Strange game designer

Opening his eyes, Gao Ming looked at the only table in the ward for no reason, as if there was another person standing at the table.

His mind was a little drowsy, and Gao Ming felt as if he had slept.

"are you awake?"

Standing up slowly, he found that his body and consciousness were out of coordination for a moment. It's like a person knows that he is dreaming and wants to touch something subjectively, but his body cannot respond.

"I did hear a voice."

All the abnormalities around him disappeared, and the world in Gao Ming's eyes completely returned to normal.

The books are no longer human skin, the ghosts in the computer have disappeared, even the statue of gods is not visible in the innermost room, and there are only drugs for treating mental illness on the medicine shelf.

"I never fell asleep? Why would he ask that question?"

Standing in the psychological counseling room, Gao Ming was on high alert. The entire building had been in an abnormal state before. How come all the abnormalities disappeared in the blink of an eye?

"Am I in a hallucination? Or am I falling asleep?"

Walking towards the door of the ward, Gao Ming pulled off the cloth from the glass window and slowly narrowed his eyes.

The outside of the corridor has returned to normal, an emergency missing person notice is playing on the radio, the lights shine on the yellowed porcelain, and all the doors of the wards on both sides of the corridor are closed.

"I seem to have seen the past..."

The figure of Gao Ming was reflected on the glass of the door window. He was wearing the work uniform of Henshan Prison, with a serious expression and a receipt in his hand.

"Documents?"

Gao Ming lowered his head and looked at his hand. He was wearing a black coat and holding a chain taken from the torture chamber. The blood-colored chain was twisted from Dr. Lu's soul.

"The me reflected in the glass seems to be me at a certain time in the past. He seems to be in trouble."

Gao Ming stood there without moving, but the figure on the window glass turned and left. He seemed to have opened the door and was about to leave.

Seeing the changing figures on the glass, Gao Ming immediately followed and came to the corridor.

The radio broadcasts missing person notices, but strangely, they only say that they are looking for a person, but do not mention the physical characteristics or name of the missing person.

Arriving at the corridor on the fourth floor, Gao Ming glanced at the ward doors. In order to determine the condition of the patients in the ward, the doctor would open a small glass window on the ward door.

This window is used by doctors to observe patients.

Gao Ming found his figure on the window glass. He was running on the floor with the receipt. He chased the light and shadow of the past and began to move on the floor.

The soothing music became brisk, and the flying souls passed through the lights. Gao Ming didn't know where the figure in the glass would take him. He had never encountered such a weird thing.

He raised his arms and pushed open the security door with himself in the light and shadow. Gao Ming saw his figure appearing on the glass of the floor window, and he was running towards the stairs.

The sound of missing persons notices is getting louder, with a special rhythm, like reciting poetry or singing.

The radio seemed to be looking for someone, someone it could never find.

There were mottled marks on the steps, and Gao Ming seemed to be stepping on dark clouds as he ran to the seventh floor step by step.

"Inpatient department?"

The light above his head flashed, and Gao Ming pushed open the safety door again.

When the security door was opened for the first time, the sound on the radio was accompanied by brisk music. But this time when the door was opened again, the sound became deep and hoarse.

Walking on the seventh floor, the bright floor tiles reflected Gao Ming's reflection. He slowed down with the receipt in hand, as if he was looking for something.

"7001?"

The tall shadow reflected on the floor tiles entered the first ward, where a skinny patient was half sitting on the huge white hospital bed.

Ever since Gao Ming came in, his eyes had been fixed on Gao Ming. It seemed that he had not seen a living person for a long time and had not had contact with people outside for a long time.

"I... came here to find someone."

Normally, wherever the person goes, the shadow follows. Gao Ming was just the other way around. He followed the shadow reflected on the floor tiles and walked wherever the shadow moved.

"Who are you looking for?" A soft female voice came from the male patient's mouth, as warm as a mother.

"A person just like me." Gao Ming did not sense any malice from the other person, and forced a wry smile on his face: "I'm looking for my past self, what about you? Why are you locked up here?"

The male patient opened a corner of the quilt and was receiving an infusion. A solitary bottle of medicine hung on the wall behind him: “I resist medication, but the doctor said this is the last bottle of medicine and I will be able to go out soon. "

"Then I hope you can be discharged from the hospital soon." Gao Ming followed the figure on the ground and found that he was rummaging through the boxes and cabinets looking for something.

Why should I look for something on the seventh floor of the inpatient department when it's almost dark? Do these patients have what I need in their rooms?

Gao Ming was a little confused. He raised his head and found the patient staring at him: "Brother, can I ask, what time is it now?"

"At 7:15 in the evening, it gets dark early because of the rain."

"I mean, what day is it today?"

"February 18th." The male patient seemed to want to touch his hand for infusion, but he didn't touch the skin at all. He just touched the air above his arm, as if his arm had swollen several times.

"More than half a year ago?" The patient's admission time was posted on the bedside. The patient was admitted to the hospital on this day.

Gao Ming can now confirm that he entered the back building of Lishan Hospital before falling into a death spiral.

"Is the reason why I fell into the reincarnation of death in the tunnel related to coming to Lishan Hospital?"

Counting the time, he found out that as soon as an abnormal incident broke out in Xinhu, he entered Lishan Hospital in Hanhai, and then was fired from Henshan Prison due to mental problems, and then got on the hearse on the Ghost Festival.

The missing link in the chain of destiny seems to be hidden here.

"I wish you a speedy discharge from the hospital." Gao Ming noticed the figure on the ground leaving the ward, and he quickly chased after him: "Why did I go to the inpatient department of Lishan Hospital to look for something more than half a year ago?"

Pushing open the door of ward 7002, a scream came from the room. A young female patient huddled in the corner. She had long, silky black hair and looked like she had just reached adulthood.

The girl seemed to have experienced something terrible not long ago. She would become nervous whenever she saw a stranger, scratching at the wounds on her body, and her fingernails would be bloodshot.

"Doctor, I will cooperate with the treatment. I will not run away again, absolutely not!"

Gao Ming is a professional psychological counselor. He knew that he could no longer stimulate the girl. The past Gao Ming and the current Gao Ming made the same choice and directly quit the 7002 ward.

"That figure is exactly what I thought. He should be me in the past, but why do I see the past? Is this in a dream?"

Listening to the increasingly clear call for someone on the radio, Gao Ming turned to look at Ward 7003.