After retiring from horror game boss

Four in the morning.

Because it was midnight, there was no one on the dark street, and there were only a few lit street lights left in the old town, and even because of years of disrepair, there was a harsh "kazi" sound above the boys' heads, and a few flying The moth hit the lampshade, bringing a sound of death to the dead night again.

If it wasn't because he was dragged by his girlfriend to see Ziye's photography exhibition during the day, in order not to be noticed by the other party, he had to pretend nothing happened and go with her, otherwise he would never choose this time to come here to deal with it... …

The boy wrapped his coat tightly and hid his body under the clothes.

If you look carefully, you will find that his expression is a little distorted and hideous because of fear, and he muttered nervously: "I can't blame me for this, and I didn't do it alone... Why did you pester me instead of looking for it?" How many others—?!!"

When the boy said the last sentence, his voice was almost broken, but as if he was in agreement, the street lamp above his head went out with a "poof".

He was startled, his body was faster than his brain, and he trembled first.

And at this moment, he saw a strange scene from the corner of his eye——

"Who's there!!" the boy blurted out.

Not far away, a shadow suddenly appeared at an unknown time. It stood motionless in the darkness, like a frozen portrait, but if you look carefully, you can still see it in the distorted black mist. It was a strange figure from the back, barely humanoid.

Hearing his voice, his back moved, and finally turned around, revealing his face.

"..."

This is a young man with a weak and delicate face. His thin body is hidden under the white-washed school uniform, but the most eye-catching thing is his expression... an expression close to sleepwalking, as if he doesn't know why It will appear here, and the eyeballs look like a dead man's gray.

He held a ball in his hand, probably something like a basketball.

However, how could a high school student appear downstairs in the middle of the night among the abandoned residents?

But before the boy had time to think about it, in just one second, a person who was more than ten meters away appeared in front of him in an instant. The lightning speed caused the distance between them to be less than one meter at this moment. This is definitely not possible for normal people. There are speeds, as if he is moving his body with his mind instead of his legs.

"Tick tock, tick tock." There was the sound of liquid falling, which was very clear in the silent night.

The sound caught his attention, but when he saw what was dripping water, the boy's hands and feet were cold and he froze in place——

Because what the boy was holding in his hand... was a human head that resembled his face, and it was staring at the boy blankly with its eyes open.

"Do you know where he is?" they asked.

"..."

The boy looked at its opening and closing lips, as if there was a poisonous snake about to move inside.

"Do you know where he is?"

They repeated them, and took a step in the direction of the boy. It was only at this time that he came back to his senses, and fell back to the ground.

"I don't know, I don't know anything, don't look for me!! I didn't kill her, I didn't kill her!"

The boy regretted it. The monster in front of him seemed to have seen through what he had done, but it was obviously not his idea. He was only responsible for calling the girl out. Who knew they would overplay it?If he had to say something, he just pressed her hand, and he didn't even have time to feel good...

Didn't she do that kind of thing herself?What kind of chaste woman are you still pretending to be?

"During the day, we saw you standing next to him." Human Head said, "Isn't it?"

"I have no idea……"

The boy seemed to only be able to say this sentence, and he was almost choked up with fear, and he didn't know what to do, so he could only shake his head, full of regret... Could it be that the girl went to hell and cursed such a girl? Something came to take their lives?

He doesn't want to die!That girl's life is worthless, he hasn't lived enough, why drag him into the water? !

"I don't know." The boy's footsteps stopped, his voice seemed to be floating in the air, with an ethereal feeling, "He said, he didn't know?"

"He's obviously standing next to him, so close."

"And talked to him."

"fraud."

"Go to hell."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the boy saw the only vivid emotion in his dead eyes, which was intense jealousy - jealousy that he could talk to him, jealousy that he could stand by his side, jealousy of them Once breathed the same air.

Only jealousy can make the teenager's emotions fluctuate, his chest heaves, and he finally looks like a living child.

"I'm very unhappy." The boy said to himself, pursing his lips tightly, "Maybe, we should play games with him."

Human head: "No, he will be angry."

For a moment, the boy's breathing stopped, but he wasn't breathing at all, it was just an adjective, he stayed where he was, thinking that that person might look at him with disgust, he immediately gave up his original thought, It turned back into a trance like sleepwalking.

"Will he be angry..."

"So it's not possible." Head.

"Well."

The boy held his breath, he didn't dare to look at it, and he didn't have the courage to run away from this little monster, even though it was talking to itself at this moment.

"..."

Fallen leaves swirled and fell on the ground where the puddles had accumulated, and there was a rotten smell in the air.

After a moment of dead silence, and he didn't know how long it had passed, he finally dared to look up, only to find that the figure of the boy holding his head had disappeared.

