Campfire Shelter

Colin felt as if a big bloody character appeared above his head.

"Dangerous"!

"Fuck, what's going on, which one is right?"

Colin cursed secretly in his heart, with chills running down his spine. He subconsciously turned his head away, and his whispering voice was the same as the voice downstairs, and it was also the voice of "sister".

Obviously, the one who just knocked on the door should be the one who made the noise.

But Colin couldn't determine which one was true. He had a hunch that if he didn't choose well, it would definitely be a fatal problem.

"My intuition tells me that the one downstairs is real, and the one on the second floor is fake! After all, the narrator's initial request was to have dinner with the one downstairs. In short, no matter what, we can't look back now."

Colin's scalp tightened and he stopped thinking about turning around.

At this moment, although he hasn't turned around yet, he can vaguely "perceive" a picture in his mind, a petite figure huddled in the corner of the corridor, seeming to be staring at him tremblingly, the pitch black without the whites of his eyes. The sight is like substance.

I don’t know what it is, but I seem to be expecting myself to look at it. Once I look at it

Colin suspected that this would directly trigger some kind of fatal attack, and he would just turn around and "walk away".

But

Is the person downstairs calling him for dinner really serious?

Colin was not sure, and his body paused at the door for a few seconds, motionless.

And what troubled him the most was that he just responded to the other party, wondering if there would be any trouble.

But at this moment, some information suddenly appeared in front of me.

[You heard your sister’s scared voice. You can imagine how scared your sister is. As a sister-controller, you can’t just sit back and ignore this. You immediately want to turn around, comfort your cute and innocent sister, and tell her that you are here. Don’t be afraid of anything.]

When he saw this message, Colin's eyelids jumped. Don't make decisions for me!

However, before he could think more about it, this line of text seemed to have a strange magic power, which aroused in him a strong desire to protect him. He wanted to turn around and protect his "sister", and not allow her to be wronged in the slightest.

Let everything go according to the "script".

"roll"

Colin fought against this inexplicable influence. His whole body tensed up and froze in place, trembling as if he was fighting against something.

If he hadn't been sure what the consequences would be if he turned his head, now he was sure that nothing good would happen.

It was at this time, when Colin was in a dilemma, that he felt a cold and stinging pain on the middle finger of his right hand, as if he had been bitten by a cat.

This made him quickly come back to his senses and get rid of the influence of the demonic words.

"Go downstairs."

Colin translated the message from the snow girl and immediately walked towards the stairs.

And at the moment he made his decision, the entire second floor instantly became dark, and a low whisper came from behind -

"Brother, don't go down, don't leave me!"

"Brother, don't you want me anymore?"

"Are you crazy?! Brother, are you crazy?! It's dangerous down there!"

"Stop! Stop! I don't want you to die!"

"Brother, don't believe that monster downstairs, follow me, stay with me, we will be together forever, I can satisfy all your requirements, any requirements."

"Brother, I am the only one who cares about you. Become one with me."

The monster behind him made pleading sounds over and over again, trying to stop Colin's footsteps.

However, seeing that even so, Colin still didn't stop, the voice gradually became crazy.

"do not go!"

"Don't leave!"

"Stop it, or I'll kill you!"

"Sister" screamed one after another. The corridor became more and more intense. The air was filled with the smell of corruption. Mildew stains spread rapidly on the walls. The world in front of us was aging rapidly. The wooden boards under our feet made an unbearable creaking sound. .

This originally warm space seems to be showing its true appearance.

In fact, Colin heard footsteps running towards him from behind more than once, and he could even feel something dirty tugging at the hem of his clothes, trying to force him to stop.

If it weren't for the reminder from "Snow Girl", he couldn't help but turn around and shout "Mighty Tianlong" several times.

However, if you do this, you will probably get into even greater trouble.

"What is certain now is that although the various horror things in 'Love Paradise' are of high levels, they must all follow the rules, just like NPCs."

"I don't know what this thing behind me is, but the rule should be that if I don't look back or respond, nothing will happen."

Colin ignored the changes in front of him and turned a deaf ear to the strange movements around him, and walked towards the stairs step by step.

At this moment, the corridor on the second floor seemed to be stretched. Colin moved very slowly, but after walking for a while, he finally came to the stairs.

It was at this time that all the abnormalities suddenly disappeared.

The sweet and intrusive calls of "brother" in my ears finally stopped.

[You didn’t notice anything weird. You suspected that you just woke up from a nap and had auditory hallucinations. My sister was clearly downstairs, so how could she be upstairs? You shook your head, not taking this kind of thing to heart]

[——Unfortunately, such a bland development makes the story lose some necessary contradictions and tension. 】

"What the hell"

Colin was a little angry when he saw the "narration" on his retina. If the snow girl hadn't raised her hand, he almost turned around.

Even if you don't look back, you won't be able to break free so easily, at least you will have to use some means.

And then.

Other things may be disrupted, and things will suddenly become extremely troublesome.

"Is this what the careful narration that the person mentioned was talking about? It seems to have special powers such as bewitchment, but it is still within the range of resistance. Compared with this, it doesn't seem to care much about the ring in my hand? It can't sense it, Or don’t you think it’s a big deal and just ignore it?”

Colin thought as he walked down the stairs.

Halfway through, he seemed to have thought of something. He took out a piece of gauze from his pocket and wrapped it around the ring, making a simple disguise.

Then, he dared to walk downstairs with confidence, and then he saw his real "sister" described by the "narrator" downstairs.

She was sitting behind a table, wearing a middle school uniform, a dress, and an apron that she had not yet taken off while cooking. Her hair was tied into a ponytail and hung on one side of her shoulders. Although she was small and had a childish and innocent face, she looked It has a lot of gentle and virtuous meaning.

"Sister, your hairstyle is very dangerous."

Colin grunted in his heart, and then looked at the table.

On the table, three dishes of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, boiled water spinach, and stir-fried beef have been prepared.

It can be regarded as both meat and vegetable.

"I helped you beat the rice. Brother, why are you coming down so slowly? What's wrong with your hand?"

The sister said as she took off her apron, and then quickly discovered the gauze on Colin's right hand, with a concerned look on her face.