The horrific copy I designed came to life, and I became the first player.
The rules I wrote started to hunt me down:
[Don't believe in reflections] - But the blood-red eyes in the mirror are smiling at me;
[Be wary of familiar faces] - The twisted monster in front of me has the exact same face as my colleague;
[It hates noise]—but my heart is beating deafeningly.
Now, that "thing" in the skin of a security guard is knocking on my door with twisted hands.
It grinned a familiar smile: "Designer Chen, are the rules you wrote yourself fun?"
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[Welcome to the Corridor of the Abyss (Designer Special Trial Edition).
[Rule tips: 1. It hates noise; 2. It likes to hide and seek; 3. Don't trust reflections; 4. Be wary of familiar faces.
[Wish you a happy game.
The cold system prompts were still echoing in his mind. Chen Mo leaned against the cold and damp door panel, and even his breathing stopped.
Outside the door, the sticky, wet dragging sound stopped at the door of the abandoned office where he was hiding.
Hiss... Hiss...
