Red... red!
What was red in this villa?
Tan Murong thought anxiously. If it was something naturally red, vegetables and fruit were generally the most common options-tomatoes, red apples, and the like.
As for manufactured items, that was more random. Clothes could be red, a dictionary cover could be red, a bow could be red, but... everyone had taken a quick look around the entire villa earlier, and there had been nothing like that!
The kitchen hadn't even had any cookware, let alone fruit and vegetables. As for things like clothes, those had been even less likely...
Wait... hang on... that wasn't right!
Tan Murong suddenly realized that after the game started and the lights went out and came back on, the number of things inside the villa had abruptly increased.
It was as though someone had still been living in this villa just a second ago. Traces of daily life were everywhere!
What was going on... had the villa's time and space been rewound?
Could the family in the Opening Lines have actually lived in this villa?
Only, because they played a bizarre game, some unimaginable, horrifying transformation occurred here, giving rise to the ghost story...
Could that be it?
That little girl... seemed very much like the "I" in the Opening Lines.
Thinking back carefully now, the first sentence of the Opening Lines had been: [Dad said only good children get candy.].
Dad had started this game.
Then...
[But Dad always prepared one piece of candy too few.]
[The first time, Mom didn't get any.]
Mom hadn't gotten candy in the first round. Was the terrifying woman who had appeared on the villa's courtyard wall just now Mom?
In any case... she didn't look like the older sister. She was dressed entirely like a middle-aged woman. She very