"The sound of someone running in the escape stairwell in the hallway at night." The boy repeated the last sentence he had just said.
It seemed there was nothing more he could ask him.
Big Shrimp thought for a long time and tried asking about a few more keywords, but the boy only repeated the same answer, so he gave up.
He walked to the door. When he turned the handle, it opened easily.
"Uncle, are you leaving?" the boy suddenly asked.
Big Shrimp looked at the boy, then at the corpse on the floor, and hesitated.
This was probably a key point in the story, so he needed to answer carefully.
"What are you going to do now?" Big Shrimp asked instead of answering.
The boy lowered his head. "I don't know. Mom is dead... Dad is dead too..."
Normally, this was when you should call the police.
"Is there a phone? Let's call the police. I'm the one who killed him," Big Shrimp said.
In the real world, he would never have been able to say that so casually.
"The police?" The boy looked up. "I don't have a phone."
"There's no phone in the house? Do you have a cell phone?" Big Shrimp remembered that he hadn't seen a phone anywhere in the room. The game didn't seem to have shown any communication devices either.
The boy shook his head again. "Turn right when you go outside and walk for ten minutes. You'll see the police station. Uncle, can you come with me?"
Another choice.
Big Shrimp gave the game's logic and the creator's intentions serious thought, considering what kind of answer he should give.
I felt uneasy.
I kept thinking about how the spirit in that game had killed those "players" one by one.
The game's