The Days When I Reasoned with Weirdness

On my third day of unemployment, I took a part-time job as a sleep tester in a haunted house. Eight hundred a night, paid every day, the work requirements are very simple: You can't laugh after entering the house. Don't look in the mirror after ten o'clock in the evening. Don't open the door when you hear a knock on the door. Don't come out before daybreak. I wonder, isn't this quite simple? Much easier than serving the former boss. Until I found out—— Me in the mirror smiled at me. But the real me didn't smile at all. Just when I thought I was going to get cold, I suddenly sneezed hugely. Then a few lines of words appeared in front of me: [Detected rule tampering] [Do you want to modify the current rules? [Warning: Modifying the rules may cause strange attention] Me:? ? ? Later I learned that my constitution is called "allergy to rules"—— He is born with the ability to see, touch, and modify the strange rules that envelope the world. At that moment I realized—— All the monsters and monsters, in my eyes, are all bugs caused by wrongly written code. Until I found a yellowed sticky note on the mirror of the haunted house: "If you can see this note, it means you have inherited my ability. Beware of the 'Hall of Rules'. Also, your mother asked me to tell you - stay up less late and wear long johns more. ——Dad" My dad has been missing for ten years. Everyone said he was dead. But I think he might just be stuck in a gap in some rules and can't get out. So my current job is - Fix bugs during the day and fix weirdness at night. Looking for my dad by the way. Don't ask me if I'm afraid. Afraid. But when I think about the fact that the mortgage has not been paid off, even ghosts cannot scare me.