Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 490 I play myself

"Are you afraid? Didn't you just say that you like chewing fear? Do you want to experience the pleasure of eating fear?" The voice in the darkness urged Gao Ming to answer, as if the fourth question was what he really wanted to ask.

"I'm not scared, I'm just wondering why you're asking these questions?" Gao Ming's eyes wandered around the four compartments, trying to determine where the other person was hiding: "I don't know what I should call you?"

"You can call me the toilet doctor." The voice in the darkness was a little creepy. He seemed to be trapped by something and had to find the correct answer: "Don't think, let your instinct take over your body, tell me the most real answer, guess what's behind the door!"

A door is a barrier but also a protection. Opening the door will lead you to another place, while closing the door will cut off your retreat.

If you only see the toilet cubicle door, then what is behind the door is nothing but reality. Gao Ming looked at the paintings on the door panel and thought of the nightmare he had when he was unconscious. For him, one side of the door is reality and the other side is nightmare.

"I have forgotten a lot. I can't see clearly. There seems to be a city on the other side of the door, or it seems to be a tomb. I remember there were many people living there. Or were they ghosts?"

Gao Ming spoke fluently and clearly, but those simple words combined together formed a few sentences that were difficult to understand.

"are you still there?"

The toilet fell into deathly silence, and Gao Ming waited for a long time before getting a response.

"Have you been behind the door?" The voice was filled with shock and confusion, without any mockery at all: "Who let you in?"

"A female patient who likes to crawl on the ground." Gao Ming replied truthfully.

"It's not her! I'm asking who let you into this haunted house? Did you answer a blood-red number?" The voice became visibly excited.

Gao Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and he did not reply immediately, but the voice seemed to have known the answer: "Damn it, you finally remembered me, find the dream medicine as soon as possible, I have a very important discovery!"

"Why do you have to wait until you fall asleep? Can't you just tell me now?" Gao Ming had already locked onto the third cubicle in the toilet, and the voice seemed to have come from here.

"I'm trapped in a dream!" As the voice roared, Gao Ming pushed open the door of the toilet cubicle and the sound of a broken circuit was heard. The cubicle was filled with all kinds of debris, including a large amount of waste newspapers, worn-out flip-flops, and a broken radio.

Gao Ming had just picked up those things when the bathroom door was pushed open by Donggua. The young lady crawled on the ground with great effort, looking a little worried: "I heard a noise, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Gao Ming shook his head.

"Something unexpected happened here. The kind doctor who was delivering information to us in the toilet was brutally killed. I'm going to the dean's office now!" Because the doctor was in the bathroom on the first floor and had no time to enter the second floor, the central control asked Donggua to jump directly to Gao Ming.

"The doctor was killed?" Gao Ming didn't know that this was a plot made up by Donggua. He was a little confused: "Is there a doctor named Ce in your haunted house?" "I don't know him." Donggua was a newcomer and hadn't recognized all the "ghosts" in the haunted house: "The patient who entered the hospital with you was deceived by the nurse. They also want to enter the office. We must not let them get the black box!"

Combining all the clues, Gao Ming probably understood how difficult his single line was. The tourists played the role of orphans adopted by the dean many years ago. They grew up according to the dean's script. Each of them was desperate and unfortunate. After they grew up, they returned to this insane asylum and needed to sacrifice themselves to open the black box.

The asylum is divided into several different camps, including tourists who were captured by the monster doctor and tourists who chose to believe the nurse. Each side has its own reliance, except Gao Ming who follows an unreliable winter melon.

The monster will kill him, and the doctor will also kill him because he knows the truth. He can only rely on himself.

"Hurry! It's too late! Your companions are about to approach the dean's office, we must first think of a way to scare them away!" Donggua brought Gao Ming back to the first floor, which was much more lively than the second floor, with screams and footsteps everywhere.

The dean's office is at the deepest part of the first floor, where three corridors intersect. Origami and his friends had played there before, so they had already reached the vicinity of the dean's office early on.

"Your companion is making the last choice. There are two roads, the left one leads to the dean's office, and the right one leads to the monster's room. No matter whether you use deception, intimidation, threats, or other methods, you must not let them take the right road." Donggua repeated the words of the central control in the Bluetooth headset: "There is a doctor's costume in the cabinet. Only by forcing them to leave, you will have a chance to search for the dean's secret alone!"

Gao Ming immediately understood what Donggua meant. The monster in the hospital was scaring the tourists in the right aisle, so he needed to scare the tourists in the left aisle. He had to act scarier than the monster in order to force the tourists to the other side.

"It's an interesting design." Gao Ming looked at the wigs and various lifelike weapons made of foam in the cabinet. He was a little dazed for a moment. He seemed to be particularly familiar with various torture instruments. Those horrible torture instruments that made people break out in cold sweats just by looking at them actually made him feel familiar. The shaking chains seemed to be waving to him.

An image suddenly flashed through my mind. I was sitting on a chair, with all kinds of knives scattered on the ground. There were seven or eight kinds of knives just for boning.

"Punishment house?" Gao Ming uttered the two words woodenly and reached into the cabinet involuntarily. It was not until his fingertips touched the foam that he showed a trace of disappointment.

Picking up a white coat and putting it on, Gao Ming perfectly fits the image of a doctor in the minds of mental patients in terms of both appearance and temperament: "Compared to a patient, I seem to be more suitable to be a doctor. I have both the medicine to heal the soul and my will and spirit are terminally ill."

"Your line delivery skills are better than mine." Donggua muttered softly. She looked at Gao Ming's outfit, her eyes slightly shining. It seemed that Gao Ming was still very elegant.

Holding the torture device made of foam, Gao Ming closed his eyes and stroked it bit by bit. His fingers seemed to slide across his lover's waist. He was trying to grasp the lingering impression in his mind.

"I don't want the nightmare to return, but there are too many things in that dream that I care about, and even if I die again and again, it can't dilute them..."

"Okay, okay, they are coming." Donggua heard the instructions in the headset, the magic door in the corridor opened, the background music suddenly changed, ghost screams and red alarms exploded at the same time, the walls on both sides flowed like mud and water, and human heads and arms stretched out from the cracks in the walls.

Origami and An Yuan led the other tourists and ran frantically towards the two corridors. In their panic they could no longer see the direction clearly.

(End of this chapter)