Let's play horror games

At first, when you get caught up in this ridiculous game, you're terrified and just want to survive.

Being chased by living corpses at the beginning of the first level is the first time you have encountered life-threatening danger in 20 years.At that time, you were alone, turning around and swinging the knife like crazy, desperate.

If Brother Hei didn’t show up behind you, get rid of the second living corpse behind you, and didn’t promise you “will take you out” to the stranger… Even if you can still survive to the third level, alone in the hell of flesh and blood You who survived will never be what you are now.

But if there is no if, Brother Hei appears and is always by your side.

The idea of ​​"surviving" gradually became "it's okay to die for them" with the overwhelming pressure.But now, you are bold and greedy to live with them.

You helped Brother Hei get up, and walked carefully into the space bound by iron chains.

*

As soon as he walked into the iron chains, the cold feeling penetrated into the bone marrow.

There is something unseen here.

Your instincts clamor to back off, but you still hold each other forward.

Suddenly, with a flash in front of your eyes, a piece of paper figurines almost hit your forehead!You staggered in fright, Brother Hei quickly supported you, although both of them almost fell, at least they avoided the fate of hitting the chain behind them.

"Can't touch."

Brother Hei said.

It's not a vague "be careful" or "it's best not to touch it", but an absolute tone of "don't touch it".

Now Brother Hei's vitality is weak, half of his body has stepped into death, he can sense information invisible to the naked eye just like you before.

Carefully avoid dangling votive sticks and idols.Sometimes I can lie down in a distorted posture, and I have to support each other, resulting in limbs entangled in embarrassing appearances from time to time.You think that it’s a good thing Changmao isn’t there, otherwise you wouldn’t be laughed to death; at the same time, you peek at the seemingly quiet brother Hei, slap yourself in the head, and scold yourself for not being serious in such a dangerous time.

In order not to think about it, you pay more attention to your surroundings.

There are many scriptures written on the clothes of the statues and wishing dolls. "Namo Amitabha", "Believe in Jesus and gain eternal life", "Urgently like a law" and other words that are thousands of miles apart are adjacent to each other at this moment, giving off a weird sense of absurdity.

And on the wishing sign, it is full of "Let me out", "Give me food", "Save us"..., the frantic font, the words of despair, almost penetrate the back of the paper.

Seeing you staring at those crazy words, Brother Hei frowned unconsciously, and stretched out his hand to cover your eyes.

You pulled his hand away and patted the back of his hand while still staring at your eyes. "No bro, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Brother Hei followed your gaze and loosened his brows. "What are you looking at?"

"In addition to the content of the wishing sign, there is also the direction of the chain." You stretched out your finger and gestured lightly.

"The chains here look messy and numerous, but there is actually only one." The chains in his eyes turned into geometric lines, and his fingers followed the movement slightly, correcting the route from time to time, and finally landed in one place.

"Here is the center of gravity of the entire 3D model..." Halfway through the speech, you realize that you are like a problem-solving teacher, especially the older ones, so you just say, "The wishing sticks there look different."

The wishing stick hanging there looks the same at first glance, but if you look carefully, you will find that the font is very correct, and there is no trace of scratches or tears on the paper.Obviously, the person who wrote this wish sign had a different emotion from others when he wrote these words.

"The light of God does not reach the abyss." You murmured.

What does it mean?

The next moment, Brother Hei suddenly shouted:

"Get down!"

You both lie down at the same time.Brother Hei is half-pressing you, in a protective gesture.When you are under him, you look up and see the statues, wishing sticks and other hanging things are all struggling wildly and bumping into each other, like dead souls screaming and struggling, trying to escape the shackles of the chains.

The foul-smelling liquid continuously flowed down from the facial features of the statues and dolls, and quickly wet the faces of both of you, and then flowed down and merged into a stream, flowing along the way you came.

It's the smell of Styx water!You think you understand what that river is.

It is the resentment of the dead, the blood of the dead.

So, it pulls everything into the depths.

Brother Hei pulled you off, and you instantly returned from thinking to reality.Gotta go!

"They" are redirecting the chains, making it difficult, if not falling, for you to reach the central sarcophagus.

As you struggled forward in the shaking iron chain, you regretted it: why did you talk so cheap just now!

"Don't think too much about it." Brother Hei pressed your head, and you responded muffled.

*

I don't know how long it took, maybe only a few minutes, maybe longer——you finally rolled to the side of the sarcophagus in a mess.

Thanks to Brother Hei's knife, he was not afraid of those things, and saved you in front of him several times.

The surrounding area of ​​the sarcophagus is empty, and no matter how violently everything shakes, it seems that they are afraid of this place and dare not approach it.You subconsciously look back, only to see the original wishing sign in the center of gravity, and the words written on it have changed to "So we sacrifice the ghost with blood".

You didn't dare to read any more, just blinked.

God's light cannot reach the abyss, so we sacrifice blood to the ghosts.

Brother Hei cast a puzzled look, you quickly put your hands next to the coffin lid, and both of you exerted force at the same time.

It is undeniable that there is a trace of hesitation in your heart.But at this time, is there another way to choose?

The lid of the coffin is very heavy, and you have used all your strength, and the veins in your arms are popping up.Finally, with the sound of "rumbling", a crack opened in the sarcophagus.

What will it be inside, organs, corpses, or grieving ghosts?

You hold your breath, tensing up.Brother Hei's knife was hanging on the coffin, ready to stab at any time.

But it was quiet inside, and there was no movement.

After a few seconds, you carefully removed the coffin lid completely.

Empty, nothing.

But maybe not before.

There is a strange figure engraved on the bottom of the coffin. He has the ears and horns of a goat, and many thin belts are wrapped around his neck. The pupils of his eyes are extremely large, almost filling the eye sockets, and there are no pupils.His face was angry, and his fangs were exposed under his lips.

And his lips were painted dark brown, the only color on the portrait.

"Human blood." Brother Hei said.

You have no doubts about his judgment.

You glanced at the coffin lid that was set aside, the inside facing up, and you could clearly see many scratches on the edges and dried blood.

It's like, someone was once trapped in a coffin, struggling with all his might.

What happened to that person?

You shudder.

You can:

A front bar, cutting off the portrait with a knife

B offers a sacrifice and puts the blood of two people on the lips of the portrait

C points the pupils and smears the blood of the two people in the eyeballs of the portrait

D didn't want to look at it, covered the face of the portrait, and then lay down together in the coffin