Only doors and locks of the dormitory are in my eyes.
I walked into the dorm and I hit the door, and I threw it back.
I didn’t even know I was so strong.
The door was loud, and then there was a bang.
Something outside hit the door.
After a while, it started to hit the door of the dorm “boom, bang, bang.”
And I have locked the door, slowly and carefully.
It was as if the door was extremely fragile and had been severely shaken, and I almost doubted that it would be smashed, but it was still blocking.
It was only then that I sensed that my ankles were hurting, and I was pulling out.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
It’s still filming the door.
I looked at the door for a while, and there was always a feeling that it would rush in.
It’s not a good place to stay.
I picked up Zhou Xin’s box and thought it was too heavy. I poured everything in it into a bag and hung it in my hand. Then I went to Zhou Xin Jing’s closet and drilled into that narrow passage.
This time, I felt more like there might be something behind me.
And I’m getting more worried about the way forward.
I don’t know why I thought of that painting. In the drawing book, when the girl wanted to go back to the hole, she found the hole blocked.
The end of the dark passage is like being blocked.
I looked forward and finally touched my clothes.
To Zhou Xin’s closet.
Everything is as old as ever.
I finally got back to this room.
It’s dark outside.
I turned on the micro-violet light flashlight.
The light of the purple light is already dim and it is only a small flashlight, and the area where light can be lighted is even more limited.
The light was on the bed opposite, and only a blurry contours.
And I took my feet off the closet and stepped on something soft.
I was unconscious, and I applied my light, and I touched something at the foot.
The thing is getting out of the carcass and lighted by a weak flashlight.
Look at me with both eyes.
That’s a head.
Six.
Seeing that head, I stand firm.
Half of his head was smashed in, one face was destroyed and only half of his face was flushed at me.
And what I just stepped on was her hair.
Something swept the back neck.
So We turned back, and hid, and saw that it was only a curtain.
I just touched the bed curtains.
And yet I feel my heart beating hard and swallowing.
Don’t scare yourself…
In the horror room, the most afraid of themselves.
Only one threat has been discovered … and I have locked it in the opposite world.
I slowly took a look at the ground.
The head was not bleeding and there was a broken joint in its neck.
It’s just a fake.
The body of the fake fell on the ground and was fractured, distorted and fragmented.
I don’t know how that came out, but it’s like it’s been hit by a huge force. It’s completely broken.
This fake is Rin Shu in bed 2.
And We took a look at the bed, and the curtains, which had been firm, were drawn.
I think it’s because that thing couldn’t find me, so I pulled the curtains.
And I think it’s going to be so soft and so soft that when it walks far away, it’s going to lift up the curtains, near the bedside and stare at the people behind the curtains.
Of course it didn’t find me.
So soon after, it opened the closet, crawled from the dark track to another room, approached me…
At this point, I’m afraid after a while.
If that’s when I hide behind the curtains.
If that’s when I didn’t climb into the tunnel.
My hands are shaking.
The dark surroundings devoured the light and gushed towards me.
To calm down.
I think.
Countdown figures are still beating.
One by one, never stops.
I’ll take the flashlight, I’ll use the light, and I’ll be careful to bypass the limbs scattered on the ground.
I walked through the middle, went to the door, turned on the light.
It’s a crack. The light’s on.
The light in the room is bright and dispels the horrors of darkness.
I breathed deeply, leaned back on the dorm door and picked up a bag with Zhou Xin.
There’s got to be something in there.
I fell on the floor, the paper fell, something sounded like a metal collision, and I pulled out the paper on it and looked for it.
All of a sudden, I heard a noise coming out of front.
“Squeak. I’m sorry.
The sound of the door opening.
I was sweating and I didn’t hear that thing coming close.
Where should I hide now?
Then I reacted.
It’s not Zhou Xin’s closet that opened.
Zhou Xin’s closet door was closed quietly and without sound.
It’s right-hand Plum Dan’s closet that opened itself.
A thing fell from the open place.
Boom!
A falling mass of things was a condensed man whose head fell on the ground and then she moved backwards.
It’s Plum Dan.
The lights made her face clear.
The false eyes were open, the same smile on their faces as in the photographs, and fell on the floor.
She smiled.
She told Curly how the man was killed and put in the closet.
Now, like the dead in her story, she’s stuck in the closet.
