Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 503 True story or false story?
The food smelled delicious, but except for the fool and Xu Deyi, no one else had much appetite.

Bai Huang even pushed the chicken soup in front of her to the fool. She seemed to be very resistant to eating in a nightmare and would rather starve herself.

The three pieces of bad news made everyone depressed, and the atmosphere during dinner was also very depressing.

The cold wind blew against the windows. It was pitch black outside the manor and only the area near the stove in the kitchen was bright.

"This crappy place doesn't even have electricity. After the kerosene lamp burns out, do we have to make our own torches?" After Xu De finished his meal, he finally felt a little warmer. He looked at Gao Ming's untouched bowl of chicken soup and licked his lips.

"You know firewood is precious, but you still waste so much when cooking?" Raorao looked at the stove, feeling very sad.

"Why didn't you make any noises while you were eating? Why are you making all sorts of noises after you're done?" Xu De picked up Gao Ming's bowl of chicken soup and said, "Brother, do you need me to heat it up for you?"

"Drink if you want. I'm not very hungry." Gao Ming stood up and took the key to his room. He lived in Room 2009, which was located at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

"Good brother, I will sleep on the floor in your room tonight and keep watch for you." Xu Deyi said righteously that he was afraid to sleep alone.

"I've been in a mid-level nightmare before, and I was able to escape within ten hours. The longer you delay, the more uncertainties there are." Zhi Ge didn't want to eat, but Xu Deyi's cooking was really delicious, so he couldn't control himself: "I suggest you don't sleep tonight, and hurry up to find the truth."

Qian Jin nodded and suggested in a low voice: "The owner of room 3003 should be asleep. We can go to his room and take a look. That guy must have some information related to the owner of the dream!"

"The owner of the house has a shotgun. He had the opportunity to kill us but he didn't, so I suggest we talk to him directly." Gao Ming put the key to room 2009 in his pocket. "Nightmares may seem absurd and weird, but if we analyze them in depth, we will find that they actually have their own logic and rules."

"Don't talk like you know everything about nightmares, newbie." Zhi Ge grabbed the axe leaning against the dining table and looked at Bai Huang: "Sister Huang, you have the most experience, so you can make the decision."

The temperature in the kitchen was dropping, and the flame under the stove was like a terminally ill old man making his last struggle.

"You six can act according to your own ideas, whether you attack the owner of the house or hide. I won't get involved." Bai Huang looked at everyone present carefully. No one knew what she was thinking.

Picking up her key, Bai Huang turned around and left.

"Is this the temper of the strongest lone wolf?" Raorao waited for Bai Huang to leave and pouted: "Her room is 2001, and the window of that room is broken. How dare she live alone?"

"Maybe she thinks we will only hold her back." Qian Jin smiled bitterly. The way Bai Huang looked at them was the same way they looked at Xu Deyi.

"Then let's all act according to our own ideas." Zhi Ge carried the axe on his shoulder and glanced at the idiot's backpack. Maybe he felt that there was no need to quarrel on the first day, so he did not try to rob it.

The three-person team searched the kitchen and went straight to the second floor. They entered Room 2004 where Zhi Ge was. It was located in the middle of the corridor, away from the stairs, and not far from Bai Huang's Room 2001, so they could support each other.

"Gao Ming, let's go together tonight." Xu Deyi was well aware of Gao Ming's methods. This fool was not an ordinary person. He was the only one who was a complete idiot in the team.

The cold wind blew, and the fire in the stove went out without warning, leaving only a few sparks. "I live on the first floor, but the door is not locked, and the bolt can be opened from the inside. I'm worried that something will enter the manor in the middle of the night." Xu Deyi was not stupid. After the outsiders left, he came to Gao Ming to analyze: "The fool lives in 2002, why don't we go to his room and be neighbors with Bai Huang?"

"Bai Huang is unlikely to be in the room at night. If there is danger outside the manor, is the interior of the manor necessarily safe?" Gao Ming raised his head: "The corridor leading to the fourth floor is blocked by iron guardrails. I checked every iron column and found that they were all welded shut."

"You mean... the most dangerous things are hidden on the fourth floor?" Xu Deyi reacted quickly.

"My eyesight is pretty good and I can see through the darkness. When I checked the corridor this afternoon, I found that the fourth floor was the same as the third floor, with no doors installed in all the rooms. Combined with the information Tang Qing revealed about the owner of the dream, I kind of suspect that the owner of the dream was locked up on the fourth floor." Gao Ming stated his own inference.

"Who is the man playing the violin in 3003?"

"There are too few clues. Let's first determine where we will stay tonight." As soon as Gao Ming finished speaking, his arm was grabbed by the idiot. The hair on the back of the idiot's hand, who had been silent all the time, stood up.

A ray of light was getting closer in the dark hall on the first floor. As the kitchen door was pushed open, the man from Room 3003 appeared at the door holding an oil lamp.

Completely different from the leisurely appearance he had shown during the day, he was wrapped in thick clothes, carrying a shotgun on his back and a knife hidden at his waist.

"It's getting dark, why don't you go back to your rooms?" The man's voice was a little hoarse than during the day, and he looked very nervous.

Placing the oil lamp on the dining table, the man picked up Bai Huang's untouched bowl of chicken soup and drank it in big gulps: "I can smell the fragrance from a long distance away. I didn't expect you to specially leave a bowl for me."

"Isn't this to thank you for providing us with a place to live? If you want to eat, I can make something else for you." Xu Deyi was still thinking about building a relationship with the man.

"I won't eat your food for nothing." The man spit out a chicken bone, wiped his greasy hands, and regained his melancholy and serious expression: "I'll give you a piece of advice, no matter who knocks at the door at night, don't open it, even if the sound is from one of your own people."

"Even our own people can't do it? Why?" Gao Ming couldn't help but ask: "Did something happen in our manor?"

Holding the shotgun, the man licked the grease off his lips and hesitated for a long time before speaking: "You will meet sooner or later anyway, so I won't hide it from you. Last winter, a group of amateur climbers stayed here. Later, they all died in an avalanche, and their bodies have not been found yet."

The heavy snow scratched the window glass and the flame in the oil lamp flickered.

"It was probably a few nights ago." The man's voice gradually became lower and his face became a little gloomy: "I heard a knock on the door. I thought it was some animal, but when I opened the window and looked over there, I found several people in mountaineering clothes standing at the gate."

"The mountaineering clothes were very conspicuous in the snow. I saw them immediately, and they seemed to have seen me too."

The man exhaled, his expression becoming more serious: "I hid in the house, and they disappeared when daybreak. I thought they would leave, but I saw them again the next night."

"This time they appeared at the outer wall of the manor, and they seemed to be preparing to climb in."

(End of this chapter)