Chapter 92

The dirty walls frame a narrow space, making it almost impossible for people in the room to breathe.

Deep and thick darkness surged in the room, and the whole room was filled with a cold smell of decay, mixed with the heavy smell of blood rusty, spreading unknown signals.

The cold and gloomy breath seeps into the texture of the skin and glides down the respiratory tract to the internal organs of the lungs. It seems that a cold stone has sunk into the five viscera, and even a stream of uncomfortable Yin cold appears in the bone seams.

Mo Yi subconsciously shrunk his shoulders and felt a layer of goose bumps on his back.

At this time, he seemed to think of something, lowered his head and opened the backpack he had brought from the real world. The props he had bought before his last copy had disappeared, and the deliberately emptied interlayer was empty.

Mo Yi picked up a flashlight and ran around the room to make sure there wasn't a huge butterfly in the room.

Mo Yi takes a breath of cool air, and a chill suddenly rises from the bottom of his feet and rushes to the top of his head.

Its huge and twisted body covers most of the room. The huge pattern on its wings is like a godless eye gazing at Mo Yi standing in the middle of the room. Its long curved tentacles extend to the ceiling.

This dead, twisted, weird insect is carved deep into the wall with its nails and flesh. It's weird and ugly.

In the corner of the wall, several crooked words were written with blood:

"stop"

blood flowed down the wall from the depression of the word, which looked like a wound cut by a sharp blade, while blood gushed from the wall along the wound.

Mo Yi's finger holding the flashlight tightened slightly. He took a deep breath to make sure that there was nothing else worth his attention in the room, so he turned and walked out to the door.

I don't know why This copy also * blocked keywords * quiet some.

There is no noisy voice of players talking, and there is no other sound. Although he knows that the copy is opened after all players arrive, Mo Yi always has a sense of uneasiness that is hard to dispel.

It's like being completely isolated.

The silence and darkness around him give him the illusion of being on an island.

There was no life, no sound, only the huge ugly insect on the wall of the room behind him, staring at him with godless eyes in the dark.

This copy gives him the feeling It's very uncomfortable.

Mo Yi pressed his lips and pushed open the half closed door to go out. There was a long corridor outside. Both sides were dark and could not see the bottom. It was like a huge open mouth lying quietly waiting for the arrival of the next victim.

In the weak light of the flashlight, the whole corridor is in a mess. The messy tables and chairs are overturned in the corridor, and countless dirty documents and papers are scattered on the ground. The wheelchair with restraint belt falls down on the side, and the broken belt lies on the ground miserably.

There were messy bloodstains on the ground and on the walls, and dried blood footprints on the ground, extending to the end of the dark corridor.

Mo Yi took a step towards that place. He accidentally bumped into the wheelchair on the ground. The hollow and harsh metal sound sounded in the corridor, which was particularly clear in the silence.

Suddenly, without warning, the mechanical female voice sounded:

"Hello, welcome to the big live escape game - stay alive."

Mo Yi's mind was exploded by the chaotic information, which was almost impossible for him to sort out for a moment. The uneasiness that he had suppressed and ignored just now surged up like mud on the bottom of the river and occupied his thoughts.

A copy of this time

In the case of no players meeting -

opened.

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