cross

The carnival chair is a red iron chair with several bazookas installed behind it.

I was bound by thorns, and the sharp wooden thorns could feel the pricking pain through the cloth.Since these thorns seem to be very thin but are actually not strong, I just gave up the imageless struggle and sat on the chair peacefully.

A palm-sized round clock above the head is ticking, indicating that the "time of death" is approaching.The new supervisor stood not far away with a western knife in his hand, his beautiful but cold blue eyes swept around from time to time.

I just had a chance to observe him carefully.His dress, behavior, and temperament all bear the traces of the aristocratic class, and the long knife in his hand also wears a hand guard with exquisite carvings - I am familiar with these, which makes me suspect that his identity is not a mystery An unpredictable overseer, but a child from an ancient family in England like me.His every move is elegant and calm, with an inherent nobility, a grace engraved in his bones.

After all, he looks too much like a "human".

He looks too beautiful, so beautiful that he can only be described as "beautiful" instead of "handsome", like the best and most elaborate porcelain, with the long knife in his hand with sharp bones, the beauty is cold and alienated.

He hit people with the back of a knife—it should be to avoid accidentally killing the survivors by mistake while chasing them, but using a weapon like a knife will inevitably lead to accidental injuries.When he hit me, the sharp blade cut through my pocket, and I imagined in my mind what would happen if the blade was a little bit off, and I couldn't help but feel heartache.

There was a blunt pain coming from his back all the time. He was merciless in his strikes, probably not as powerful as the clown and some other regulators—if the clown hit me, maybe he could hit me directly. fly out.

I thought so, but my eyes couldn't help being attracted by the ground under his feet.Wherever he walked, there were glowing traces of light, which took a long time to dissipate.I don't know what that is, maybe it's his ability?

Time passed by, neither he nor I made a sound, and the air was so quiet that it almost froze.My palms were full of sweat, and the beeping sound of the clock seemed to be amplified in my ears. I could already imagine how embarrassing I would be screaming when I sat on a carnival chair and was taken up into the sky by a rocket launcher.The new supervisor glanced at me, and finally stopped guarding the carnival chair, and walked slowly in one direction.

I watched his figure completely leave my sight step by step, slowly clenched my fists, and my heartbeat rose again with the sound of the clock ticking.Maybe in the next second, the carnival chair will start.Am I going to be eliminated?

In desperation, I accidentally saw a cowering figure in my eyes. A man with a backpack hid behind the bunker of the abandoned wall and looked left and right. After confirming that there was no danger, he ran towards me in a small step.

"Miss Beth Fernley!"

I recognized that this is the survivor who played the game together this time, Mr. Kurt Frank, who calls himself "adventurer".He ran in front of me, looked left and right again, and said, "I'll save you right away!" Then he tore off the thorns that bound me so that I couldn't move.I was free again, and jumped out of the carnival chair immediately, with the joy of being alive after the disaster.I noticed that his hand was punctured by the thorn, and I thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Frank! Your hand is all right?"

Kurt waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, this little injury won't trouble a brave and fearless adventurer!"

Just as I was about to ask him about the status of other people, the familiar sense of danger suddenly enveloped him.Unlike us who were stunned, the supervisor who came suddenly turned his wrist calmly, and my hairs suddenly stood on end!

"...Run!" Dodging the oncoming knife in embarrassment, I shouted to Kurt: "Run away!"

"Oh!" The adventurer finally came to his senses, turned and ran to the other side: "Be careful, Miss Beth Fenley!"

Kurt and I fled in opposite directions, running wildly for our lives.How did the regulators suddenly appear?Obviously he has gone a long way just now!

Although the adventurer often claims that he has been in and out of the "dragon's lair", but with his timid character, how dare he come to save people if he is not sure about his safety?

I couldn't figure it out, and I didn't have the energy to think about it. I ran far away in one breath, only to find that the premonition of crisis that every survivor had had slowly calmed down.

The supervisor didn't choose to chase me?

Perhaps inexperienced?

Maybe seeing that I was injured, I couldn't run very far, and thought I was nothing to worry about?

It doesn't make sense, but I'm safe anyway.I couldn't help but feel a little grateful in my heart, and while praying for Mr. Frank, I identified the direction.

There is only the last cipher machine left, and if you unlock it, you can open the door and escape.One of the four survivors participating in this game has been eliminated. I must escape from here alive!

Thinking of this, I began to recall in my mind where the cipher machine was released.I actually remember the map of the Red Church very clearly, as long as I calm down, I can quickly identify the route.

There was a sudden "click" in my ear.

I was taken aback, and quickly looked around, only to see a camera in an open space not far away, which was incompatible with the surrounding scenery.A rectangular light curtain is suspended in front of the camera, on which a certain part of the church is frozen like a photo.

Is this something that regulator made?

