Strange game designer

Aunt Wang and Xu Yajing, who were originally hiding in the back, were pushed to the front. Everyone was scared, but they didn't dare to move. The sense of oppression brought by the one-eyed young man was too strong.

The beam of the flashlight shone on several people one by one. The young man was very happy. It seemed that after so many years, someone finally wanted to play with him.

"Don't move, don't move, no matter what they do to you, don't move." Every word of the one-eyed young man seemed to indicate something, and his one eye moved up and down.

The testers who hid in other rooms did not dare to speak, and everyone seemed to be holding their breath.

Turning around slowly, the young man turned off the flashlight again.

After the room fell into darkness, Gao Ming calmed down. He was ready to approach the table to see what the young man had experienced.

All psychological distortions and traumas are caused by the combined action of external environment and stimulation sources. If you understand the reasons, you can prescribe the right medicine.

"one two three……"

In the dark room and the windy corridor, no one knew what was wandering outside. They just heard someone shouting that it was haunted.

Unable to predict what will happen next, or what will be approaching in the darkness, the testers behind instinctively crowded forward, and the testers in front began to shrink back, everyone wanted to stand in the center.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" Aunt Wang's voice was a little abrupt in the darkness. She was older and not as strong as those young people. She used to stand close to the middle, but now she was further forward than Gao Ming and entered directly. The bedroom was just a few steps away from the one-eyed young man.

"Wooden man!"

The flashlight beam swept back, because those behind wanted to stay away from the corridor, and they pushed Aunt Wang, Gao Ming and Xu Deyi into the bedroom where the young man was.

The light was a bit dazzling, and the wrinkles on Aunt Wang's face were squeezed together. She subconsciously raised her hands to protect her eyes.

"Did it move? Did the wooden man move?" The one-eyed idiot clearly saw Aunt Wang raising her hand, her rickety back slowly straightened up, and he took a flashlight and shone it on Aunt Wang's face step by step.

Teeth chattering, Aunt Wang looked at the face getting closer and closer through the gaps between her fingers. She wanted to avoid the other person's sight. The moment she turned her head, she saw the wooden box opened by the one-eyed fool.

The smell of blood in the house came from the box. Inside, there were rusty saw blades, hammers and various things needed for carpentry, and every tool was stained with blood.

Her heart was in her throat, and Aunt Wang could hardly believe her eyes. There were tiny pieces of hair stuck to the corners of the wooden box, and there were also polished fingers.

The pupils shrank to the extreme, and Aunt Wang's mind was completely occupied by nausea and fear. The emotional impact of that moment made her scream and retreat.

"It's moving! It's moving! The wooden man is moving!" The one-eyed fool shouted with red eyes, then grabbed the hammer in the wooden box, and when no one expected it, he hit Aunt Wang's head with one hammer. Head!

The head was broken, blood splattered, and a bloody flower exploded in the dark night!

This incident was beyond the imagination of every tester present. They were just here to participate in the test. No one thought that the docking personnel of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical would kill people!

Warm blood fell on several people, everything was so real, death was close at hand!

The expressions on everyone's faces changed from initial shock to fear in just a few seconds. A piercing cry sounded. The test subjects who had been squeezing in immediately began to run backwards, and panic spread.

"It's moving! The wooden men are all moving!" The one-eyed fool was swinging wildly forward with a hammer and axe. Xu De, who was approaching, wanted to resist, but the wooden stick in his hand was split open in an instant. The little gangster was decisive Turn around and run faster than anyone else.

Aunt Wang on the ground was still wailing, but no one cared about her. Everyone rushed out of the guest room, and the one-eyed fool followed closely behind with a murder weapon. In just a few seconds, the guest room was empty, and the sound of rapid footsteps and screams began. echoed down the corridor.

The guest room returned to darkness. At this time, apart from the furious Aunt Wang, the only person left in the room was Gao Ming, who was standing motionless in the darkness.

No matter how terrible things happened, Gao Ming did not violate the rules. His forehead was covered with cold sweat at this time. If he lost the bet, he would be the second one to be hammered.

"Follow the rules. It's strange. Why do I think I must abide by the rules?" Gao Ming glanced at Aunt Wang on the ground. He tore off his clothes and bandaged Aunt Wang briefly: "Why am I, a psychiatrist, so good at it?" Trauma first aid?”

Gao Ming was shocked by his skillful movements. Looking at the blood on his hands, he didn't feel scared or scared, nor was he excited or happy. He seemed to have become accustomed to it.

In fact, when the one-eyed idiot went crazy with a hammer, Gao Ming had already discovered the problem. His mood did not fluctuate much, and he was the only one in the audience who dared to stand motionless.

The cold wind blew into the house from the open window. It was cool and comfortable. Gao Ming looked at the dark night outside the window and slowly spread his hands: "This place gives me a feeling very similar to that in a nightmare. It makes me feel free and even breathing." Everything has become smoother. Where did that bus take me?”

Gao Ming's expression was confused and a little obsessed. Seeing Gao Ming's slightly morbid reaction, Aunt Wang's heart finally died. The blood flowed out from the wound bandaged by Gao Ming and soaked the ground. She kept asking for help. Can't even shout.

Walking to the table, Gao Ming picked up the photo frame. Inside was an old photo full of wrinkles.

In a small restaurant called Authentic Hanjiang Meat Noodles, a middle-aged cook in a sweatshirt was sitting in the middle of the table with a cigarette in his mouth. Two children were eating noodles next to him. The boy had only one eye, was dirty, and had a silly smile on his face; the girl was wearing clean clothes, but there were scars under her clothes. She tried her best to look happy.

Putting away the group photos, Gao Ming opened the books again, which had many annotations.

From Gao Ming's perspective as an adult, those annotations were very childish and should have been left by a child.

"Every word was written carefully, delicate and lovely, like a girl's handwriting." Gao Ming found a few letters at the end of the book, but found that most of them were empty when he opened them: "The letters were stolen?"

These letters were sent from the Hanjiang Welfare House, and the recipient was called Jiang Miaomiao.

"Jiang Miaomiao is the sister that the fool is waiting for? Has she been adopted?" Gao Ming thought and looked out the window. His heart sank. He found that the bus that was originally parked outside the building was gone. It seemed that the bus drove away after dropping them off.

"The retreat was cut off? Did Yongsheng Pharmaceutical deliberately let us come in to die? No, we should still be in the test now. This place gives me a feeling similar to that nightmare."