stay away from that sick girl

Over the next few days, they take turns in an almost never-ending relay race, with your body tossed and tossed.They dress you in everything they want to see, occasionally put a pink blindfold and gag on you, take turns touching your body, and make you guess who is next to you now.

In the midst of this never-ending purgatory, you suddenly remembered something.

That's right, you are a fast traveler. Since this world has collapsed, why don't you just go to the next world?

What about the system that issues tasks to you?

You tried to call that system in your mind, not only did you get no response at all, but you were forced to sleep together all night by the bamboo horse with the reason of "are you looking at me".

At the end of the day, you have to admit one thing - you really are totally stuck in this world.

What day is this?You don't know, but maybe calculating dates just doesn't make sense anymore.

Over time, you have learned to feign obedience.Your treatment has gradually improved, from a dark basement to a sunny room, and finally, you have the qualification to walk in the entire villa.

Although I was often picked up suddenly by one of those four people while walking, it was still a rare freedom.

You probably know where this "freedom" comes from—I'm afraid, even if you escape from this house now, it won't be of any use.

Suddenly, you see a shadow pass by the window.That shadow is so familiar that you can't help but run to the window and examine it carefully.

"What's the matter?" Brother came over, hugged you from behind, held your hands, and smiled a little, "Did you see something?"

You thought about it and shook your head.

If he wanted to save himself, he must have come a long time ago. Why did he have to come here now—a day when all four of them were in the villa?

I must have read it wrong, maybe it was just a big bird.

Soon, you will be slapped in the face.

Really Mr. Killer.

It is now 11:55 at night, you helplessly look at Mr. Killer who crawls in from nowhere, and sigh.

"You go away..." You thought for a while, and explained to him responsibly, "I promise, they let you in on purpose. Last time they let three people in on purpose, and in the end they let you in about five." A fierce dog..."

You bit your lower lip, you couldn't bear to recall the bloody scene.

"12 o'clock is their ruling time. If you don't want to die, just go." You paused, and offered your blessing to this, the only normal person you met in this world, "I wish you have... glorious future."

Mr. Killer, who had been silent all this time, suddenly began to speak.He frowned handsomely, and uttered the long speech you are used to.

"Hey? Haven't I already confessed to you? How can a life without you be called a good life?" He opened and closed his elegant mouth like an ink painting, and started circling around you, "They will give you Wearing this? Pink dress? I remember you don't like pink, are these people crazy? Can you get some sun now? Is the little energy by the window really enough every day? Do you exercise every day? I am Except for the ones on the bed. Hey, if you don’t exercise enough, your calves are easy to shrink.”

You blinked, overwhelmed by the question that came your way.

Mr. Killer talks to you so normally that it makes you feel like you have returned to "everyday life".

He stopped abruptly, as if realizing that this was not a good time for homework.

"In short," Mr. Killer glanced at you, "maybe you can't understand what I'm talking about, but I have to briefly tell you three things."

"First of all, I was released only today."

You froze for a moment, then realized you were talking about another personality in your body.

"Secondly, I figured out what it was all about."

You can't understand.

"Finally," Mr. Killer even turned the knife in his hand easily, "Did you say that 12 o'clock is their ruling time?"

You nodded obediently.

"Great," Mr. Killer showed a healthy, goofy smile with eight big white teeth, "because it won't be 12 o'clock today."

"The next day, it won't come again."