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Ring-ring-ring--

Ring-ring-ring--

Ring-ring-ring--

In the pitch-black screen, a melodious telephone ring sounded.

It seemed to move, starting faint in the distance, slowly growing until it rang clearly by the ear.

Then came a soft click.

The phone was picked up.

A somewhat mature female voice spoke from it.

[Hey, Dwayne, it's your neighbor.]

[I noticed you haven't come out of your house for almost three weeks.]

[Sorry, I'm a bit worried, is everything--]

But at that moment, the screen began to flicker, like a signal malfunction, filled with static.

At the same time, this mature female voice instantly turned into a witch-like shrill tone.

She first let out a creepy, eerie laugh, then spoke a baffling sentence.

[She will take over your body and erode your brain.]

[Hehehehe hahaha. Ha.!]

[Oh~ Dwayne~]

[These years have flown by so fast, time is like a bitch, ticking away. Ticking away without stopping.]

[It reminds me of... that little girl named Lucy.]

As the words faded, the darkness receded, and a new scene appeared.

Xin Xin, sitting in front of the computer, smacked her lips and wet them.

This eerie dialogue left her somewhat dazed.

As the witch-like shrill voice disappeared, a small, dim room filled with various dolls slowly emerged. It wasn't hard to tell the owner of this room was a cute little girl.

At the same time, sheets of note paper fluttered down.

They were covered in black stick-figure doodles.

One of them quickly swept past, slowing down as it passed the camera. It showed a stick-figure girl with a blank, seemingly unhappy expression. Above her head was a line of text.

'I'm Lucy.'

I am Lucy.

Xin Xin naturally understood English, so she translated it in her mind instantly.

Is this an introduction?

Xin Xin wasn't sure and continued watching.

A second piece of paper drifted down, slowing as it passed the camera.

The drawing showed the stick-figure girl sitting on a stick-figure sofa watching TV, but the TV in front of her spoke a line that shouldn't have appeared.

'Hello, Lucy.'

Hello, Lucy.

Xin Xin still didn't understand what this meant. What was the significance of this drawing?

Then she saw the third piece of paper float down. The drawing again showed the stick-figure girl. Behind her was a radio.

But that radio spoke words like a person.

'I want to be your friend, Lucy.'

I want to be your friend, Lucy.

Xin Xin continued translating in her mind.

But then, the music changed.

It grew heavy, grew eerie, sending a chill through her.

At the same time, a low whispering sound effect slowly rose as background noise.

[Lucy.]

[I'm here, Lucy.]

[They're bad, Lucy.]

[I'm your friend, Lucy.]

[Your parents don't love you, Lucy.]

[Don't tell anyone, Lucy.]

[Kill it. Lucy]

[Do it. Lucy]

[Kill it.]

[Do it.]

These whispered murmurs repeated like demonic voices, layered with an echo effect that made Xin Xin's hair stand on end.

They also told her that what came next might be different from before.

Accompanied by this chilling whisper, another sheet of paper drifted down.

The fourth sheet fell.

The drawing on it was a simple stick-figure little girl playing with blocks. But behind her, inside the television, a humanoid shadow drawn in crayon emerged, its face twisted into a creepy grin.

The fifth sheet fell.

Still the same stick-figure little girl, but her face was no longer blank and expressionless—it was filled with hatred and ferocity.

The sixth sheet fell.

On it was a massive humanoid shadow, its hand firmly gripping a treehouse. Inside was the stick-figure little girl.

This scene was like a bird in a cage, toyed with, played with, controlled at will.

The seventh sheet fell.

On it, the stick-figure little girl had completely merged with the humanoid shadow wearing that creepy grin. Beside them was a birdcage containing a bird named "Peck."

The eighth sheet fell.

The birdcage was overturned, and "Peck" inside was split in two, one half clutched in the stick-figure little girl's hand.

The paper was covered in Die, Die, Die, Die, making Xin Xin's eyes go wide.

The next instant, the scene abruptly shifted to a narrow, pitch-black corridor.

A pair of hands appeared in the camera's view, as if it was now the player's perspective.

In the left hand was a camera. In the right, a lit lighter.

On either side were solid, thick white walls.

Above, a flickering incandescent lamp.

The white light and the orange glow of the lighter cast a harsh reflection off the wooden floor.

It had a strangely unique atmosphere.

At that moment, the camera shutter clicked, and the flash burst.

In that blink of an eye, the flash revealed large, horrifying black graffiti scrawled across the white walls on both sides.

At the same time, a doorless room like an abyss appeared at the end of the corridor.

