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The corridor turns to the right, and there's a door on the right side.

"What's behind the door?"

Listening to the eerie creaking of the swaying, rusty lamp, Wang Zi cautiously pushed the door, but it didn't open.

"Do I need to find a key to open it?"

That's usually how puzzle games work.

However, he had carefully examined everything he encountered along the way, but the cabinets and drawers were not interactive, and he didn't find a key.

Walking forward to the area under the lamp, judging from the coat rack next to the door, this door should be the main entrance of the house.

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He pushed it, but it still didn't open.

Wang Zi secretly guessed, "Maybe the final goal is to find the key and escape from the front door?"

On the shelf facing the front door, there was a wedding photo of a couple, the woman in a white wedding dress and the man in a handsome suit, cuddling together, their faces full of happy smiles, but the rotten banana next to the wedding photo somewhat spoiled the perfect atmosphere.

The annoying buzzing of the electricity kept ringing, Wang Zi frowned and continued to walk into the darkness ahead.

Ahead was an open door, connected to a downward staircase, the surrounding walls were dirty and dark, and at the end hung a dim white light, barely illuminating a door below.

"Is this the basement of the room? Maybe the key is here."

After entering the staircase, the electrical noise and the sound of the lamp swaying immediately diminished, and only the dull echo of footsteps on the stairs could be heard.

"Phew."

Looking at the door ahead, Wang Zi inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. Although there was no jump scare just now, he always felt that the environment was very depressing and uncomfortable.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Wang Zi was stunned.

Before him was a corridor that was no different from the previous one.

"Is this really 'The Corridor'? An infinite loop? Do I have to keep going around in circles in this house?"

The white light was a bit dazzling, but it also made people feel safe.

This time, there seemed to be some slight changes. The radio still showed the time "23:59", but it wasn't playing the news anymore.

And there was also the sound of the clock ticking, "tick, tock", which was also different from last time.

Passing the window with the sound of heavy rain, turning right, it was still the swaying lamp. Wang Zi had gradually become accustomed to its eerie, rusty sound.

The door at the end of the corridor was closed this time. He subconsciously wanted to push it open and enter the next cycle, but found that the wooden door didn't budge.

Something unexpected happened. Wang Zi looked at the gloomy wooden door and was about to turn back, but suddenly became a little paranoid: "They haven't tried to scare me for so long, are they going to give me a jump scare when I'm not prepared?"

Thinking this, he inexplicably felt a chill down the back of his neck, and his heart beat faster.

Wang Zi narrowed his eyes warily, moving the mouse little by little, watching the scenery in the lens change from the wooden door to the photo frame to the corner of the cabinet—and then suddenly turned around completely!

He was ready for a scare, but nothing happened.

Wang Zi's brow gradually relaxed, his body relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief, laughing at himself: "Am I getting a little neurotic?"

Wang Zi didn't know that it wasn't that he was neurotic, but that the carefully designed environment was subtly guiding him.

The cabinets and walls were dirty, but it was just ordinary dirt, which made people feel a little disgusted and uncomfortable, but not scared.

The bright, even dazzling lights made people feel safe, while the places without lights were dark. The corridor was bright in some places and dark in others. Although the sound of heavy rain outside the window and the crying of the lamp were uncomfortable, he knew the source of the sounds and knew that it was safe.

The extremely realistic picture would give players an extraordinary sense of immersion, and the contradictory judgments of perception, coupled with the oppressive atmosphere brought by the narrow corridor itself, would give people's brains a sense of confusion, not knowing which judgment was correct, and the subconscious gradually began to feel uneasy and irritable, wanting to get out of here as soon as possible.

It can be said that the longer you stay, the more the tension and irritability will continue to escalate.

Wang Zi remembered that when he saw the repeating environment just now, he subconsciously missed the door at the corner and didn't check it.

"The clue to escape this cycle should be in the door, right?"

Wang Zi walked towards the door at the corner. Just as he took two steps, he suddenly heard a muffled knock, which startled him!

"What the heck!?"

Wang Zi was surprised and uncertain. He really wasn't prepared at all just now.

The knock seemed to be coming from inside the closed corner door!

Who is knocking inside?

Bang!

Wang Zi clearly saw the door panel shake slightly.

The knocking was not loud, nor was it violent, but it made people feel flustered.

If he wants to leave, he has to explore behind the door.

The situation behind the door is completely unknown, and something is slowly knocking on the door.

Wang Zi felt a strong sense of malice and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Damn it!"

He cautiously moved his steps, approaching the door little by little. Each knock was like a knock on his heart.

However, after he got closer, the knocking suddenly disappeared.

Wang Zi mustered up his courage and pushed it!

He was surprised: "Huh?"

Unexpectedly, the door didn't budge and still couldn't be opened.

Why is this?

Wang Zi was really dumbfounded: "Did I miss something before?"

He went back the way he came and explored again. The radio hadn't changed. He walked to the door he came from and tried it, but it wouldn't open. It was a dead end.

He turned around and went through the corridor, carefully poking his head around the corner, afraid that something would suddenly jump out and scare him.

"Eh?"

The door at the end of the corridor had opened at some point.

Wang Zi looked at the open door in disbelief: "Damn, this game is so annoying..."

You could have just opened it directly, why did you have to do all this fancy stuff?

He walked into the dark passage leading down, opened the door, and the same corridor appeared before him.

"Exactly the same..."

Wang Zi muttered. When he walked into the shadows between the two lamps, the area where the radio was, he wanted to walk past quickly, but suddenly heard something and stopped: "What's that sound?"

Bang, bang.

Extremely gentle tapping came from close to his ear, as if someone was scratching and tapping with their fingers on the other side of a hollow wall.

Wang Zi immediately thought of the horror stories of corpses hidden in the walls scratching the walls every night, and felt a chill in his heart. He became nervous and wanted to turn his head to take a look, but didn't dare.

Bang!

The sound got louder.

After the tapping, a long, slow, strange sound, like fingernails scratching wood or a hiccup, rang out.