"Fate Is Already Decided."
Those four blood-red words appeared in the dark worlds before the five selected Players!
The words looked as though they had been written in blood, almost ready to drip.
No... they were already dripping!
Although the five were each in a different space, they experienced exactly the same thing: the four words, "Fate Is Already Decided," formed from blood, eerily melted before their eyes and vanished.
The next instant, all the light that had gone out returned!
Xia Nan, Liu Jingqing, Yue Qiuchi, Cao Xiangrong, and Su Yu abruptly snapped out of it and checked the time... exactly midnight!
What happened?
Did that mean our fates had been decided?
Where were our fates?
Everyone's mind went blank. How could this be... this was completely different from what either side had anticipated!
This Ghost Story had indeed assigned them fates, but... they couldn't see their own fates at all!
In other words, even if their fates specified when and how they would die, they had no idea! How were they supposed to play?
"Qiuchi? Qiuchi?!"
At the mahjong table, a woman tapped the tabletop. "Hurry up and play! What are you spacing out for?"
Yue Qiuchi's face was covered in cold sweat and horribly pale. She looked at the three friends around the mahjong table and asked, "Didn't the power just go out? I... I was waiting..."
"The power went out? What are you talking about?"
The other three exchanged glances. After looking at her complexion, they asked in confusion, "Qiuchi, are you feeling unwell?"
"N-no... I'm fine..." Yue Qiuchi's heart tightened. Wasn't that a power outage just now? Was it a supernatural phenomenon that only affected Players?
Then why did it "confiscate" my light?
"I think you should go wash your face. Look at you, you're