I inherited my uncle’s abandoned amusement park and was forced to bind myself to the Nightmare Park System.
By day, I’m an ordinary repairman. At night, I have to unlock the horror zones.
First-night mission: repair the midnight carousel.
When it started moving, every eyeball turned toward me in unison.
A ghost child sat on my shoulder. “Big brother, play with me until dawn.”
When the neighbors found me in the morning, I was smashing the walls of my own house with a wrench.
“There’s something laughing inside the wall...” I pointed at the blood seeping from a crack.
System notification: “Employee dormitory successfully bound.”
This amusement park is eating away at my reality.
Also known as I’m a Repairman at a Horror Park
