*Back room survival｜Liminal space exploration｜Spiritual pollution｜The gradually crazy growth line of the heroine
Kuang Fanner was stuck.
Stuck in a yellow room that never existed in reality.
From then on, everyone said, "After moving into the new house, the bride became possessed by a demon."
She screamed in the middle of the night, fearing the non-existent peepers outside the window
She held a sharp knife and howled, trying to find the non-existent bright yellow wallpaper behind the wall
She always wakes up from the basement of her home after nightmares, with wounds and scars that appear for unknown reasons.
Repeatedly chanting "I didn't run away this time"
Everyone thinks she's crazy
She's upper body
she needs help
But in the array of red candles with the singing bowls vibrating, the "master" waving the demon-conquering pestle, his eyes dimmed into slits as he smiled, asked in a low voice:
"You are also a "traveler""
"What level are you in the back room now?"
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I'm Kwong Fanner
Everyone says, "I have a perfect life," "a perfect husband," "but I'm still not satisfied."
But only I knew that the most attractive place in the new home was not the garden and the bedrooms, but the dank entrance to the ground floor.
On a rainy night, I rolled down the stairs and fell into the "basement first floor" corpse paradise with the sweet smell of almonds.
I heard the walls whisper "Shh... Welcome back to this gentle place"
Found a true home.
Now, I am sitting on the soft sofa in the living room, waiting for the next invitation to the back room:
——"It's time for the bride to fall"——
※ Entrance identification ※
If the musty smell in the basement is mixed with the smell of evaporated alcohol → You have reached Level 1
There are inexplicably many blood-soaked bluestones on the stairs → You will enter Level 3
Hearing the baby cry but seeing syrup pouring out → Welcome to Level 6
"Anonymous: "Warning! The entity wearing a blood wedding dress has been refreshed on the 'basement first floor'! No one can survive her hand"
Concept: When there is no solution to the pain, the back room is the last tender home left for you
