[Fifth Personality] Escape from the manor

Anxiety about being able to achieve your goals.

As long as the supervisor loses his composure and chases down others at the gate, at least she still has some hope of escaping.Even with this bit of hope, I don't want to give up.

……

"perhaps."

The pale supervisor didn't panic when the gate was electrified, and he didn't even have the slightest thought of paying attention to the gate.He just watched Qiao Yan quietly, then lowered his head close to her face and comforted her slowly:

"It will be over soon."

His slightly exclamated voice is slow, and even if the tone is old, it has a unique charm.

The next moment, Qiao Yan collapsed into his arms with weak limbs.

She was stabbed.

The blade passed through her abdomen and left her body.

The rules of the game determine that she has lost her mobility.

This time, instead of tying her to a balloon, the supervisor tied her hands and feet and hugged her.

In Qiao Yan's eyes, the world was spinning, but the crimson flames in the supervisor's shadowy eyes were very clear.

——like a raging fire.

It’s over.

Qiao Yan's mind went blank, leaving only this desperate thought.

She even gave up struggling.

"Good dream, dear Miss Yan."

The supervisor, who looked like an old black and white photo, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead.Qiao Yan turned her eyes away, and what caught her eyes was a carnival chair.

……

The braided rope that flew from nowhere tightly wrapped around Qiao Yan's waist, and then rolled her up in one direction.

The next moment, the desperate Qiao Yan was carried on her back by a person.

"Yan, let's go together! The door is already open!"

Panting for breath, Kevin ran desperately towards the gate with Qiao Yan on his back.

Being a hero is always risky. If you fail, you will catch up with two people.When the time comes, the act will not be heroic, but stupid.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Apart from thanking, Qiao Yan couldn't find anything else to say for the time being.

Even if Kevin temporarily rescued her, they were not out of danger.Because the regulators were chasing after them, even though Kevin had tried his best to run, they were still caught up a few steps away from the gate.

Qiao Yan, who was on Kevin's back, kept watching behind them. She saw the supervisor with red eyes waving a knife.

Qiao Yan was on Kevin's back, and there was no way for her to hide from the knife coming from behind Kevin's back.In other words, she didn't even think about hiding. Kevin saved her twice, and she took it as a knife for Kevin.

However, the next moment, she was thrown out the door by Kevin.

Kevin was stabbed and fell to the ground.

"I really can't watch the lady get hurt."

There was a subtle self-mockery in his tone.

Just as the supervisor continued to swing his knife at Qiao Yan who was thrown into the door and was climbing up, the sound of a flare gun sounded.

Red smoke enveloped the supervisor.

At the same time, a man with a green hood ran out of nowhere and dragged Kevin who had fallen to the ground and ran towards the door. He didn't forget to shout:

"Marta, let's go!"

The heroic woman with a slightly damaged uniform threw away the flare gun that had no flares in her hand, then ran into the door, helped Qiao Yan up and ran away.

A dazzling white light burst out from Qiao Yan's eyes, and the uncomfortable look of the supervisor covering his head was also blurred from Qiao Yan's sight.

[The game ends, the four escape and win. 】

……

Qiao Yan who woke up from the room was panting heavily.The feeling of the rest of my life after the catastrophe is not so wonderful, there is a sense of unreality like a dream.

She was so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry, but her eyes were dry, but no tears fell.

It's so uncomfortable that I can't even cry.

The long-lost victory did not make her happy, but she began to have doubts:

Can you really collect ten victories and escape from here?

She was almost lost again.

Doubt and uneasiness spread little by little, and finally ended in reason.

It is precisely because there is little hope that we must firmly believe.Otherwise, even that glimmer of hope could not be pursued.

Qiao Yan rubbed her dry eye sockets, quickly sorted out her out-of-control emotions, then took out the notebook from under the mattress of the pillow, and began to record information about the supervisor [photographer].

She couldn't let go of any piece of useful information.

16

The experience with Kevin and others made Qiao Yan more aware of the importance of cooperation, but even with cooperation, it is impossible for all four of them to be intact. Cooperation only increases the hope of victory.

Yet sacrifice is inevitable.Even if the cooperation agreement is realized, there are too many uncertainties, because everyone can't predict who the first victim will be.Selfishness towards life is the instinct of most people.

