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I sewed my nails and white rice into the stuffed bear’s body with red thread, and dragged it to the living room.

"The next step is to wait until three o'clock in the morning and soak it in a bathtub filled with water." I threw the stuffed bear on the coffee table and stared at the clock on the wall: "It is now two fifty-five in the morning. "

I stepped into the apartment bathroom. The faucet was half-open and the bathtub was filled with water.

"The bathroom scene is very detailed, even the water droplets on the tiles and the brand of shampoo. It seems that the owner of the dream has a deep memory of this place." I turned around and found nothing unusual. I held up my phone and looked at another One hand drags the stuffed bear.

"It seems that something is missing? Yes! Salt water." I placed the stuffed bear at the door of the bathroom, turned to the kitchen to prepare a cup of high-concentration salt water, and when everything was ready, the game officially started.

"A person's hide-and-seek. I really don't know what kind of harm this child has suffered before he plays this kind of game." In a dream, people can't help themselves. In order to escape from the dream, I can only do this.

As I muttered, as soon as I walked out of the kitchen, my heart skipped a beat and I stared blankly at the bathroom door.

The stuffed bear I had thrown casually at the door of the bathroom before had its back against the door, its body tilted at a weird angle, and it had not yet completely tipped over. Its head was hanging upside down on its chest, and its eyes made of black buttons were facing the direction of me, as if He was looking at me.

Its whole body was broken, with wounds made by knives. After I randomly patched it up with red thread, it looked even more terrifying.

"This guy can't really come back to life, can he? It's just a shallow dream, don't make it so exaggerated!" I shuddered, and quickly walked over and straightened the stuffed bear's head, and the three o'clock bell sounded. , grabbed it by the neck and took it into the bathroom.

I recalled the steps of the game in my mind, resisting the numbness in my scalp. I held the stuffed bear in both hands and said three times to it: "Gao Jian is a ghost."

Then he put it into a bathtub filled with water. The stuffed bear was filled with white rice, so it quickly began to sink.

But what surprised me was that the belly filled with white rice sank into the water, while the area without rice floated outside, forming a strange balance, as if the teddy bear was standing in the bathtub.

As the down was completely soaked, the stuffed bears gradually sank and soaked in the water.

"Did I pack too much rice?" Anyway, this first step is completed.

Next, I followed the game requirements and turned off all the lights in the house and only turned on the TV.

In the dark, airtight apartment, the cold light from the TV screen hit the wall. I looked at the ever-changing black and white pictures, and my Adam's apple rolled: "Closing your eyes and being silent for tens of seconds in this environment? Is the person who designed this game really... Quite perverted."

Sitting on the sofa, after making sure there was nothing else in the room, I took out the underworld show phone, pointed it at myself, and slowly closed my eyes.

It was pitch black, the silence was outrageous, the hearing was infinitely amplified, and an inexplicable emotion grew in my heart.

"one two three……"

I timed it according to my heartbeat. Just three seconds passed when the sound of water dripping suddenly came from the bathroom.

"In the bathroom?"

"I forgot to turn off the faucet when I left? Or did the water come out of the bathtub?"

"Time flies so slowly!"

Countless distracting thoughts flood into the brain. In this special environment, people are most likely to have random thoughts.

"Five, six..."

Halfway through the time, I suddenly heard the sound of water splashing from the bathroom again. This time I heard it clearly, and it was absolutely impossible to make a mistake.

"Then the stuffed bear really crawled out, right?"

"It's out of the bathroom now? Is it around me?"

Thinking of this, a chill ran down my spine, as if something was standing behind me. I bit my lip and forced myself not to open my eyes.

"Ten seconds will pass quickly. If you break the rules of the game rashly, you may be punished even more horribly."

"Seven, eight..."

The room suddenly fell silent again, and then there seemed to be a strange noise coming from the study, as if a mouse was running under the bed board.

"This time it's the study room?" I recalled the architectural layout of the entire apartment in my mind. The bathroom was closest to the study room and directly opposite the other bedroom.

"ninety……"

Ten seconds passed, but I didn't dare to open my eyes, for fear that I would see the face of a stuffed bear lying in front of me.

The corners of my eyes twitched, and I raised my eyelids, first opening them a little.

In the dark room, the TV screen played black and white pictures, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Slowly opening my eyes, I breathed a sigh of relief. In just ten seconds, cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

I got up, picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and entered the bathroom. The stuffed bear filled with white rice did not disappear, but it had completely sunk into the water.

"This game tests people's mental endurance, especially when you are alone."

I reached out and took the stuffed bear out of the bath and said to it, "I found you."

Then without hesitation, he stabbed the fruit knife into the stuffed bear's neck. The originally sewn hole was opened, and some of the white rice inside spilled out.

"Next is you."

After saying that, I didn't want to stay here for a moment and walked out of the bathroom with salt water.

"Follow the steps of the game, I just need to wait." This game is very important to the dream master, and he can't forget it for a long time, so I am very curious, what did the dream master see at the end of the game?

"The name of the game is called a person's hide-and-seek, and you are trying to catch yourself as a ghost? Or is it that the participants in this game are a person and something else?" I couldn't decipher the dream until I finished the game, so I had to wait patiently.

After leaving the bathroom, I glanced at the TV with a flashing black and white picture, but did not turn it off. I wanted to turn on the lights, but tragically I found that all the switches seemed to be broken and had no function.

"One ring within another, but fortunately I have discerning eyes, and the darkness does not affect me too much." I hurriedly checked all the rooms again, trying to figure out the sound I heard when I closed my eyes just now. What came from: "There are no water stains on the ground. Everything is the same as before. During the ten seconds when I closed my eyes, nothing changed in the house."

I walked around the house. The interior of the apartment was not big, and there were not many places to hide people. There were only behind the door of each room, under the bed, and the wardrobe in the bedroom.

"When I opened the closet for the first time, I could smell a faint musty smell, and the pattern on the quilt was also very clear. All this shows that the owner of the dream is very familiar with the closet. He must have been hiding in the closet at that time." I thought for a moment. The decision is also hidden in the cupboard.

When you come to the bedroom, this room is directly opposite the bathroom. Without closing the door, you can directly see the scene in the bathroom.

The internal space of the wall-mounted modular wardrobe is limited. It is more than enough to hide a child, but it would be too crowded for me as an adult to hide in it.

"Let's make do with it." After opening the cabinet door, I entered and discovered that the wardrobe can only be locked from the outside and cannot be locked from the inside. In other words, if I hide in here, the cabinet door will always be ajar. Yes, extremely insecure.

"That's it." I pushed the quilt aside, holding the underworld show phone in one hand and the glass of salt water in the other, staring at the bathroom through the gap in the closet.

"According to the game description, something should happen within two hours."

Hiding in the cupboard, it was not completely dark outside. The light on the TV screen flickered on and off, which was generally very strange.

After waiting for half an hour, my patience was gradually worn away. There was no air circulation in the cabinet and it was a little too crowded for me as an adult.

"I can't hear any noise, and there's nothing unusual in the bathroom. Do I want to go out and end the game? This is just a shallow dream, and it won't be too difficult. For a child, such a memory is actually profound enough. "Dreams are based on reality, especially shallow dreams. Normally, nothing too bizarre will appear.

"Just wait another half an hour. If it doesn't work, just follow the rules of the game and end the game."

I made a decision, turned to look at the live broadcast room, and suddenly found that the fans had started to frantically scroll the screen.

"Anchor! If you play this game for two hours, you will die!"

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