Chapter 1
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Torrential rain poured down, splashing in the night.
This was a rural self-built house. It was a little old, and the walls were stained with all kinds of dirt. A pile of rusty farm tools was thrown in the corner, emitting an indescribable smell.
The chandelier on the ceiling swayed, its light flickering. A circle of people sat on the shabby sofa below, facing an old-fashioned television.
Probably because there was no signal, the television screen flickered with black and white particles and emitted an ear-piercing sizzling sound.
On the sofa sat a burly man with a gold chain, a female high school student in a JK uniform, and a refined office worker … They clearly looked unrelated, but they were sitting together.
No one spoke.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside the window. The television screen turned black for a moment before it lit up again. It was still black and white, but there was an additional high-pitched and hysterical female voice on the screen.
[Welcome to the Infinite Nightmare Game.]
[You have entered the novice level.]
[Please attend Mr. A's funeral and find the murderer.]
After the voice fell, there was only neurotic laughter left. It made people shiver all over.
Finally, someone couldn't help but stand up. "What's going on? Can someone tell me? "
The person who spoke was an office worker in a suit. He looked down at the watch on his wrist from time to time, worried that his attendance award would be deducted if he was late. However, his watch seemed to be broken. Until now, the time had been fixed at seven in the morning, and it hadn't moved forward.
His doubts were like a switch, triggering the emotions of the others in the hall.
The female high school student lowered her head and sobbed. "I want to go home …"
The office worker strode forward and walked to the door. He wanted to open it, but the door was tightly shut and wouldn't budge.
The gold chain also stood up and looked around.
The windows were also tightly shut, and there were wooden bars nailed to them. The gold chain picked up an axe from a pile of farm tools and slashed down hard, wanting to break through the window.
Bang!
The axe smashed down, and the wood broke. Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the glass window.
The gold chain was delighted. "There's hope."
As he spoke, he raised the axe again, wanting to smash the glass window. However, before the axe landed, there was a "pa" sound as a bloody handprint slapped the window.
Gold Chain was startled, and the axe in his hand fell to the ground, making a dull sound.
Pa, pa, pa —
Countless bloody handprints slammed against the window, as if trying to break through the thin layer of glass and get inside. The window trembled as if it was about to shatter.
Gold Chain took a step back and gulped. "What's going on? Are there really ghosts? "
"What the hell? These are all lies! "The office worker was more irritable. He picked up the ax on the ground." Get out of my way. "
He pushed the golden chain away and raised his axe, ready to chop down.
However, before it landed, the glass cracked with a "kacha" sound.
The office worker's movements stopped as he watched a pale hand reach out from the darkness behind the window and grab his arm.
"What is this thing!" The office worker panicked and tried to break free.
However, this strange hand was as thin as a match, but it was very strong. It grabbed the office worker and pulled him out.
The office worker finally realized that what was happening in front of him wasn't something a human could do. Seeing that he was about to be pulled out of the room, he screamed, "Help!"
The gold chain was already scared out of his wits.
The female high school student curled up into a ball, not daring to move.
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