I looked at Lin Shu scattered on the ground and suddenly thought that Guly jumped from the 11th floor.
What if the fake fell off the 11th floor?
– The joint broke and the body was scattered.
I slowly realized that they all ended up with answers, so…
What about Zhou Xin?
What about me?
I looked at Zhou Qing’s things, pulled out the paper, and turned on the metal thing,
There’s something else.
The first one to turn was a four-leaf herb bracelet.
The gold chain, the white four-leaved grass with the sidewalk, is beautiful.
Is this Zhou Xin’s thing?
Whose stuff is it?
I can’t help but think of the angry voice of Li Xiao Dan in the recording.
There is no sign of Zhou Xin, perhaps. I have no proof of what Zhou Xing did.
But I’ve given birth to a chill.
And then I took out the second thing, it was a square that was a few centimeters tall, with a sound horn, and it looked like a small amplifier.
Together. And its remote.
So I stopped and listened to the noise inside, and heard nothing, and decided to open it.
In the second that the switch was pressed, there was a huge door knock.
I’m the one who turned it off.
Zhou Xin…
Why does she have a recording here?
I touched the tape pen that was always on my body, and put out the previous tape, which was so similar.
Too much.
It’s like I can only think of one possibility, that they are the same voice.
There’s something else in the box.
It was wrapped in a bubble and I took it out.
The sound of familiar, unique, tiny sound rings in my hand.
And I shuddered, and I fell.
It’s…
A tumbled cherry thong.
It’s a little out of tune, and it’s a little bit thin when it shakes.
It’s exactly like that thing.
I heard too many times.
I just heard it and I thought it came.
There’s a key button attached to the bell and a key on it.
It’s the first time I’ve seen it. It’s obviously the key to the door.
It has blood on it.
But nothing else matters.
I put it in the lock of the door.
It’s not open.
The key and the bell have changed.
It won’t open the lock.
I slammed the door.
Why?
Why can’t it open?
The bell is shaking softly.
It’s shaking my heart.
I returned silently and picked up something that was scattered on the ground.
And in all those crazy thoughts, I pulled a line — Zhou Xin.
I’m thinking about the sort of things on Zhou Xing’s desk.
Who would print out the death of a roommate?
Who would have kept all their roommates’ things in a box?
Who’s gonna record the next “no-existent” knock?
I thought of a word unprovoked to the things that were locked in the box.
War booty.
7
I went through those things and I didn’t find any other valuable clues, so I sat down at the wall and listened to the recording.
I heard the four people in the dormitory arguing about all kinds of things that seemed to be misunderstandings, and Zhou Xin watched quietly.
When I learned of her position, it became clear that the usual part of things that she might have been involved in, or even planned.
Think about her conversation with Gu Li, the patient, the gentle, the little bit of her, and it’s turned into an abyss that devours things.
I think I saw her smiling at her.
Zhou Xin’s work is like making a net that locks Gu Li in and dies.
So many things I heard on the tape were part of the net…
I jumped to hear the last recording.
I heard the voice of Zhou Xin speaking.
But it’s vague.
With a bell ringing,
The recording’s all over.
I don’t care about that.
I’m just disappointed.
No clue. No clue.
I’ve had a rough look, but what I need more is a key, a key that opens the door.
I just want to get out of here.
I could have called for help if I had closed the inside, but now I’m in a mess.
I went back to where I started and had to look for clues.
And at this point I thought that I had thought that the fakes had broken up and had not gone to Linshaw and Plumsy Dan’s bed.
I didn’t look through their clothes.
Now at least go to bed.
And when I climbed up on the steps of Lim Shu, the bed squeaked, and I lifted up the curtains, and the bed was rolled to the side, like a normal bed. I crawled up, flipped over the bed, but found nothing.
But I was at the wall, and I heard the sound of Sensei.
There’s something in the wall behind the curtains…
And We pulled the drapes out of the cracks behind the bed, and fell down with what was powdered behind the drapes.
Behind the curtains, a wall hole was revealed.
Was there before?
I took a flashlight inside.
This is also a tunnel.
I retreated and checked the bed of Li Ziddan and other places, determined that only the wall on the bed of Lim Shu had this hole, and then took an exploratory foot inside.
The tunnel was a little larger, some tilted down, and I leaned in and lit a little light in front with a flashlight.
