nightmare space

Qiu Siwen never dreamed that one day he would travel through time because he took a nap at work.

When his consciousness gradually became clear, he already felt some unusual abnormalities.

A silence.

No human voices, footsteps, mouse clicks...not even breathing.

He raised his head from the crook of his arm, and what he saw was a European-style room, and his arm, which was originally on the desk, was now resting on the desk.

Qiu Siwen's mind went blank for a few seconds.

When he listened to the system sound in his head, his first reaction was not "what the hell is this", but "whether tomorrow's newspaper headline is "Spiritual! Employees of xx company disappeared without reason"".

Amused by his nonsensical thoughts, he shook his head, stood up, moved his numb arms, looked around, and found that this should be a study.

It's just that the bookshelf as big as a wall that should have been filled with books is empty.

Qiu Siwen rummaged around in the room, but there was nothing but a book that had been torn apart and only the first half of it remained, and something like an amulet.

He casually stuffed the amulet into his trouser pocket and flipped through the book.

Disappointingly, the book was largely soaked in blood and the writing was so blurred that it was hardly legible.

He wanted to put the book away, and then lightened his hand, but there was an image of "package" in his mind.

After a few exclamations of wonder, he left the room and began to check one by one along the corridor.

When he walked to the door of the restaurant, he saw a lone doll at the foot of the dining table at a glance.

The feeling of that moment!It's like playing a game and fighting back when the group is almost wiped out!

Filled with joy, Qiu Siwen was about to walk over to get the doll, but suddenly heard a bell that seemed to come from a distance: "Dang——"

For a second—or a few seconds, Qiu Siwen's eyes were completely dark.

He reached out to his eyes, opened, and clenched his fist.

...well, out of sight.

The nose smelled something rotten.

Qiu Siwen couldn't imagine what happened to this castle in the short few seconds from light to darkness.

Relying on the impression just now, he cautiously groped towards the place where the doll was.

He moved in from the door step by step, with his hands stretched forward to prevent bumping into anything, and the rotten smell became stronger and stronger, almost to the point where it was unbearable.

Suddenly, he seemed to have stepped on something under his feet, and it was too late when he realized it.

The thing immediately uttered an inhuman scream, so sharp that it almost burst the eardrum.

Qiu Siwen's brain froze in the high tension, subconsciously covered his ears and ran to the side, knocked over something in a panic, curled up in the corner, not daring to make a sound, even breathing lightly.

He recalled the touch of his feet just now, soft and sticky.Accompanied by the ever-increasing rancid smell, he thought of something not so good...

——What kind of situation is this? It’s so scary! ! ! !

Qiu Siwen's heart was roaring crazily.

"Tap", "Tap".

There were very regular footsteps in the corridor from far to near, mechanical and cold.

is a person?Is it a ghost?

Qiu Siwen didn't dare to take the risk to check, he shrunk himself into a ball, and tried his best to suppress the trembling of his body due to fear.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the restaurant.

Then the "person" came in.

Qiu Siwen thought that he would hear that horrible cry again, but he was wrong.

The footsteps were soft, and they were getting closer and closer to him.

He held his breath, and his brain was working fast - what is that?what do I do?

Qiu Siwen felt a slight heat on his body, and in a flash of inspiration, he remembered the amulet that he put in his trouser pocket casually!

He straightened his upper body slightly so that he could take out the amulet from his pants pocket, and the warm touch let him know that this thing might be useful to the "people" who were close to him.

When Qiu Siwen pinched the amulet in his hand, the footsteps stopped.

He tentatively sent the amulet forward, and the "person" seemed to take a step back.

He breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his hand, but the "man" took another step forward.

Qiu Siwen: "..."

what's the situation? ? ?

He tried again, and when he stretched forward with the amulet, the thing would retreat, but once he withdrew his hand, the thing came up again.

...very...infuriating...

Brown sugar stuck to his things, making Qiu Siwen's forehead almost burst out with blue veins.

He tried his best to ignore that thing, and staggered in the dark room looking for the doll - he said he was looking for it, but he was actually groping on the ground in the direction he remembered.

When he finally got his hands on the fabric, he was on the verge of tears of joy.

A voice sounded in my mind: "The rag doll 4/6 was found."

Eh?Not 1/6?

Soon he figured it out: it should be the other two players who found three.

Just about to slowly touch the door, Qiu Siwen heard the voice in his head: "Player Hao Bing, confirm death."

……What's this?Death notice?

Good soldier?That's probably the same player as him, one of the three.

He tightly clenched the amulet in his hand to suppress the churning in his heart.

This "Nightmare Dimension", is it possible for people to die...

Originally, Qiu Siwen, who had just completed the task with a playful attitude, felt a chill down his back for a moment.

Then he collected himself and continued to grope in the dark.

Not long after, the bell rang and everything was back to normal.

Although the rancid smell had dissipated, the disgusting feeling left a deep psychological shadow on Qiu Siwen.

He put the amulet that had saved his life into the parcel, and began to examine the doll carefully, but he couldn't help thinking about the death notice of "The Good Soldier".

He stared at the doll in his hand, and after a long time, he tore its head off forcefully.

Black mist emerged from the rupture without warning, like a cloud of ink scattered in the water.

Qiu Siwen took a breath, and immediately fell to the ground.

One dark and one bright in front of the eyes, it was actually a live spring palace!

After admiring the movement on the bed - catching rape on the bed - and leaving, he returned to the silent castle.

After basically searching this floor, he walked towards the stairs and met a person head-on.

--one!Live!beautiful!It looks familiar!girls!

——This is not normal!

Qiu Siwen looked vigilant and stared at her for a while, until the other party spoke first: "...the player from Nightmare Space?"

His hanging heart suddenly settled down, and he revealed his true nature for a while: "Emma finally met someone! I'm Qiu Siwen, what's your name, beauty?"

The blond-haired, blue-eyed girl frowned as if she didn't like the title "beauty" very much, and then said, "My name is Xu You. You...have you found a few dolls?"

Qiu Siwen felt a little embarrassed: "I'm ashamed to say that I only found one... um, I found it in the restaurant. But there is a burning fireplace there, and we can burn the dolls there."

"By the way," the girl asked as if remembering something, "Have you ever tried to tear a doll in half?"

Qiu Siwen was a little confused, but he still said honestly: "...Don't mention it, I really tried it."

"Then what did you see?"

"Typical TV drama scene... catching rape in bed..."

Considering that the other party is a girl, he briefly brushed off the erotic part, and then focused on the "death stare of the blonde woman" that impressed him deeply.

After finishing speaking, Qiu Siwen saw Xu You ponder for a while, and took out the doll as a gesture to destroy it. He quickly stopped him and said, "I don't know when the next time the world will change between the outside and the inside. Let's find a room and do it."

He led Xu You to a bedroom on this floor, and then the two sat on the floor facing each other.

Looking at the girl in front of him who looked more and more beautiful under the soft light, Qiu Siwen couldn't help but blush.

The author has something to say:

If there are no accidents in the future, it will be changed once a day or once every two days.

Although I occasionally get stuck, and then struggle for a long time.