Girls’ Dormitory Escape

"My face! My face!"

Guo Guo screamed and rolled on the bed. When Tang Xinjue broke her shoulders, her hair was already rubbed like a bird's nest, and tears were on her face. Clean and nothing.

"What's wrong with your face?" Tang Xinjue asked.

"Ugh...something just hit my face...hic, like a skeleton and like a centipede, and my face is sore, it seems to be burning..."

Guo Guo gradually calmed down and realized that what she said was a bit out of place. She touched her face again, and the fleeting pain was gone.

Tang Xinjue understood, soothed: "This is an illusion, don't believe it."

Look at Guo Guo's [Body Information] interface, the health value has dropped to the bottom of the yellow layer, and a layer of almost dark red is plated.

[Sanity collapse (mild): Your san value has dropped significantly, the surrounding environment is no longer safe for you, and the attack may be irregularly distorted]

[Note: During this process, your health value will continue to drop]

Looking at the phone interface, Guo Guo took a few deep breaths before regaining her language ability: "Last night since the ghost appeared, I felt cold all over and couldn't move, and the phone kept popping up reminders. I know the health value. It's been dropping, but I didn't expect it to drop so much."

Only when the health line drops to the bottom of the yellow, the terrifying hallucination has already entangled her. If it falls to the red line, it will even return to zero... Guo Guo shivered and said:

"Heart, you said that if my health value goes to zero, will I die?"

"Don't think about what won't happen, you need to rest now." Tang Xinjue pressed her back.

The more pessimistic and nervous, the more shaky the mental defense line is. To some extent, Guo Guo's current state is much more dangerous than Zheng Wanqing's.

Guo Guo shook her head vigorously, struggling to get out of bed, "We have to find what the mission requires. Today is the deadline. If we don't make it, we will all die here!"

Perhaps it is the potential of a bigger person who can explode in a desperate situation. Guo Guo's action speed is even faster than yesterday. She didn't want to die the next day!

Tang Xinjue didn't say anything. After confirming Zheng Wanqing's safety, she also searched.

The second time I searched for the same location, I was much more familiar with it than the first day. Coupled with Tang Xinjue's special sensitivity to ghosts and monsters, I turned the entire bedroom in less than fifteen minutes. , but found nothing new.

The two found nothing.

"How is that possible?"

Guo Guo's face was pale, and she rushed to her seat in disbelief to search again.

Tang Xinjue flipped through Xiaohong's cell phone and notebook for a while, went to get two bags of fully packaged bread, and called her roommate, "Eat something first and rest."

"I'm not hungry, I'll eat when I'm done."

Guo Guo's voice was muffled, with a thick moisture.

Tang Xinjue's voice was firm: "Eat first and then look for it."

In this test, the time of a day was compressed into one and a half hours. Yesterday, they only ate a piece of bread for the whole day, and the body could not bear this hunger and consumption at all.

Guo Guo was silent, suddenly, she trembled all over, as if she saw something extremely terrifying, she shrank to the ground after screaming, "There is a ghost in here!"

She pointed to the vertical cabinet under the table: "It's right here, it's looking at me inside, and it has to catch me in..."

Tang Xinjue opened the cabinet door, and the inside was empty. This was still Guo Guo's hallucination.

Guo Guo gasped for a while, gave up searching, turned around silently and took the bread. After taking a few bites, the arc of her shoulders became bigger and bigger, and she finally couldn't help crying: "Why is it always me... Why am I so unlucky!"

Even everyone entered the game the same, and suffered the same attack from ghosts, but when she was attacked, the damage was the most, and the san value dropped the most? Is it because she is timid?

Listening to the sobbing of her roommate, Tang Xinjue was speechless.

This question, from the day she was in a car accident, to the years when she was plagued with nightmares, I have asked myself many times.

Why is she the only one to experience endless nightmares? Why did she get this inexplicable disease? Why can't she live like a normal person?

Why, it was me?

I don't know where my thoughts drifted to, and when they were combined with the rare clues in the past two days, Tang Xinjue unconsciously frowned and muttered to himself: "Why are you always..."

A certain point in her mind was suddenly poked, her eyes sharpened, she raised her eyes suddenly, and stared at her roommate: "Yes, why is it always you?"

Guo Guo: "…hic?"

She watched Tang Xinjue stand up with a bewildered expression, and repeatedly flipped through the phone and Xiaohong's belongings. As time passed, the girl's expression became more and more solemn, as if she had discovered something.

A few minutes later, Tang Xinjue exhaled heavily, "I think, I seem to understand."

In the shelf, Zhang You held his breath, not daring to make a single sound.

Half a foot away, across a simple wooden rack full of food, a fat and bloated body walked slowly, and every step fell heavy footsteps.

Boom, boom, boom.

