Let's play horror games

You hesitate and choose to go right.

Although I'm not sure, the house on the left sounds like a domestic violence scene, and knocking on the door is probably ignored.The image of the person behind the bushes in front is the old man who came out to walk the bird, and the one on the right is open. Even if no one can be found, there are still cats to pet...

You yelled twice, but no one answered.You pushed open the iron door, looked around, and walked slowly into the dilapidated corridor.

As soon as you walk in, you get a few big sneezes from the dust.This apartment has three floors. Huge cracks can be seen in the landing of the stairwell. The floor is full of cement blocks and peeling white paint. A scumbag project.

The mailbox is full of junk mail, it seems that the owners of this house have not been back for a long time.You looked it up and found that they were all ordinary, either debt bills or kidney treasures, without any special information.

Every time you get to a floor, try knocking and turning the lock.The locks are locked, but they are the simplest horn locks, which can be opened with a coin in your hand.You learned it when you were traveling with your friends in elementary school. You used it to raid friends in the shower, compare the size and the style of their underwear... It’s really dark history when you think about it.In short, if there is no place to find on the third floor, you are going to try to break through the empty door.

The third floor was a blue wooden door with peeling paint and no lock.From the specifications of this building, you estimate that this is the top floor rooftop.There was a slight meow, you hesitated for two seconds, opened the door and walked in.

Directly opposite the door, a young man in a black windbreaker sat on the wall with his eyes half closed, one leg resting easily on the other. Sitting like this, his legs looked longer.A fat three-flowered cat nestled obediently on his lap, begging to be stroked, and his hands lightly folded on the cat's fluffy back.

It's Brother Hei, that's right, you can see clearly that the black boots he is wearing are still the same style as last night.

You are hesitant about how to call him, after all, what happened last night was a bit too unreal.But before you opened your mouth, he had already opened his eyes, his face was expressionless, and there seemed to be nothing in his pitch-black pupils.

Seeing that it was you, he seemed to be stunned for a moment.He jumped off the wall, and the cat jumped away with some dissatisfaction, and turned its head and meowed.

"Why are you here?" His tone was still flat, but he spoke a little fast.

"My house... I live nearby. I just walked around and saw your back, so I came over."

He frowned deeply. When he was poisoned by heavy metal yesterday, he didn't react so much.You can't help but feel a little uneasy: "What's wrong?"

"You said, you live here?"

"right."

"You grew up here?"

"Forget it, I'm from City H."

"Contact your family."

You made a phone call on the spot, and got a share of the scolding and long-winded mother who got up with hypotension.

he:"……"

You are baffled by his silence: "What's wrong?"

Whose mother is not like this?

He spoke slowly, as if deliberating.

"Here, our "players" participating in the "game" call it the "rest area"."

"The 'player' will be teleported here between the levels. This is like a real world, and the 'player' can play with the tokens earned from the game. However, this world has boundaries and is designed according to the program."

"This is not the real world."