In the early hours of the morning, an anonymous vote popped up among the property owners: "Which household should be eliminated tonight?
My house number 1804 ranked first among the votes.
The rules are simple: you must vote, you are not allowed to leave the group, and you are not allowed to call the police.
The people who voted for me were the neighbors I greeted every day.
A new vote began immediately: "Please choose the way 1804 died: fire, drowning, fall, or asphyxiation. "
There was a knock on the door.
The 902 detective lowered his voice: "I know the truth about the forced demolition three years ago. They first targeted you because——
Group message suddenly pops up:
"Someone violated the rules and contacted the target, and the game escalated."
"Continue tomorrow night until there is only the last household left in the whole building."
"Now the hunt begins.'
63 Neighbors, 63 suspects. Every vote determines who dies first.
But the scariest thing is
What we voted to kill was, after all, the "evil neighbor." Or... The one who was silent three years ago?