And if you look closely, you will find that the man is obviously walking forward, but his face is long behind, his eyes are closed, and it is grotesque and strange.

It wasn't until the figure completely disappeared from sight that Zhang You dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

She knew that the boss of the supermarket didn't have the opposite face, but had two faces at the same time—every fifteen minutes passed, the man would open the eyes of the other face. That's how she nearly got caught last time.

Fortunately, the supermarket owner can't leave the supermarket. She can hide in the vast white fog outside, and then hide back when she encounters other monsters, but she can't go to the phone booth anymore.

Although she completed Xiaohong's mission last night and saw "Xiaobai" who looked like an ordinary young man, when she left, the other party's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person... Zhang You dared not think about it.

She's health is declining continuously, and her body is as hungry and weak as if she hadn't eaten for two days. It's uncertain whether she can survive the next visit of the supermarket boss.

Hungry, terribly hungry.

Zhang You has never experienced such a feeling of being so hungry that he almost faints since he was born. At this moment, there were all kinds of supermarket snacks in front of her, and her saliva kept secreting, but she didn't dare to reach for it.

There are no human beings in this area, and the supermarket owner is not a human being. How dare she eat the things sold in such a supermarket?

But I'm really hungry...I want to go back to the bedroom...

Every second passed, the hunger became stronger, Zhang You leaned weakly against the wall, and his consciousness began to lose.

According to the time in this test, it is now seven o'clock in the afternoon, and in one hour, the night will come again.

I wonder if Tang Xinjue and the others are in danger and can they complete the mission?

As his mind became more and more blurred, Zhang You finally reached out his hand unconsciously and touched a package of potato chips on the shelf.

"Finally found you, little classmate, little guest..."

The cold breath ran along the arm to the back, Zhang You woke up in horror, and heard the thick and dark voice of the supermarket owner from outside the shelf.

"Heart, what do you understand?"

In the bedroom, Guo Guo couldn't help but ask, her eyes were full of doubts.

Tang Xinjue looked at her, "I probably understand what Xiaohong wants."

Guo Guo was overjoyed, but immediately saw that there was no smile in Tang Xinjue's eyes, the corners of his mouth froze, and a bad premonition came up: "Yes, what is it?"

Tang Xinjue sighed silently, pulled out the chair and let her sit down: "From the very beginning, I was thinking that this game gives too little hints, so little that it doesn't match its difficulty at all. "

Ghosts that will attack on the first night, only one chance for trial and error, almost completely unknown quest items... On them, who were completely ordinary female college students two days ago, almost Doomsday.

This is obviously not the difficulty that a novice field should be.

Guo Guo snorted: "So, so what?"

"So, there must be some hints hidden in the test, not on the bright side, and we missed it."

"Do you remember the sequence of waking us up when Xiaohong appeared in the bedroom on the first night?"

"I didn't notice this at first, but now I recall that the ghost is limited by rules, and its behavior itself contains some rules. And the order at that time may be what we are in Some sort of order."

Tang Xinjue took out the paper used to draw the relationship diagram on the first day, and wrote the names of the four people in sequence behind "Little Red - Bedroom".

"First it was me, then you, then Zhang You, Wanqing."

"If you follow this order, then on the second day, it should be my desk who was chosen to be [Little Red Desk], but it became you, why is this? ?"

"Because I suffered the most damage and was the weakest at the time." Guo Guo lowered her head. She is a serious fan of metaphysics and supernatural stories. She knows that the weaker a person is, the more so-called "yin qi" is, the more opportunities will be given to ghosts.

"So from the first day, our ranking has changed." Tang Xinjue moved Guo Guo's name to the top.

"The only condition for clearance is to find the right character item, but we just found nothing. Either it's not in the bedroom at all, or it needs certain conditions to be found."

Guo Guo seemed to understand something, but she couldn't grasp the specific clues. The decrease in san value made her consciousness become a little chaotic, and she followed Tang Xinjue's ideas with difficulty.

Tang Xinjue continued to speak. "And again, another prompt given by the test clearly reads: Xiaohong loves to be neat, please don't mess up her desk."

"Love neatness and dislike desks being cluttered, is this character characteristic familiar?"

This sentence is like an electric current, which makes Guo Guo's vague thinking stunned, and widened his eyes in a moment of sobriety: "...It's very familiar."

"Because in our dormitory, there are exactly two people with this characteristic." Tang Xinjue pointed to himself and then to the other party.

"Me and you."

"The test has hinted at it from the start."

Tang Xinjue word by word: "Xiaohong is indeed a member of our dormitory, here is her desk, her belongings (mobile phone), and her memory and personality characteristics (diary). Ben), all that's missing now is one last thing: an identity."

Who is Xiaohong?

Like a rattle of wood, Guo Guo finally woke up completely, took a breath of cold air, and her voice trembled.

"Xiaohong...is that me?"