More importantly, no one can know whether teammates are credible.Working together without trust is worse than going it alone.

Teammates like Mr. Kevin and Miss Marta, it may be difficult for her to meet again in the future.

[So far, I have won 6 games and lost 3 games. 】

After recording the last record in the notebook, Qiao Yan closed the notebook.

When the tense brain suddenly relaxes, there is a feeling of paralysis like lack of oxygen.From the closed notebook, a black and white photo slipped into her hand.

It was the photo that slipped from her body when she woke up from her latest loss a long time ago.If this photo hadn't slipped out of the notebook today, she would have almost forgotten its existence.

Qiao Yan picked up the photo and looked at it, and suddenly recognized that the beautiful boy holding her face in the photo was the supervisor of the game that just ended.

In the black-and-white photo, their pose looks a little intimate, but that's just what it looks like.She could see the reluctance of her expression and the fear she was forced to hide in the photo, and what the small piece of background behind her in the photo represented—clearly a carnival chair.

She was tied up in a carnival chair, and the teenage overseer was smiling.This photo was frozen at that moment, like a high-spirited commemoration and show off after a successful hunt.

Qiao Yan couldn't find any trace of the scene in this photo from her memory, because she had lost her memory three times.If the scene in the photo is true, it means that she was lost before because of meeting the supervisor [photographer].

Why does her notebook have the least information about the regulator [photographer]?

Not because she rarely meets him in the game, but because:

She never "survived" any games where she met the [Photographer].

The victory in this game was an accident, and Qiao Yan was not sure whether she would be so lucky in the following games.

The photographer is targeting her.

She can clearly understand this.If the next teammate is not Kevin and the others, and she meets the photographer again, can she "survive" as lucky as this time?

Hope is too slim to see.

Qiao Yan felt a suffocation like lack of oxygen again.

She felt a coolness spread from her fingertips to her heart.

The photo of the photographer with her is still in her hand.

The photo is black and white, but the regulator on the photo is him in the mirror world.Qiao Yan could recognize it, because there was no crack on his face, and his eyes were not as dark as the shadows in a sketch, and his pupils could not be seen clearly.

The photographer in the black-and-white photo was smiling, and his eyes were looking directly at Qiao Yan outside the photo. The strange feeling of staring at Qiao Yan made the pores on Qiao Yan's arms begin to shrink.

Qiao Yan stuffed the photo back into her notebook, not wanting to look at it again.However, a few seconds later, she took out the photo again, and then went out of bed to find a pair of scissors.

The scissors cut through the middle of the photo, dividing the photo into two parts, one with only herself and the other with only the supervisor who looked like a beautiful boy.

Qiao Yan put her half of the photo back into the notebook, and then put the half of Joseph's photo on the candlestick beside the bed.

The orange-red flame swept across the photo, and the place where the flame raged turned into gray powder and fell from the candlestick. The flame spread over the face of the supervisor in the photo. At that moment, Qiao Yan seemed to be hallucinating:

She seemed to see the eyes of the supervisor in the photo disappear into the shadows, and the cracks climbed up that face little by little, as if time passed by in an instant.

Qiao Yan let go of her hands subconsciously, and when she blinked to see more clearly, the flames had already burned the half of the photo.

She looked at the ashes in silence, then blew out the candle, intending to fall asleep.

She should forget about this photo and try to gather her energy for the next game.

……

In the next game, perhaps Qiao Yan's prayer played a role, she did not meet the photographer Joseph again.Even so, I never met teammates like Kevin and Marta.

After many games, only a few difficult draws were made, and most of them were lost.But these are not important, because as long as the person is not lost, she still has a chance.

……

The black and white patterns shattered in his mind, and another game began.

After opening her eyes, a camera on a retro tripod came into Qiao Yan's eyes.

The worst is yet to come:

The supervisor of this game is photographer Joseph.

17

The moment she saw the camera, Qiao Yan felt her body temperature drop a lot.

But according to the information analysis in the notebook, she immediately found a small corner to hide her figure and squatted down.When the camera opened the light curtain again, she didn't go in to check again.

Although entering the mirror world can also see the supervisor's movements, the supervisor can also see her movements.

For Qiao Yan, who was not sure about escaping from the hunt, she was exposed to the regulators.