You wake to find darkness blanketing the world outside, torrential rain raging, and an unknown bloodstain seeping red into the corner of the wall. An eerie laugh drifts by your ear, while a figure outside the window never leaves.
You and countless other survivors huddle in your own ten-square-meter safe zones, trembling. Terrified, you crack the door open and peer outside.
Chance of catching a cold if you go out in the rain: 100%. A cold isn't an illness, it just weakens your immune system. Catch one here, and waiting for death may be the most agonizing thing of all! But wouldn't being released from it be a good thing, too?
Chance of finding supplies: 70%. Supplies aren't hard to find. What could the game possibly have against you? Why wouldn't it give you food and clothes? The remaining 30% chance just means you'll die out there and become food!
Chance of being haunted by an evil ghost: 100%. Who could turn down an evil ghost brought back with them? What if it's a beautiful female ghost? Better to die beneath peonies and become a happy ghost~
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
