Coded! ! I will write this book later. I plan to change the world line of another part first to make the transition, otherwise I will not be able to explain it later.
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Welcome to Wetzel's Horror Game.
1. In the deserted stairwell, a strange phone ringing sound came from feet. No one answered the call but he got through directly. The metallic sound on the other end of the phone was an invitation from Carnival Town. In Carnival Town, the nights are extremely lively. Christmas has passed, but people in red Christmas clothes can still be seen running on the rooftops. The butcher wearing a skull mask raised his machete and struck hard. The surrounding puddles slowly turned red, and headless corpses slowly piled up.
The piercing sound of the bell echoed in my mind, and the little girl made a "creak" sound as she walked, dragging a half-human-high rabbit doll behind her. As time went by, there were fewer and fewer surviving players... And the rabbit doll became bigger and bigger.
At midnight, several wild dogs barked at a box in a garbage dump. Through the moonlight, you could vaguely see some unknown liquid and blood stains flowing under the box.
2. There are dark red blood stains on the petals of Rosanna's roses, and there is always a strange fragrance around the flowers.
3. "Run! The faster you run, the better!" "Don't make a sound...**" The words on the paper that were gathered together became increasingly blurry, and in the end, only half a pool of white dried gel remained.
4. The class group photo hanging in front of the class door, the burnt corpses in the garage...
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You will get a ticket by clearing the game. If you fail to clear the game and cannot get on the train, you will become a monster NPC in the game. If you behave inappropriately, you will be deemed a dangerous person by the train and will be destroyed.
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[What is meaningful is not the result, but the irreplaceable time we spend] / Zhuma Zhuma
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In terms of demining, the emotional line is not clear and messy, the content is not very scary, and the early writing is immature. Sweet text without swords
Mission: Unity is strength