"Fourth, you must refuse all hugs from the medical staff of the Newborn Ward."
Everyone recalled that rule.
Refuse all hugs.
When they first read that sentence, their immediate reaction had been that the game would probably end in a desperate chase for survival. Doctors and nurses might keep appearing, spreading their arms and trying to hug them, while they would have to do everything in their power to refuse, even flee for their lives.
But now...
Things were nowhere near that simple.
Su Bai couldn't see, which spared him many potential mental influences to some extent. But from Le Shiya's descriptions, he knew that the square loop of corridors made her uncomfortable, and the glaring, shadowless light could even make her dizzy.
Su Bai began to wonder whether this environment might subtly influence the players' mental states.
If they stayed longer... if they were forced to remain here until they were utterly exhausted mentally...
Then, when that time came, what if...
The person you most wanted to see, but could never see again, stood before you and gently opened their arms?
What if it was the mother you had only seen in photographs, yet had imagined meeting countless times...
What if it was your late wife, whom you still couldn't forget, who had died before your eyes...
What if it was the idol adored by everyone, someone beyond your reach in reality, whom you didn't dare dream of meeting...
What if they smiled and held out their hands to you, radiating warmth and a heartbreaking tenderness, and softly said-
"Come on. Come here and let me hug you."
...Could you really refuse?
Su Bai could sense everyone's breathing growing a little heavier. Clearly, they had all noticed something to one degree or another. But no one said it aloud.