Strange game designer

“Once the dead man’s gaze appears, it seems it will never go away.”

"My friend turned into a corpse, but he seemed to still remember my words and kept staring at me."

"My father and mother would walk around the bedroom at night, and occasionally stand side by side next to my bed. The expressions on their faces felt strange to me. They looked like those of my dead friends."

The man held his head in his hands. He didn't dare to sleep. He could see those ghosts as long as he closed his eyes.

"I tried to save myself. I went to that friend's house and opened her bedroom door, and I discovered that she had liked me from a long time ago and had been paying attention to me since I was a child."

"Her room is filled with photos of me in various poses and looks. I have always regarded her as my best friend, but she seems to regard me as her only toy."

"On her computer, I saw some videos she had taken. It turned out that I had been filmed by her a long time ago. She suggested publicity, just to find a reason for her perverted behavior."

The red eyes were full of pain and remorse, as well as a hint of guilt.

"Your friend likes to peek, and you enjoy the pleasure of being spied on. You two are actually a good match." Xuan Wen looked at the man without any sympathy in her eyes.

"I just consider her my best friend."

"You should have more than one 'good friend' like this, right?" Xuan Wen seemed to see through the man's heart: "Can you tell me how your friend died?"

Sitting on the hospital bed, the man looked more and more painful. He shook his head, unwilling to continue to remember.

"You didn't say you didn't know, and you didn't say you couldn't. Is her death related to you? Did you kill her? Did you do this more than once?" Xuan Wen picked up the handcuffs that were broken free from the corner of the hospital bed: "They were You're in the intensive care unit and you're still handcuffed, you're carrying a lot of lives, aren't you?"

Everyone related to this severe patient seems to be dead, but he is still alive. This is the biggest doubt.

"I don't remember! I just don't remember! Some things happened in nightmares and have nothing to do with reality!" The man became emotional: "I have never killed anyone in reality, and I have never done anything excessive. I am the victim, they are the ones who pestered me!"

"Don't worry, then tell me, what have you done in your nightmares?" Xuan Wen did not draw conclusions easily. The patient's condition was extremely complicated. The previous child patients could not distinguish between games and reality, but he seemed to Nightmare and reality were confused, and his condition was much more serious than that of the child.

"In the nightmare..." The man hesitated for a long time, licking his dry and cracked lips: "My best friend turned into a spider. Her head grew on a huge spider body, and she chased me with her long legs. , and kept spraying out silk threads full of mucus to tie me up and tie me to a big net!"

"My best friend is a spider in the nightmare?" Xuan Wen said thoughtfully: "You continue."

"How could a friend turn into a spider in reality? So this must be in a nightmare! I was cornered by her in the dream, and finally found an ax to make her incapacitated. But she was in the nightmare The vitality inside her was very strong, and she was resurrected again and again. I had no choice but to bury her in the end." The man looked horrified: "This is something that happened in a nightmare. It has nothing to do with reality. I just killed a huge... Just a spider with her head.”

"Is it possible that your nightmare and reality are reversed? You said that the spider's threads are full of mucus. Could those threads that bind you be her love and desire to control you?" Xuan Wen walked towards the door without waiting for the man to refute. Thin lines between AND gates: “It’s like these thin lines represent your nerves and emotions.”

Taking out the scalpel, Xuan Wen directly cut off one of the threads. A bell rang, and blood flowed from the broken end of the thin thread. The man suddenly began to twitch as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"Nightmares and reality come together in a strange way. Your condition is indeed rare." Xuan Wen casually tied the broken thread, but the memory was already knotted, and the pain and scars could not be eliminated: "In the nightmare, how did your father and mother die?"

"They..." The man slowly remembered something: "Mom's body has no bones. In the dream, she only has a skin, which can change into various shapes. When I dream of the sea, she is the boat; when I fall from a height, she is It's a balloon; my father's body is hidden in a house of bones, all skeletons. Every time I have a nightmare, I have to look for the house that my father's body has turned into. As long as I find the home that my father has turned into, the nightmare will be over. It will be over and I can return to reality.”

"Mom has been saving you in your dream, and dad is the key to ending the nightmare." Xuan Wen felt that her initial guess was wrong. The man's parents might not have been killed by him.

Su Mo, who was holding her women's shoes, was already getting dizzy just listening to these. The world of a madman was simply incomprehensible to normal people.

"I remember your mother called you Chen Meng in the nightmare just now." Xuan Wen took out her mobile phone and flipped through some messages. There were many people in Hanhai who called you Chen Meng, but there was only one actor named Chen Meng who fit the man's description.

"found it……"

A murder case was solved in the old city half a year ago. The murderer was the parents of actor Chen Meng. Chen Meng was implicated because he did not report the knowledge and deliberately concealed it, which ruined his life.

After checking the news from different channels, Xuan Wen came up with a guess: "You haven't been able to distinguish between nightmares and reality since half a year ago. You are the real murderer, and your father and mother are the ones who were implicated. They helped you take the blame." It’s sin, that’s why your father and mother appear like that in the dream.”

"Impossible! My mother and father are missing! They were taken away by nightmares! I'm looking for them too!" The man couldn't believe everything he said, because he himself didn't know whether what he saw was a dream or reality. In other words, his lies may have deceived himself.

"More than these, what I'm more curious about is what happened to you half a year ago? Why can't you distinguish between reality and dreams?" Xuan Wen asked a key point.

"Half a year ago...I had been suffering from insomnia due to too much stress, so I came to the hospital to see a psychiatrist...yes, Lishan Hospital." The man opened his mouth, and the fine bloodshot eyes in his pupils were trembling: "I took the wrong road that day. I accidentally entered the back building, and in the ward on the fourth floor of the back building, a doctor saw me and prescribed some medicine."

"The back building has been abandoned for many years. How can there be a doctor?"

"There really is a doctor. I remember it very clearly. Situ An, the vice president of the Charity Federation, was also seeing a doctor that day. When he left, he said that all the medicines would be free for me." The man recalled: "Yes, that's right. In the psychological counseling room on the fourth floor of the back building, a psychological counselor who came to get medicine from Henshan Prison was also present."