The tunnel was full of wall powder, and I walked down, and some slipped.
With one hand around the wall, walking but touching something slimy and humid.
On the wall next to it, there is a thick, dark blood flow.
The more we move, the more we fill the passageway.
At the same time, I heard some noise coming from the space ahead.
It sounds like the kind of snapping sound.
I’m stuck.
There’s something in here.
I swallowed it.
I didn’t have a choice. I had to go inside and find clues.
There’s only 30 minutes left.
And if something on the other side can break into the door, then I’ll never live again.
I slowly stepped on the blood on the ground.
It’s just that the more we move forward, the more blood in the air, the more it’s so heavy that I can’t breathe.
Here it seems more weird than before.
Shouldn’t the other side of the tunnel be the mirror of the dorm… …why is it like this?
I heard the sound of the shears getting clearer.
That side is a big closed space with a layered echo.
# … # … #
# … # … #
Slow, beat,
It’s like a slow, stylish, paper-clipping sound.
I turned off the flashlight.
In the darkness, it took a moment to adapt to the environment and to see something in the darkness.
I moved forward a little closer to the wall, where I could see a very short shadow four or five metres away.
It sits, and the body moves.
It’s from it.
# … # … #
# … # … #
# … # … #
I’m not far from it.
And it’s still keeping it moving.
I thought about it again.
An exploratory flashlight was opened, and the dark light fell on the ground.
I was nervously staring at it.
Something across the way, ignore me.
I also saw its movements with this dark light.
It’s really cutting paper.
It’s down, it’s up, it’s down, it’s down.
And it’s got a piece of paper on its feet.
The white and coloured, shredded piece of paper fell in the blood of the ground, and it sat in the middle chair, again taking one piece after another from the next box and cutting them apart.
It’s a postcard-sized card. Look at it. It’s a face — it’s a picture.
Numerous photographs were cut to pieces under its command, and it continues.
And I saw his face, and his face was focused, and he was full of joy.
That’s Lin Shu.
8
Lin Shu’s movement is a little stiff.
She cut the scissors in her hand, cut them into pieces and let them float to the ground and mix them into blood.
I was ready to flee.
Yet she seemed to have only one move, to repeat it, without looking at me.
This linshaw is a lot more real than the fakes out there, and I don’t see anything from her appearance that’s not human.
In my opinion, she’s completely alive.
But she cut the paper in a stiff, no living person should have reacted.
Not even a ghost.
I lifted the flashlight, I looked to the side, and I kept my eyes on Lin Shu.
I’m afraid she’ll suddenly get up.
I walk side by side carefully, with slimy blood at my feet, and every step I step on has the faint feeling of falling in.
This room, unlike the dormitory, is an empty room.
There was blood on the floor of the entire room, and the walls were covered with blood-colored handprints, which slowly decreased and became sporadic.
My nose is full of blood.
As I looked at her, I looked at the room, and turned my eyes around and felt like she was moving.
I had to look next to her.
And she’s still got a line.
And gills and gills,
I’ve finished four corners of the room, nothing.
This room… almost nothing.
The brightest, and only obvious, is the center of Lin Shu.
And she’s still cutting pictures.
I could only see those pieces of paper on her feet, someone like that, but I couldn’t see what she was cutting.
What the hell is she cutting?
I went around her behind her and came a few steps closer.
She didn’t move.
Or she’s just holding on.
I went a few steps closer to her and went a metre behind her.
I had lighted her hand on the ground behind her and could already see her feet clearly.
I watched Linshaw’s move, crouched down and picked up some pieces of paper.
They’re dirty.
But I can see something.
It’s like a pair of eyes…
Some familiar eyes.
It’s Gu Li’s.
It’s Gouri.
I can barely see that Gouri’s face was cut in four or five pieces and scattered to the ground.
Lin Shu has such bad intentions for her?
I’m watching Lin Shu’s move.
It’s a strange piece of photo on your hand.
I can’t put it together. I can’t see what it is.
Then I saw a piece of debris with a hand.
The five fingers are slightly open…
What are these pictures of?
I went over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.
Zip–
I listened to Lin Shu cut the sound of the photos, slowly moved and walked the past again.
She’s not moving at all.
I kept staring at her for a long time and leaned behind her to pick up the pieces.
