Starting to make a ghost story game from Sadako

what to do? what to do?

Mo Lang froze when he heard the song. Only when he saw the barrage reminder did he remember that he still had a photo camera in his schoolbag.

He took out his phone hurriedly and took a photo of the figure.

The lightless stairwell was as bright as day for a moment, and it also illuminated many things hidden in the darkness. Nine black figures with twisted limbs appeared on the wall covered with black mold, as if they were left behind after being burned. down.

There are also many crooked carvings covering the entire stairwell.

"Yan Ye is heartbroken!!"

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

"save!"

"Why are you taking pictures?" Yan Qin did not disappear, but the singing stopped, and her outline could be vaguely seen. The bright red dress was particularly eye-catching even in the dark.

This isn't an evil spirit, it's just a lunatic!

So the camera is of no use to her?

Mo Lang looked at the 2/3 prompt, a feeling of despair surged into his heart, and he said weakly: "It's too dark, let me shine a light."

...

The dark space returned to silence, leaving only the faint sound of breathing and slowly moving downwards.

"This basement is so hard to find, how did you find it? How did your friend get in here?" Mo Lang was tortured by the silence and almost went crazy, so he could only bring up the topic again and asked.

"Li Xue discovered it at first, but she actually wanted to take this magical place where wishes come true as her own and wouldn't let me get close. So I made a wish to turn this place into a place that only I can come to." Yan Qin chuckled. Said: "Then Li Xue was locked in the mirror, so we don't have to quarrel over this basement anymore."

"My friends didn't believe in the existence of this basement, so I took them to see it. But after seeing it, they all called me a lunatic and wanted to leave me, so I locked them all in it."

"Damn it, Li Xue and those friends were actually killed by her? In other words, the most terrifying thing is not the two evil spirits, but this weak and weak little girl?"

"I actually have feelings for this crazy young lady, am I crazy!?"

"Oh my god, I'm not afraid of gods or ghosts, I'm just afraid of irrational lunatics."

"Where's Brother Lang? Why don't you speak? Are you numb?"

...

Mo Lang was indeed numb. The rolling barrages could no longer bring him any sense of security. He never expected that the BOSS of this game would be following him all the time.

boom.

He didn't have the heart to count how many steps he had taken. It wasn't until his back hit the wall that he came to his senses. He turned around and saw that there was a dilapidated wooden door on his left side. The end of the level was right in front of him. But his hands and feet were cold and he had no motivation to open the door.

"Why don't you open the door?" Yan Qin had a pure and innocent smile and put his hands behind his back, as if he was hiding a carefully prepared surprise instead of a sharp knife. "Don't you really want to find this basement?"

"Oh." Mo Lang responded dully. The moment he touched the handle, he let out a scream, pushed Yan Qin away and ran up, "Help!"

But pain immediately came from his back, as if a sharp metal object had been inserted into his body.

He fell directly to the ground and continued to crawl upwards, but he was stabbed several times. The game mechanism determined that he was seriously injured and could not continue to move, so he had to be turned over.

"Shh." Yan Qin put the blade of the knife on her face, and the blood shed gave her pale face a sickly red color. "Didn't you agree not to tell others the secrets here?"

The door was opened, and Mo Lang, who could not move, was dragged into the basement where he was thinking.

This place was a bit like an art room. A portrait of a nun was hung in the center of the wall, with nine wax statues scattered around it. As Mo Lang was dragged past, his pupils dilated violently because he saw the faces of these statues. There are two old acquaintances, You Junyu and Li Xue.

The faces of the other seven are also very familiar. They have seen them from the office directory. They are the team sent by You Junyu to help Yan Qin.

Why? Why am I still alive despite being stabbed so many times?

exit the game! right! I can exit the game!

Tears flowed from Mo Lang's eyes, and he quickly exhaled the exit interface of the Xinghai system. Behind the cover of the translucent frame, Yan Qin was walking towards him holding a red silk thread, and the portrait of the nun behind him showed green pupils.

A huge, evil figure appeared on the frame, passed through Yan Qin, and faced Mo Lang with a face that looked like a skeleton.

But Yan Qin didn't seem to feel the nun's figure, and just smiled more and more sickly. Not only her, but also the barrage didn't seem to see it, just kept rolling the "slide shovel", "Don't be afraid, fuck her! "Such encouraging words.

The nun's green eyes were full of satisfaction and joy, as if she was appreciating what Yan Qin had done.

"Quit! I want to quit!"

"Security system on!"

[Xinghai System reminds you that unfortunately you have not completed "Friends". This play lasted 54 minutes. The heart rate was extremely unstable and the mood fluctuated greatly. It received a D-level rating. 】

[For your safety, please turn on the security system when playing Dreamland. 】

[Xinghai aims to bring each player an excellent dream to relieve stress and heal life. Please rate it after exiting the game. 】

[Please remember that although dreams are perfect and wonderful, they are always illusory. Although reality is dull and difficult, the sunshine is always warm. Xinghai welcomes you to come next time. ]

Come NM!

I will never come in this life!

Mo Lang didn't even have time to score, and he took off the dream helmet on his head violently. The sunlight made him squint his eyes. Looking at the faces of fear and curiosity in front of him, he suddenly wanted to cry.

"That... player, are you okay?" Bai Lu came over and asked with concern, her eyes full of pity. As Qin Ge's only internal test user, she understood this feeling, "Don't hold it in, cry if you want to, here are tissues."

"I'm a man! Men won't cry in front of so many people..." Mo Lang couldn't hold it anymore, and sat in his seat crying like a child.

"Is it that exaggerated? It's not that scary from the live broadcast, right?"

"Is this person not a drag hired by this booth?"

"Let's try it too. Since we already know that the girl in the red dress is the BOSS, we are not that scared."

"Come on! Come on!" Mo Lang jumped up from his seat, not even having time to wipe his snot and tears. Who are these people scolding when they say it's not that scary after watching the live broadcast?

Can they understand the feeling of being chased by a monster with an axe for ten blocks as soon as they enter the game, and then being almost strangled to death by an evil spirit?

Can they understand the feeling of being stabbed in the body one by one and being dragged away like a dead dog?

"Sorry, we have to perform emergency maintenance and need to rest temporarily. Please wait for notification when the game is restored." Qin Ge rushed out of the capsule cabin. Although completing the task is important, as a dream maker, he must be responsible for the life safety of the players.

Well, it's limited to life safety, and the psychological aspect is none of his business.