I wasn't sure what it was for a while, and I didn't dare to approach it rashly, but I suddenly remembered that I had heard such a sound at the beginning of the game, and then the lawyer who participated in the escape game was caught by the regulators!

When I think of the lawyers who have been eliminated, my face can't help but change, and bad thoughts arise in my heart.The next second, a man's scream resounded through the sky... It was Kurt Frank!

I hurriedly looked in the direction where the sound came from, but from a long distance, a red silhouette appeared in my field of vision, which was the shape of a carnival chair.Poor Mr. Adventurer now repeats what happened to me before, and has been hung on the carnival chair.At the same second, a loud siren sounded over the church—the last cipher machine was deciphered!

Five cipher machines have been deciphered, and the escape door is about to be powered on. Enter the code to open the door and escape.

Looking at the red silhouette, I was suddenly caught in a dilemma: should I open the door, or save people?

To be honest, I still have a little self-knowledge about my skills. If the supervisor appeared in an instant like just now, it would be almost impossible for me to escape.But Mr. Frank was arrested to save me, and my conscience, which was thrown into the corner, was still faintly disturbed.In Odiris Manor, survivors are only responsible for their own lives, and everyone has a tacit understanding that they will not lose their lives for others.If the Overseer hadn't left by then, Kurt Frank wouldn't have rescued me, and I would have... same.I gritted my teeth and stared at the outline: It depends on your luck now.

I ran towards a power gate, and sure enough, there I saw a mechanic I hadn't seen in an entire game.It was a thin girl who was not very courageous, and was typing in the password quickly.

When I walked over, she was startled, but seeing me calm down quickly, she breathed a sigh of relief: "You escaped too?"

I don't want to correct her that we're still in the church, it's not really an escape, because I can't wait to enter the password and run out in a second. "Mr. Frank was captured, Tracy, can you release your puppet to rescue him?" I begged, "I will go too."

Tracy turned her head, looked at me with some surprise, then looked at the red outline.The supervisor has already left the carnival chair where the adventurer is tied, and if he rushes there in time, he might be able to save him.She nodded: "Okay, but I won't wait for you..."

She whispered: "If you fail, I will leave by myself."

I rushed towards Kurt with the puppet.Tracy is truly a genius mechanic, I've never seen a mechanic with a golem as flexible as hers.I asked the puppet to save people, and then opened the door on the other side by myself.

There are two escape doors, one of which is not far from the adventurer.I came to the closed door and quickly entered the password.

Just after pressing a few numbers, another scream came from a distance, and my face turned pale: Tracy was arrested!

Looking in the direction of the adventurer, the puppet didn't have time to save Frank.I took one look at the door I didn't have time to open, and rushed to save Frank... Thank goodness!Still caught up before the Rave Chairs launch!

I feel like I'm dancing on a tightrope, racing against death.I heard the footsteps of the supervisor approaching one after another, together with the beating heartbeat, it was like the bell when death came, and the sound was deafening.The adventurer struggled desperately on the carnival chair, seeing ecstasy in my eyes, and then turned into despair when he saw the supervisor behind.I rushed up and pulled away the thorns that were in the way, pulled him up and ran: "Go!"

Footsteps followed.

Why so fast?

I ran like hell, praying that Tracy would open the door.When we were going through the ruins, Kurt and I ran into the side road, but I couldn't care less.I risked my life to rescue him from the carnival chair, and I have paid back the favor. Whether he or I want to escape, we can only resign ourselves to fate.

Running to the door, the door didn't open.However, Tracy had almost entered the password before, and I stepped forward to enter the last few numbers, and the closed iron door made a sound of the mechanism opening.

Relieved, I watched the door slowly open and noticed that the outline of the carnival chair representing Tracy had disappeared.She must have recalled the puppet and successfully saved herself, right?With that in mind, I stepped into the door.

"what!"

Kurt still failed to run over before being overtaken by the supervisor.I paused, and then, another familiar scream sounded.

I was startled and held onto the wall inside the door, my face paled and I remembered that it was Tracy's voice.So... am I the only one left?I didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly walked out along the path outside the door.

This game is finally over.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a memory of the last game, in short, a bunch of mistakes :)

There are private settings in this article, such as Yomi cutting people with the back of a knife or something.Once again, there is a foreshadowing. If someone has watched "The Farm of Gods and Demons", they may be able to guess a little bit (but I guess I can't guess >_<).

It was originally said to be a short and medium story, but judging from the current situation, it is estimated to be a medium and long story, because the five chapters cannot be finished, and the fifteen chapters... are not sure.

Okay, ignore the bunch of nonsense in front of you.The heroine is aristocratic, semi-weak (that is better than the blind female mechanic), and has a photographic memory (the speed of deciphering is accelerated, and the speed of deciphering is slowed down by being frightened).

The mechanic who failed to save himself: mmp!

Adventurer: 3 Weaknesses in one game Did I say anything?