I stayed in this room for no less than ten days
Hunger and thirst make my whole body miserable
But it still can't end
But now I am the only one alive in the whole room. The huge mental pressure makes me breathless. It seems that a string is forming in my heart. If that string breaks. I can't hold it anymore
This is a game, a never-ending game. He plays with everyone's life and makes them desperately escape from the pressure of death.
The only thing I know is that he was showing it to a certain person, or a certain group of people
Our fight with death is their bet
Who will survive?
No one knows
But now
The game begins
Purpose: I want readers to be exposed to a new world