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When reality becomes a nightmare from which one cannot wake up, who will put a price on living? I was just a social worker who worked overtime until late at night. I took a nap on the subway. When I opened my eyes again, the world had changed. Supernatural, apocalyptic, secret rooms, strange stories... Every copy is a dead end, and every pass requires all the effort of humanity and reason. The host releases the mission indifferently, with a cap of ten points and a chance of rebirth at five hundred points. But no one told me that death is not just the end of the game, but the complete erasure of the real world. Each return to reality only lasts for three days, and the short respite is like honey on the edge of a knife. If you have seen an office building at four o'clock in the morning, then you must have also seen the despair under the bloody dawn. What would you do if one day you had to step over the corpse of your companion to survive? When survival becomes belief, is it still necessary for human nature to exist?
