The characters in the horror game have a crush on me

—and you have me.

This sentence is like a key, opening the prelude to chaos.

At that moment, the godfather's face seemed to turn into endless gray fragments, and the whole picture was falling apart.

Under the swirling eyes, the screen frantically reversed, Jiang Yilin returned to that room, and he also returned to his youthful figure.

In this narrow room, he was alone.

………………

Midnight, midnight again.

It's just that it's not the season of thunderstorms at this moment, and the silence of the night is almost terrifying.

【叮———叮———】

[Important plot line backtracking reminder——]

The sound of the system rang.

——It seems that something was triggered again, so it led to another memory recall?

Thinking about it, Jiang Yilin casually lay down on the bed again, crossed his hands on the back of his head, and looked around.

From the distribution of the surrounding dust and the subtle changes in the oldness of the furniture, Jiang Yilin can judge that it seems that a few months have passed since the last time the godfather told him the strange story about the slender ghost.

"Knock, knock——"

"Knock, knock——"

He suddenly heard a sound... like something hitting the glass window.

Jiang Yilin turned his head, but found nothing.

He bent down and got off the bed, and slowly walked to the window.

From the inside of the room, there seemed to be no movement outside the window.

He raised his eyebrows involuntarily, thought for a while, and finally stretched out his hand to open the window.

Jiang Yilin looked at it carefully.

The floating tree shadow finally caught his attention.

He blinked.

The gloomy branches seemed to be constantly twisting, and the dense mist filled the air, as if something was hiding there.

At this moment, a pair of black leather shoes that seemed to be able to shine slightly under the moonlight were first exposed from the branches.

Immediately afterwards... a pair of straight and slender legs slowly slid down like this.

Jiang Yilin narrowed his eyes, but still put his hands on the window sill.

He didn't close the window in a panic.

The extremely slender figure wrapped in a black suit is like a moving curtain, from top to bottom, the whole body is exposed.

——That's... a slender ghost.

"Wait, that means I was in this dungeon...before I fell into a coma, I met the slender ghost?"

Jiang Yilin narrowed his eyes slightly.

The so-called memory recall is to show what he has experienced before.

——These... all happened in the past.

[Ding——Ding——]

[Exploration degree of world view: 30%]

In the line of sight, the ghost figure seemed to be lifted by an invisible thin thread, hanging in the midair strangely like this.

slowly...slowly...

The faceless man's pale face was exposed, and that face without facial features suddenly turned around, facing Jiang Yilin.

That face turned his head slightly, then slowly raised his hand and shook it towards him, as if he wanted to say hello to him.

Immediately afterwards... the entire black shadow suddenly moved!

Almost in the blink of an eye, he came before Jiang Yilin!

At this moment, Jiang Yilin slammed the window shut tightly.

The moment he closed the window, he confirmed one thing——

——It turns out that the body of this slender ghost is real... not some kind of untouchable spiritual body.

Just now, the window slapped on the ghost, making a violent sound, which perfectly confirmed this point.

Jiang Yilin's eyes narrowed, and he quickly locked the window.

The face without facial features slowly approached the glass window, and the transparent glass left an arc-shaped dent on his face.

It has no fingers, and its palm is spread out, squeezing the glass tightly, as if it is constantly looking at the teenager in the room.

In the blink of an eye again, Jiang Yilin found that the ghost had suddenly disappeared...

The black-haired boy thought of something and took a step back, only to find that... he seemed to have bumped into something hard.

It's as cold...as a stone bed.

— Slender Ghost...it has the ability to pass through walls...?

He wanted to turn back, but found that he couldn't move at all.

A tentacle-like thing seemed to be tentatively rubbing his hair gently.

At the same time, several tiny tentacles emerged from under the suit, imprisoning his limbs with a gentle but undeniable force.

In such a passive situation, Jiang Yilin still analyzed calmly.

——The figure of [-] meters, the arm length is very long, it is impossible to judge the strength;

——No five fingers, no facial features, neat suits, no smell of blood, adjustable tentacles in thickness and length, and invaluable strength.

Jiang Yilin narrowed his eyes slightly, the slender ghost had no eyes, but he always felt that it was always looking at him.

In the next second, his pupils could not help shrinking slightly.

The ghost in a suit suddenly lifted the boy up with its tentacles.

It tilted its head, as if looking at the slender boy.

The faceless man looked at the boy who was held high on the ceiling but still looked indifferent.

——Different from the calmness of ordinary people, his soul is strong and clear.

In the blink of an eye, a strange gash suddenly appeared on its face.

—It seems...delicious.

—wanted, wanted to eat him.