Cover your eyes, plug your ears, and don't reveal any information about the mission to anyone. You can only repeat your own name.
Chen Ge walked for a long time through the silent darkness. He tried to recall the Haunted House's floor plan, but gradually realized something terrifying: he didn't seem to be inside the Haunted House anymore.
He had no idea where he was. He couldn't communicate with anyone or hear a sound. There was nothing around him but darkness.
A bone-chilling cold seeped into his heart, and Chen Ge finally stopped.
"Am I still inside the Haunted House?"
For the first time, Chen Ge felt like a stranger in his own Haunted House.
"Could I have left the Haunted House when I opened one of those doors?"
Terrifying thoughts kept surfacing in his mind. Chen Ge didn't know what awaited him up ahead, much less when he would find the real door.
Feeling his way through the darkness, he tried to open any door he could touch when he couldn't see any hope.
Chen Ge had the feeling that he had been through this before. The nightmare-level daily mission called "The Door" seemed to be trying to tell him something.
In the absolute darkness and silence, time slowly lost all meaning. Chen Ge's body grew stiff, and his skin was frighteningly cold. Memories from his past kept flashing through his mind, and that inexplicable sense of familiarity grew stronger.
"Chen Ge?"
He kept calling his own name, repeating the same action over and over.
The surroundings grew quieter and colder. Chen Ge's steps gradually slowed, and a terrible thought came to him: if he kept walking like this, he might never make it back.
His thoughts grew sluggish, and his mind started to wander uncontrollably. Chen Ge felt