Strange game designer

As an actor who works in a haunted house, Donggua actually felt scared at home. She no longer hesitated and crawled out of the classroom with Gao Ming.

The moment he left the classroom door, the voice of the central control sounded in Donggua's Bluetooth headset. The Bluetooth headset seemed to have lost its function just now, and Donggua did not hear the instructions of the central control at all.

"I have to crawl farther away." Dong Gua clung to Gao Ming tightly. She found that Gao Ming turned around every step of the way, as if he was still reluctant to leave the classroom: "Is it easy for me to make some money?"

After climbing out of the hidden corridor, Donggua felt a little more relaxed, and the pressure on her body suddenly eased: "It's time for you to go to the bathroom. Don't do anything unnecessary this time. Our situation is very dangerous now. Do you understand?"

"Um."

"Every time I agree, it's weird." The battle royale of other tourists has already started on the first floor. Going down now will affect others. After Donggua asked the central control in a low voice, she decided to take Gao Ming to the vacant bathroom on the second floor for the second test. .

Donggua was not too familiar with the second floor. For safety reasons, she walked with Gao Ming for a long time before she found a bathroom specially prepared for medical staff in a corner of the second floor.

After taking down the no-entry sign, Donggua pointed to the toilet without any lights: "Questions will appear on the mirror. Just follow your heart and tell your answer."

"Then what if my answer is not innocent enough?" Gao Ming still wanted to take the next step.

"Don't be nagging." Donggua pushed Gao Ming into the bathroom. She knew the plot. In fact, it didn't matter what Gao Ming said. Just feel free to be scared. This is the normal process of a haunted house.

After closing the bathroom door, Donggua stood up from the ground, pressed the earphone and whispered: "The person has gone in. In the bathroom on the second floor... what? The actor is preparing in the bathroom on the first floor? Then let him come over here quickly!"

There seemed to be insects crawling on the sealed window frames, and the toilet floor was wet and filled with a musty smell.

The rusty faucet cannot be tightened tightly, and water drops drip along the rust stains. The color is turbid and bloodshot.

There are no gender distinctions in the bathroom on the second floor. There are four separate stalls inside. Each toilet seat is separated by a wooden board covered with mold. There are all kinds of strange things painted on the board, including open eyes, demons with teeth and claws, Surgery experience and vicious curses.

It would feel eerie just standing there, let alone walking in front of the mirror to complete the task.

"It's very realistic, like it's really haunted."

This bathroom with a no-entry sign gave Gao Ming a different feeling from other rooms in the haunted house. His heartbeat began to accelerate from the moment he entered here, as if he was being watched by something.

Unlike human eyes, the eyes staring at him were filled with a bone-chilling chill, as if they were dragging him back into that nightmare step by step.

"The haunted house owner has something."

When he came to the first sink, Gao Ming wiped off the water mist on the mirror and waited silently for the problem to emerge, but he stood in the dark for a full minute, and no prompt appeared in the mirror.

"Crack!"

A slight sound reached my ears, as if the door shaft of a certain compartment was turning.

Gao Ming turned around, and when he focused on the cubicle, he suddenly felt someone tapping his shoulder.

"Who?" Gao Ming didn't hear breathing or footsteps. He was sure that there was no one else in the bathroom except him. Gazing into the mirror again, Gao Ming found himself smiling at himself in the mirror. His expression was cold and terrifying, like a twisted murderer, completely different from Gao Ming's usual appearance.

"How did you do this?" Without panic, Gao Ming stared at the face. He reached out and touched the mirror: "Yes, there seems to be a different me in the nightmare. There is one me who is like this. He keeps killing. , crazy, sick, destroying everything, he is me too.”

Before Gao Ming in the mirror spoke, Gao Ming had already convinced himself, and he quickly accepted everything.

Seeing that Gao Ming didn't show any fearful expression, he looked a little disappointed in the mirror, so he pretended to be mysterious and said: "I don't really exist, I'm just a reflection of your heart, I..."

"You are real, and you are me too. There are countless mes in this world, and each one of them is the real me." Gao Ming seriously retorted to the voice in the mirror.

"Haha." He laughed dryly in the mirror: "I want to ask you three questions. If you answer them all, I will give you a gift."

"Ask."

"What is fear in your eyes? Are you willing to be immersed in fear for others?"

"Yes." Gao Ming nodded without hesitation: "In my opinion, fear is a kind of nourishment. After biting it into pieces and swallowing it, the feeling is indescribable and more refreshing than joy and happiness."

Gao Ming, who was smiling in the mirror, was stunned. It seemed that the intelligent AI was retrieving the answer: "Second question, are you willing to sacrifice yourself to save all the patients outside? In fact, all of you patients are the dean. Adopted orphans, the lives of you thirty children were planned in advance by the dean. The joy, love, and despair you experienced were all scripts. The dean controlled your destiny in order to cultivate the most desperate children. He grew up to become the new owner of the black box."

Gao Ming's eyes in the mirror were bleeding, various scars appeared on his body, and his voice was no longer smooth: "There is only one owner of the black box. Now tell me, are you willing to bear all the despair yourself and save other children?" ?”

"Thirty-one students whose fates are controlled?" Gao Ming muttered to himself. This was obviously just a plot of the haunted house, but he really invested in it.

"It's not right to bear despair alone. There may be better ways, but I don't reject saving innocent people." Gao Ming nodded again.

"Very good, the third question." Gao Ming's face in the mirror began to deform, becoming more and more unfamiliar: "The black box is full of despair of the entire city. In order to select the owner of the black box, the dean used a large number of innocent people as sacrifices to let them bear the despair that they should not bear. Sacrifice some people, including you, to save the entire city. Do you agree?"

"I can only decide my own fate, and I have no right to drag others to die together." Gao Ming did not answer the third question. He stared at his mouth in the mirror. The sound and the frequency of his lips did not match. He grabbed the frame with both hands and suddenly removed the mirror from the wall with a force.

If the central control of the haunted house saw this scene, it would definitely send someone to stop it. The strange thing is that no staff came to take care of him.

Staring at the line that had been disconnected due to aging, the expression on Gao Ming's face finally changed. The sound was indeed not coming from the mirror.

"The staff member who likes to crawl around said that the questions will appear on the mirror. There is no voice Q\u0026A at all! So who is talking all the time?" Gao Ming waved at the location of the surveillance. There was no response. He put down the mirror and locked his eyes on the four compartments behind him.

"Since you don't want to answer directly, I will change the question for you." The voice echoed in the darkness: "There is a door in front of you. Guess what's behind the door?"

The questions just now didn't seem to be arranged by the haunted house. It was more like a madman teasing. Gao Ming narrowed his eyes. He encountered an unexpected situation.

"It's not the staff of the haunted house. Did the task target I was looking for in the interview appear?"