The boy should have breathed a sigh of relief, but such a mysterious and terrifying experience tonight has plunged him into a daze. Even when the cool night wind blew his cheeks, he couldn't calm down. Flash back to the opponent's bleeding head and eyeless eyes.

Is it a hallucination?

No, I can't deal with that girl's body today.

His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't help but think of the sentence that damned strange young man said in a low voice when he went to the photo exhibition during the day—maybe it was that sentence that made him appear when he was walking towards the corpse hiding place alone Such a horrible hallucination.

[She crawls out of the mattress]

This sentence made him shudder, and he couldn't continue to maintain that barely calm appearance in front of his girlfriend.

—how did he know where they hid the body?Is it a coincidence?

Was the boy holding his head playing tricks? ...Just because he satirized Ziye, the photographer of death?

No matter what the truth is, the boy gave up the idea of ​​checking the corpse tonight, his teeth were chattering, even though the corpse was only a few steps away from here, he raised his head and looked at the first floor of the old abandoned residential building Sixth floor, that's where a stinking, rotting lump of flesh was hidden in the mattress.

The lights of the passage on the sixth floor flickered once and twice.

The boy decided not to scare himself anymore, but when he looked away, he suddenly felt his back sinking.

The arc of this movement was very small, as if something had crawled up, and the cold air climbed up along the pinnae, and there was an itching on the cheeks, and the boy's breathing became rapid, and he shivered involuntarily, and his eyes subconsciously fell on In the small water beach on the ground.

The moonlight suddenly illuminated two faces, and a rotten face was resting on his shoulder.

"what--!!"

……

……

"thump."

Five in the morning.

In an apartment, Lou Chen suddenly opened his dark eyes, staring at the ceiling, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He recalled the picture in the dream just now, including every detail.

After a while, he sat up, took the sketchbook and pencil next to the pillow, opened a new, clean page, and started drawing with his brows tightly locked. His strokes were smooth, in the silent night, The only sound that can be heard is the rustle of pencil on paper.

His eyes were focused, but after about 10 minutes, two figures appeared on the blank sketch paper.

A boy with a grinning head and blood dripping from the cuffs of his school uniform. His face was a mass of blurred and messy lines, with a strong inhuman aura.

And - the terrified boy and the squirming, sticky lump of flesh lying on his back.

But the pencil in his hand did not stop, but continued to outline the general appearance of the residential building, the prototype of the street lamp, and the lights that were lit twice on the sixth floor.

"..."

After a while, Lou Chen finally put down the sketchbook, with a tired face, pinched the bridge of his nose.

Although it has been a long time since this kind of life continued, he still hasn't completely gotten used to what he saw in the dream.

Everything can be traced back to about two years ago. As a player, he was involved in a game called "Hell Paradise". Although he returned to the original world as the only player who cleared the level, it did not mean the end, because Lou Chen's special physique developed in the game has not disappeared...

He can "see", "dream", and "predict" indescribable things to a certain extent, just like the dream tonight—of course, he doesn't think it's just a dream. An accident has happened, and he will soon be able to see him on the report.

It is worth mentioning that it is this kind of ability that makes him discover that even in the so-called "normal life", strange phenomena and cases are still everywhere, and by accident, Lou Chen finally joined the current government organization—— — Supernatural Management Department, as the captain, and responsible for dealing with these heretical things.

Compared with the monsters in the game, they are gentler and easier to deal with.

All kinds of strange things gave Lou Chen the feeling that the monsters in that game actually came from reality, they were just separated into categories and locked up in the prison on the seventh floor, and the so-called game was just a group of players who accidentally entered the game. Prison, trying to escape.

And now...

Lou Chen twirled the pencil, his gaze stayed on the boy holding his head, and he thought calmly that the high-risk prisoners in the prison had escaped.

If he remembers correctly, that boy is the first floor boss - "Jealousy".

Who is jealousy looking for? ...Will that person be in danger?

It is his duty as the captain to find out this potential victim, protect it, and then find a way to drive away "jealousy".

However, besides jealousy, I don't know what other monsters are watching in the dark, and this does not mean the end.

"..."

Lou Chen didn't linger on it for too long, but put down the sketchbook, picked up another thick stack of sketchbooks, just opened it, and found that there was a black mist figure drawn inside, it was drawn The messy lines shrouded it, so that no features could be seen at all, only a vague feeling that it was a thin young man.

Lou Chen has already drawn seven such sketchbooks in the past two years.

He kept dreaming about this vague figure, as if it was the source of everything.

And his intuition tells Lou Chen that if there is a warden in the prison, it must be this mysterious man... Only by finding him can these troubles be solved fundamentally. ——probably the scariest, most central monster of all.