From within it, a little girl staggered out—hunched over, with dry, tangled hair, tattered clothes, and missing her lower jaw.

She made a sound like water being drawn from a dry well, echoing through the dead-silent corridor, reverberating endlessly.

Her grimy feet stepped onto the reflective floor, producing a piercing creak—screech—sound.

As her body came under the incandescent light, the lamp seemed to be disturbed by something. With a crack, it went out instantly.

In that moment, the surroundings plunged into an impenetrable darkness, with only the faint, insecure glow of the lighter in her hand.

But the creaking floorboards drawing closer and the bone-chilling wails echoing in her mind kept hammering at her brain—it meant that little girl was right there in the darkness ahead!

And she was approaching!

"Whoa. That's a ghost!"

Xin Xin's pupils dilated as she was stunned by what she saw.

She had thought this game might feature deformed monsters again, or semi-transparent ghosts like in "Dark Forest."

After all, those crappy horror games before had all been like that, including this one called Shuo Guang.

Until now, she had never seen a real ghost in a horror game, because they couldn't pull it off—it was always some random nonsense.

But she never expected this game to actually have a real vengeful spirit!

A real ghost!

The viewers in the livestream saw this and immediately flooded the chat with comments.

"Holy crap! In my lifetime, I actually saw a real ghost in a horror game!"

"Damn, with this quality, this ghost design, I dare anyone to play this!"

"Holy shit, those two white walls were completely covered in graffiti the instant the camera flash went off—that's so damn creative!!"

"Help! I thought I was brave, I was only startled when the ghost appeared, but then the light went out and the sound kept getting closer, pitch black and nothing to see—I couldn't take it! I just want to run!"

"Don't worry, guys, this game clearly has the protagonist fighting ghosts. Just don't know what the weapon is yet—could be a knife, or a gun."

Xin Xin ignored the livestream comments. She had even stopped eating, her eyes fixed on the video, curious about what would happen next.

At this moment, after the ghost appeared, the music in the preview gradually rose in tempo, as if signaling that the situation was growing dire and danger was imminent.

The player's perspective seemed startled as well, quickly turning around, trying to flee from the darkness ahead and the little girl Vengeful Spirit hiding within it.

Behind them stretched a spiraling, twisted corridor dripping with blood.

One by one, Incandescent Lamps illuminated the passage, while Radios lay scattered about, abandoned and unattended.

The walls on either side were no longer clean and white. Instead, they were covered in flesh and blood vessels.

On the reflective floor, a thick, winding, and endless crimson umbilical cord was exposed!

The player's perspective, holding a camera and a lighter, began a desperate sprint down this spiraling, twisted corridor.

And along the way, the Radios scattered beside the umbilical cord suddenly crackled to life.

From them came a steady male voice.

[Dolores's symptoms are getting worse.]

[The Doctor tells me she has schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, psychosis, dementia, and other ailments.]

[It seems treatment only makes things worse.]

[Just like that little girl named Lucy once did.]

[She's been detached from reality for a long time.]

[She barely remembers me anymore.]

[Today, she told me she heard her own voice coming from the baby monitor, muttering a string of numbers.]

[How is that possible?]

[She says she can always hear her own crying through the baby monitor, even when it's turned off.]

[It seems Dolores has gone mad.]

[I can't take it anymore.]

Watching the fleeing camera shot in the preview, Xin Xin's heart was in her throat.

These Radios along the way kept narrating the situation of a woman named Dolores.

Through the fragments of words, she vaguely understood something.

But what did that have to do with the little girl Lucy!?

Xin Xin was puzzled, but it was just a preview, so being confused was normal.

At this moment, the twisted passage gradually returned to normal as the fleeing continued.

And ahead, a door suddenly appeared!

The camera perspective rushed over quickly and yanked it open.

Then—

A pair of pale hands reached out, and inside, there was a pale, grinning face.

Ah—!!

"Holy crap!"

Two sounds rang out.

One was a man's scream of terror, the other a woman's startled cry.

Xin Xin, in front of her computer, was violently startled.

She had already been on high alert, just waiting for the perspective in the preview to escape smoothly.

But she never expected a door-jump scare!

This sudden appearance combined with sound effects directly made her little heart skip two beats, forcing her to repeatedly pat her ample chest and take deep breaths.

Her anime avatar also had a shadow cast over its eyes, showing that she had been frightened.

At this moment, the preview went Pitch Black, clearly indicating the perspective had been blinded.

Only a woman's voice could be heard.

[Darling. Have you seen my child?]

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