These fragments, as far as I can see, are many, but they are many, and I’m starting to see that they should be one person.
There’s a complete person in the picture.
Who would that be?
I suddenly saw a piece bigger than that.
It’s that guy up there.
I moved my position and reached for it.
It suddenly became clear that the sound of the “thing” above the head had disappeared.
I looked up and looked at Lin Shu.
She had scissors in her right hand, and there was nothing on her left hand.
Her photo.
I think it’s done.
Her eyes fell on me.
My hand has touched that picture.
I grabbed the photo and pushed Linshaw’s chair.
It’s like it’s stuck on the ground.
I took a few steps back, and I ended up standing by the wall, with my heart pounding and staring at Lin Shu sitting there.
She was just sitting there, twisting, holding scissors in her right hand and staring at me.
But she didn’t come over.
Her people were like they were stuck to a chair, and she had scissors on her hands.
She just stares at me with creepy eyes.
I breathed and stood by the wall.
She may be standing up at any time.
Nobody knows.
I looked down at the picture in my hand.
The position of the head had been cut off, and the person in the photograph had been pushed off the balcony, dressed as Gouri.
I looked carefully at the hand that pushed her.
This is Zhou Xin?
Or Linshaw?
When I realized what the photographs were, the fragments that had been picked up had naturally been put together.
Someone pushed Curly off the balcony.
I also noticed that the key appeared on the photo.
The key to the door.
I saw it slip out of the balcony.
Is that Gu Li’s key?
No, no…
There’s no bell on it…
So, is that another key?
There was a strong desire in my heart to look closely at that position.
That’s the balcony of the dorm.
The key is right there…
Not far away, Lin Shu is staring at me.
I’m leaving.
I followed the wall, and I came to the hole, and I looked back.
She’s been staring at me.
I leaned against that creepy look and walked into a wall hole.
Walking out, I always felt there was a sight in the darkness behind me.
9
I followed the tunnel to the dorm.
At the end of the tunnel, I was about to lift the curtains of the bed, and I heard the sound of cherry bells coming out.
Bells, bells.
I got a stiff hand, stopped right there, held my breath and didn’t move.
Bells, bells, bells.
It wanders in dormitories and sometimes goes to the bedside of Lim Shu.
It opened the door…
It’s coming too fast.
And We turned back a few steps, and the thoughts were mixed.
How do I get out?
Just a little, just a little.
I’ve been thinking for a while, and my plan is in shape.
I put the player at the entrance to the tunnel and took the remote to the room where Lin Shu was sitting.
I saw her sitting there.
She picked up a pile of photo fragments from the ground and started cutting again.
And radiant,
I squeezed the remote and swallowed it.
I’m gonna draw that thing over…
Zip–
Zip–
I listened to Lin Shu cut paper and pressed the remote switch in my hand.
Boom, boom, boom.
In the tunnel, the sound of the door knocks.
Boom, boom, boom.
The door knock echoes in the tunnel and in the room.
I listened to that sound in silence, close to the wall on the left side of the tunnel.
Soon I heard the bell ringing.
She still walked in silence, along the tunnel, slowly approaching.
I was standing less than two metres from the tunnel.
In the dark, hold your breath.
The bell rings from a very close place.
I can’t see.
But I felt…
Feel it coming out of the tunnel.
And radiant,
My heart is beating, but I am afraid to make a sound and to contain my own tremors.
It jumped to Lin Shu.
We heard a huge “blowing” and then a loud, sharp cry.
They entangled together.
I took a few steps into the tunnel.
I heard another scream.
Come on…
Through the tunnel, then to the balcony…
I lifted the bed curtains and left a line of blood-colored footprints along the way, which appeared to be particularly eccentric on the tile floor.
The countdown has reached five minutes.
But this balcony is sealed…
There’s no outside.
I can’t hear anything from Lin Shu anymore.
Wait, wait, wait.
I went into the dark door in Zhou Yan’s closet and climbed across the street.
The opposite door was smashed and the wind passed through the dormitory.
I didn’t know I was sweating, and the wind blew me up.
When I looked at the door, I went straight to the balcony and looked at the outside wall with a rail.
There’s nothing on the outside wall.
Nothing.
I grabbed the rail and climbed out.
