Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 473 Familiar Feeling

Aunt Wang and Xu Yajing, who were originally hiding at the back, were pushed to the front. Everyone was extremely scared, but they did not dare to move because the oppressive feeling 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, as if after so many years, someone was finally willing 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 hint at something, and his one eye moved up and down.

The testers hiding in other rooms did not dare to speak, and everyone seemed to hold their breath.

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

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

All psychological distortions and traumas are caused by the combined effects of external environment and stimulus. Once we figure out the causes, we can prescribe the right remedy.

"one two Three……"

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

It was impossible to predict what would happen next, nor was there any idea of ​​what would approach in the darkness. The testers at the back instinctively crowded forward, while the testers at the front began to shrink back, as everyone wanted to stand in the center.

"Don't push, don't push!" Aunt Wang's voice was a little abrupt in the darkness. She was old and not as strong as those young people. She was originally standing near the middle, but now she was closer to the front than Gao Ming and went straight into the bedroom. She was only a few steps away from the one-eyed young man.

"Blockhead!"

The flashlight beam swept backwards as the people 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 little dazzling, and the wrinkles on Aunt Wang's face were squeezed together. She subconsciously raised her hands to protect her eyes.

"Moved? The wooden man moved?" The one-eyed fool clearly saw Aunt Wang raise her hand and her hunched back slowly straightened up. He took the flashlight and shone it towards Aunt Wang's face step by step.

Aunt Wang's teeth were chattering as she looked at the face that was getting closer and closer through the gaps between her fingers. She wanted to avoid the other person's sight, but the moment she turned her head, she saw the wooden box that was opened by the one-eyed idiot.

The bloody smell in the house came from the box, inside which were rusty saw blades, hammers and various tools needed for carpentry placed in a mess, and each tool was stained with blood.

Her heart was in her throat and Aunt Wang could hardly believe her eyes. The corners of the wooden box were stuck with tiny strands of hair and polished fingers.

Her pupils shrank to the extreme, and Aunt Wang's mind was completely filled with nausea and fear. The emotional impact at that moment made her scream and step back.

"It's moving! It's moving! The wooden man is moving!" The one-eyed idiot screamed with red eyes, then grabbed the hammer in the wooden box and, without anyone expecting it, smashed it on Aunt Wang's head!

The skull was shattered, blood splattered, and a bloody flower exploded in the darkness!
This unexpected turn of events was beyond the imagination of every tester present. They just came to participate in the test, and no one expected that the liaison personnel of Yongsheng Pharmaceuticals would kill people!
Warm blood fell on several people, everything was so real, death was so close! Everyone's expressions changed from initial shock to fear in just a few seconds, and shrill screams rang out. The testers who were trying to squeeze in immediately started running back, and panic spread.

"It's moving! All the wooden men are moving!" Holding a hammer and an axe, the one-eyed idiot swung them wildly forward. Xu Deyi, who was approaching, wanted to resist, but the wooden stick in his hand was split in an instant. The gangster turned around decisively and ran 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 idiot chased after them with a weapon. In just a few seconds, the guest room was empty, and hurried footsteps and screams began to echo in the corridor.

The guest room returned to darkness. At this time, apart from Aunt Wang who was barely breathing, the only person left in the room was Gao Ming who had just stood motionless in the darkness.

No matter how terrible the situation was, Gao Ming did not violate the rules. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. If he lost the bet, he would be the second one to be hit.

"Follow the rules. Strange, why do I feel that I must follow 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 psychologist, so good at first aid for trauma?"

Gao Ming was surprised by his own skillful movements. He looked at the blood on his hands and felt no fear or terror, nor excitement or happiness. It was as if he had already gotten used to it.

In fact, when the one-eyed idiot was going crazy with the hammer in his hand, 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 still.

The cold wind blew into the house through the open window, it was cool and comfortable. Gao Ming looked at the dark night outside the window and slowly spread out his palms: "This place gives me the same feeling as in my nightmares. It makes me feel free and even my breathing becomes smoother. Where did that bus take me?"

Gao Ming's expression was puzzled but also a little obsessed. Seeing Gao Ming's slightly morbid reaction, Aunt Wang's heart finally died. Blood flowed out of Gao Ming's bandaged wound and soaked the ground. She couldn't even shout for help.

Walking to the table, Gao Ming picked up the photo frame, which contained an old, wrinkled photo.

In a small restaurant called Zhengzong Hanjiang Meat Noodles, a middle-aged cook in a sweatshirt was sitting in the middle of the table with a cigarette in his mouth. Next to him were two children eating noodles. 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 underneath her clothes. She tried her best to look happy.

After putting away the group photo, Gao Ming opened the books again, which contained many annotations.

From the perspective of an adult like Gao Ming, those annotations are very childish and should have been left by a child.

"Each word was written carefully, stroke by stroke, and the handwriting was beautiful and lovely, like a girl's." 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 Hanjiang Welfare Home and the recipient was named Jiang Miaomiao.

"Jiang Miaomiao is the sister that the idiot is waiting for? Was she adopted by someone?" While Gao Ming was thinking, he looked out the window again. His heart sank suddenly. 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.

"Our retreat is cut off? Did Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals deliberately send us here to die? No, we should still be in the testing phase. This place gives me a feeling very similar to that nightmare."

(End of this chapter)