Horror game: opening scare system

We stood in the snow and watched the fire burn, and the blazing fire danced, as if it was an evil dance prepared for some kind of sacrifice.The heat wave it emitted rushed to my face with fine black ash, melting the surrounding snowflakes, drying the snow water, leaving a piece of dry gray land.

Maybe it was because I was too close and the rising flames were too hot; maybe it was because I inhaled the black ash when the heat wave was rolling in.For a brief moment, I suddenly feel suffocated, as if there is something invisible, a pair of large hands, or a plastic collar.It tightly bound my neck.

My eyes widened in horror, I raised my head and tried my best to breathe.But I can't do it, maybe my face has changed, I feel that my eyes may be swollen, they are like two prison prisoners who want to escape my deep eye sockets crazily.I knew that I had to do something, otherwise I might be suffocated to death, unexplainably suffocated... I raised my hand to grab my neck, and I felt that I could take off the things that restrained me.But in fact, I didn't even raise my hand.My brain keeps giving orders like a violent general, but my hands, no, my body is those deserters who run away, they don't care what orders the general says.This is so weird... what's wrong with me?

I don't know, I don't know... I don't know why this is happening.But thinking about it now, maybe at that time there have been these horrible omens that I am experiencing now.I'm the first, yes, I'm the first, yes, I should have thought, the first to touch that forbidden thing, even though I didn't take it, I still touched it Got to it, so I was first.But it didn't take me away that time, so I've survived till now.

The severe lack of oxygen made my body start to twitch, but other people around me didn't seem to notice my abnormality.I knew it was impossible to ask them for help.Not to mention that I couldn't make any sound at all, even if I asked for help, what evil things could they find in me that threatened my life?

Hypoxia is getting worse.I started to feel dizzy and confused.The scenery in front of me suddenly distorted and changed, like the disgusting and disgusting horror graffiti that the horrible creatures living in the abyss of the deep place recklessly smeared.I began to hallucinate, and the scene in front of me seemed unreal. In the pain, I felt my body became very light, and a feeling of being in the air spontaneously emerged.But maybe I'm not seeing hallucinations, I'm just dying, so I'm seeing ugly things that I can't and shouldn't be seeing, I'm seeing them.

In the violently burning flames, a twisted, weird and evil black shadow gradually became clear.It doesn't show any signs of pain, maybe it's not afraid of fire?But I think it is more accurate that this kind of creature or plant is not afraid of pain.The closer I got to death, the clearer the shadow of that thing in the flames became, until it was no longer a black shadow, but completely displayed all its images before my eyes.Omg this is disgusting!

I saw a pile of vine-like tentacles piled up with crimson flesh and blood entangled, twisted, and wriggled.They are in flames, being incinerated, turning to ash at a rate that is visible to the naked eye but slowly.In fact, when I saw it, it was no longer whole, just the last few bits and pieces left.But the disgusting black-red tentacles climbed towards me with a strong smell of carrion, blood and an indescribable, strange fragrance that I had never smelled before.They wrapped around my limbs, locked my torso, surrounded me tightly, and even penetrated into my body from my nostrils and ears.The foreign body sensation is getting stronger and stronger, but at the moment I don't have time to care about those.These hideous tentacles are wrapped around my neck, strangling my throat, and I am being strangled by them like a sinner!

I saw, on top of those vines, there was a coquettishly blooming huge flower that was scarlet like blood.It is the size of a manhole cover, with countless palm-sized petals that are piled up in layers and bloom in all directions. On each petal is an amber living eyeball covered with bloodshot eyes. I!The evil giant flower does not have stamens, its stamens are a round platform structure more than ten centimeters long, the diameter of the circle at the bottom is about the size of a basketball, and the narrow part at the top is like a tennis ball.There are some folds on the top of the stamen, which can be opened slowly, and inside are dense circles of fangs, and the tips of those fangs have small black holes, whose purpose is unknown.

Who knows?I was terrified, would I have thought about the use of those little holes?Even now I don't think about the purpose of those small holes, who cares about the anatomy and function of a hideous, evil creepy being?To this day, just thinking about that thing still gives me a splitting headache.Yes, I call it Sneaky, an evil existence that seems to be a plant, but is as fresh as an animal. Being stared at by it makes me feel as if I have fallen into an endless cold abyss!

I think it is wise of us to burn the debris and dead vines!I am grateful for the fire, because I can see... the fire is ruthlessly taking the life of this thing, and it can't do anything; but at the same time, that guy is also taking my life, and there is nothing I can do about it.I watched that strange huge flower gradually turn into ashes, and the pungent fishy smell and strange fragrance slowly left my nasal cavity...

When I regained consciousness later, I could smell the smell of disinfectant.Although the smell was equally unpleasant, it was much closer and gentler than the smell on the Sneaky Sly.I just felt happy and blessed.It never occurred to me before that coming to the hospital would be as relaxing as coming home.

I survived.According to other people, the money for my hospitalization and medical treatment was reimbursed by the big boss. Those things that were burned by us have completely turned into fly ash, and they will soon become part of the soil, which makes me I feel a little relieved.I won, didn't I?I am harder than that wicked flower.

But I didn't tell my co-workers about this weird, fantasy-like horror that I experienced. They would think I was crazy.I only told my master about it, but the master said it was just a false vision I dreamed when I was unconscious.