On the outside of the balcony of the 11th floor, I feel like I’m shuddering, and I can’t help but hold on to the rails and the whole people up there.
There was a circle, with a prominent little platform, but nothing, a wall around it, and no key.
I looked over and over, but I didn’t find it.
In the balance, see the countdown of the timer.
3 More…
I’m sweating and crawling back on the balcony. Where’s the key?
I try to sink my heart, the key is on the balcony, it should be on the balcony.
I’ve looked around the balcony, and it’s exactly the same as in the picture, and I can even return to the scene of Guo Li standing on the table.
She’s in this position, very close to the side.
Maybe it’s rubbing something…
But someone pushed her.
She fell.
The guy who pushed her dropped the key.
Either fall by the balcony, or fall.
I looked downstairs and I saw the cordon pulled up and a very large amount of blood.
I’m a little surprised. Why is there so much blood downstairs?
Do you think it’s a little late for her to crash?
It’s not like it’s a normal space, it’s got a sense of distortion, it’s locked to death inside the dormitory building, and there’s still something in there.
It’s incomplete, and there’s more to it.
I’ve never been able to say that.
But seeing this too big blood, I can’t help but think of Lin Shu, who sits in the room and cuts the pictures, and there’s no way that Lin Shu’s room is real.
What about here?
I suddenly had a guess.
Here, maybe not really.
It’s a projection.
If Lin Shu pushes Gu Li, Zhou Xing may not know the key exists…
The only place that could have a key is in the initial room of this secret room.
It represents the real world’s dormitories.
I climbed back to the side of the dormitory and looked on the balcony to make sure that there was no inside and that the window could not be pushed, which seemed to be locked, but I did not see the lock hole.
So I lifted up the chair in the room and smashed the balcony glass.
Wow.
The glass was scattered and there was an extremely narrow space outside.
The walls were covered in black cloths and a few small-and-stealed light bulbs designed to disguise the night city lights.
And on the floor of the corner of the wall, there was a secure key.
I flip out and touch the key.
A good door key.
I pick it up, I’m happy, I climb back inside.
Zhou Xin. I’m sorry.
And I heard a woman sound after the curtains of the bed.
Clear, rational.
Zhou Xin…
10
This is the first time I heard that thing talking.
It’s Gu Li.
The same sound as on the tape.
She stood behind the bed curtains of Lim Shu, calling Zhou Xin in peace.
I feel like an ant crawls all over the back.
And between Lin Shu and Zhou Xin, not far is the gate of the dormitory, yet I was afraid to go forward.
Where? In the closet?
But now, it’s clearly not as good as that.
Is that you?
I bit my back and hesitated between yes and no.
I’m Zhou Xin.
But I’m not Zhou Xin.
I don’t know whether to say yes or no.
If I say no, will she kill me or will she let me go?
I don’t know.
“It’s me.” I’ll say it as calmly as I can.
I saw a shadow projecting, and the bell sounded close behind me.
Guly opened the curtains and came down from the bed.
I didn’t hear the footsteps.
Zhou Xin…
I swallowed it and slowly turned around.
His eyes were covered in blood, with a huge wound to his head, a pale skin, and a dark, light eye.
She had an arm in her hand and a scissors in her hand.
She tore Lin Shu apart.
“I finally found you. Guly is close.
I had the instinct to back off and squeezed the key in my hand.
What’s her attitude to Zhou Xin?
Does she know that many of her experiences were caused by Zhou Xin?
If she knew, she’d tear me apart.
It’s like tearing up linshu…
Tell me, what is this?
Her left hand is the remote player.
She saw it?
Did she?
I feel so cold and sweaty.
I’m going to take this with me…
Guly just came step by step, looked blind and approached me step by step.
As soon as I turn back, the door is right behind me, but when I turn around, I will surely die.
What should we do?
What should we do?
Almost. Almost.
What did Zhou Xin think?
What does she have to say to let Gu Li leave her alone?
What do we do?
I can’t believe Zhou Xing didn’t kill Gouri.
Between Linshu and Zhou Xin, Guly obviously hates Linshu more.
In that picture, Lin Shu was pushed down the stairs and only what she knew would exist in that space.
So it’s probably not real.
It’s probably just something Lin Shu knows.
She’s cutting the scene in her memory, cutting it to pieces, covering the past.
