In the hallway, March 7th stretched and yawned. "So tired~ I just want to collapse into a soft bed and sleep. It feels like every ti we go on a Trailblaze Mission, the first day is always exhausting, isn't it, Dan Heng?"
Dan Heng replied, "That's because you have too much energy."
Pei Guang added, "The most important thing now is to sleep!"
Stelle agreed, "Sleep!"
March 7th looked at Pei Guang and Stelle. "I have this feeling that you two are hiding sothing. Spill it! Are you planning to go out tonight?"
Hearing this, Pei Guang declared with righteous conviction, "I definitely won't be going out tonight!"
Stelle also said seriously, "There's nothing interesting in this city and there are no enemies to practice against!"
March 7th hesitated, looking at them. "Really?"
Dan Heng reminded them, "Get so rest. We have important matters to attend to tomorrow."
March 7th nodded with a smile. "Of course. I'll make sure to get a good rest~ Hmm, too bad. If things went this smoothly, I would have lost the bet with Ah Guang."
Pei Guang's eyes sparkled. "Maybe my luck has improved in the ga. Who would have thought I could win the bet!"
March 7th teased, "Maybe~ Anyway, let's just go to sleep~"
The four of them chatted idly in the hallway before heading into their respective rooms.
As the doors closed, March 7th quietly opened a crack in her door, observing that Stelle and Dan Heng had already entered their rooms. She then tiptoed to Pei Guang's room door.
She gently turned the doorknob, finding that Pei Guang's room door was unlocked, and she opened it with ease.
But as soon as she opened the door, she noticed Pei Guang staring intently at a wardrobe.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing Pei Guang's serious expression, March 7th asked curiously, "Is there sothing unusual about this wardrobe?"
Pei Guang shook his head. "No unusual signs, definitely! It's just a wardrobe."
Pei Guang opened the wardrobe, leaned against it, and gently touched and slled it. "In terms of touch and sll, it's a perfect wardrobe. Appearance, capacity, feel, material, sll—there's nothing I can imagine that's more perfect than this."
March 7th said, "It does look like a nice wardrobe… Wait? Can the sll be used to judge the quality of a wardrobe?"
Pei Guang nodded. "Yes, it really slls good. It's not just the usual sandalwood or any natural material scent but a completely synthetic, chemically derived delightful fragrance. It's so tempting, truly so tempting."
March 7th pondered, "Isn't that normal? Artificial materials often have a chemical sll. Isn't that just ordinary?"
Pei Guang shook his head. "No! It's very special. You know what? You made a very correct decision by coming to my room."
March 7th asked, "What's happening?"
Pei Guang spoke gravely. "Just because nothing has happened now doesn't an nothing will happen later!"
March 7th responded, "What kind of nonsense is that?"
Pei Guang said seriously, "From my years of gaming experience, strange things often happen in unfamiliar hotels. Like chainsaw-wielding maniacs or ghosts crawling out of televisions. They are bizarre, terrifying, and have their own unique rules. Even the strongest person can't do anything about them."
March 7th swallowed nervously. "Are you... serious? Don't scare !"
Pei Guang nodded. "Yes, that's my experience. Hotels in remote areas that seem normal often hide danger. Among countless dangers, such a perfect wardrobe could be the key to our solution."
For gars, a wardrobe, especially one that can be opened, provides a sense of security almost as much as having a weapon. Although Pei Guang currently had only a wooden sword, seeing such a perfect wardrobe made him show a longing expression.
This is the feeling every horror ga player has when they see a wardrobe, trash can, or under a bed. Recalling that night in the ntal hospital, wardrobes and beds had saved him countless tis.
To him, seeing such a perfect wardrobe here felt as comforting as returning ho.
"Ah~ I'm coming in~ Wardrobe!"
Pei Guang couldn't restrain his impulse. Any player would want to experience such a perfect wardrobe for themselves.
Left foot, right foot, turn around, deep breath—his smooth actions left March 7th astonished. Pei Guang's movents were as fluid as taking off pants to use the restroom.
He then looked at March 7th, who was still in shock, and invited her, "Co on! There's plenty of space here."
The wardrobe was spacious. Even after Pei Guang entered, half of the wardrobe remained open, enough room for March 7th.
Without thinking, she instinctively followed him in. As she entered, Pei Guang quickly reached out and shut the door with a "click."
Success! The two of them were now one with the wardrobe. In the pitch-black environnt, Pei Guang felt a profound calm as if he was rging with the universe. The increasing heartbeat beside him made Pei Guang nervous, as if they were about to face so terrifying enemy.
But Pei Guang hadn't yet experienced the excitent or tension, as there were no chainsaw-wielding maniacs or pursuing killers. What he had was just the heartbeat of the girl beside him and her unique scent.
March 7th's heartbeat was accelerating. She felt the beauty of the confined space, and despite the darkness and immobility, the warmth beside her made her instinctively close her eyes.
She hated the dark and feared it, as the ice-bound mories had left her with only dark recollections. But with this warmth and companionship, even if darkness returned, she now had the courage to face it.
In the dark environnt, he couldn't help but speak. "The night gave black eyes…"
March 7th wanted to respond but suddenly realized her eyes were not used to the dark.
Gradually, she beca accustod to the darkness. The space was narrow, and the oxygen was thin. March 7th unconsciously slowed her breathing and greedily enjoyed the sense of security in the dark, confined environnt.
Pei Guang, feeling March 7th drawing closer, also instinctively spoke, "Be careful, sothing intense is about to happen!"
"!!!"
March 7th's face turned a bit red, and she could even feel her own heartbeat. What intense thing? What kind of intense thing could it be? Was it… should she stay silent, push his hand away, or leave the place?
Her heartbeat quickened, and just then, hollow, bone-chilling footsteps echoed in the corridor. March 7th dared not make a sound. If Dan Heng and Stelle saw her like this, she would be mortified.
Pei Guang, on the other hand, was unfazed by the footsteps. The sound was deep and terrifying, like a death sentence in the darkness, approaching them!
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