It was Lin Shu who killed Gouri, so she hated her.
Zhou Xin didn’t kill Gu Li.
And I have a feeling that Zhou Xin doesn’t want to die.
In Zhou Xin’s world, time is set shortly after Gouri’s death.
Zhou Xin will keep everything well.
Why?
I thought about what the last sound of the tape pen said.
She’s so vague and intermittent…
If Lin Shu’s room is like “hate,”
So Zhou Xin’s mirror house is more like a “problem.”
Maybe… she was already trapped before she was trapped.
My back hit the door.
There’s nowhere to go.
Kicked something at the foot.
“The bell. I’m sorry.
It’s the cherry bell on the key.
I noticed that Guly’s eyes turned to my feet.
Guly has been carrying that cherry bell.
Zhou Xin kept that bell after she died.
I tried to calm down and lean down and pick up the bell.
Guly stopped and looked at the bell.
“and then.”
I suddenly threw the bell at her.
She reached out and put the bell into her hands.
And I put the key in the lockhole, opened the door, ran out…
Guly didn’t come after me.
She stood there in silence and she put the bell in her hand and looked at me.
For a moment I thought she was gonna cry.
I heard a “drop” and the door closed itself.
There was a bang and a heat wave.
There was a fire in the cracks of the chamber, and there was a burning noise, and the whole chamber was shaking, and the door was gradually deformed.
I realized that 90 minutes of game time was over.
The door to the Chamber of Secrets was burned in black, and the door to the Chamber of Secrets had been distorted and the fire was still burning.
I watched it for a long time before I felt like the rest of my life, and the whole person was rinsed in cold sweat.
I almost landed in this fire.
Gu Li is dead.
I survived.
I am not Zhou Xin, but I feel guilty at this moment.
I can’t be happy…
Even if I survived.
Through long, dark corridors, there are many closed doors on both sides.
My heart is heavy.
It’s like a trap for choosing people, and I’m looking at it online, and I found it here.
And that review, a lot of people read it.
How many people are here?
How much did you walk out like me?
Back in front of the shop, I saw the counter empty, the clerk was not there.
Behind the counter are the curtains. I went right around the counter and lifted the curtains.
The clerk is right here.
He’s sitting there knocking on his keyboard.
He’s so focused, he doesn’t even notice me.
I almost just wanted to hit him.
But my body is not strong, and the shop is full of mystery.
So I stood behind him.
On the computer, it shows a secret room forum.
I watched him knock “recommended in the chamber” word by word.
He suddenly looked for something and turned around and saw me.
I appeared behind him in such silence that he was not very frightened and he was only taking a step back and staring at me.
I’m familiar with that defensive gesture.
The moment of shock quickly calmed down.
“It’s you. He says:
He would have looked like a fool, but then he came up and grabbed me on the shoulder.
You! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! He let me go and waved and laughed, “You are Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! I’m sorry.
Is he crazy?
I looked at him cold.
“What is this secret room about? I’m sorry.
“What happened? How do I know what’s going on? He laughed and looked at me, “I want to know what’s going on. Three months! I’ve been here three months! I can finally go. I’m sorry.
He took his phone and went out.
I have no idea what he said or did.
Stop! ”I’m going after it, but I hit an invisible wall in front of the store.
What…
He just walked out of here, why there was a wall…
I stretched out my hand and touched a flat wall, blinded and blocked by the door of the chamber.
“What’s going on! “I shouted out.
And he turned around, “That’s what happened. All you have to do is find someone to get him through the secret room, and you can go. I’ve got the initials, and you can just send them in a copy. I’m sorry.
“I haven’t played in my life, Ha ha ha ha ha. I’m sorry.
He said he wouldn’t pay attention to me anymore and soon disappeared around the corner.
I stood at the door for a long time.
How did this happen?
My hands are shaking and I’m taking his place?
The reward for escaping the secret room?
The poster on “House House” looks like Zhou Xin, like Lin Shu, like a girl’s face in a drawing book.
Suddenly, there was a radio broadcast in the secret room.
A mechanical woman speaking:
“The name of this period’s secret room: the dormitories. I’m sorry.
“Escaping success. I’m sorry.
“The player has been replaced. I’m sorry.
“The secret room updates the countdown: 12 days. I’m sorry.
– I became a clerk in this death chamber.
The end–
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
