All Chapters of Audience Commands: My Escape From the Kill Clock: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

The sudden appearance of those floating comments frightened me so badly that my hand, ready to twist the doorknob, jerked back instantly.What was this? A murderer? A thriller story protagonist? Were they talking about me?I had never believed in anything supernatural, but those words were right there, floating in front of my eyes. My heart skipped a beat.The circumstances spared me no time to overthink, so I only caught the most important part of what the comments were saying. A murderer was currently standing outside my door, ready to kill me at any moment.I pressed myself against the door, holding my breath as I peered through the peephole. The hallway outside was empty, with no one in sight. I kept staring and, soon, noticed something off.All the hallways in our building had motion-sensor lights. As long as someone was there, the lights would stay on. From my front door, I could see the entire hallway clearly. There was no one outside, yet the lights remained on.That coul

Chapter 2

That laugh came from a man. Then I heard a few faint scraping sounds, like someone was slowly shifting their body.My fists clenched in panic. I didn't even have time to react. The next second, a massive electric chainsaw burst straight through the door, tearing through the wood with ease. The blade spun wildly, screeching with a sound that made my blood run cold.A man's figure slowly came into view. He wore a black mask and a cap. I couldn't see his face, but I could feel his gaze locked onto me. Terrified, I stumbled backward, only to realize there was nowhere left to retreat.He didn't say a single word. He simply stared at me, then forced the chainsaw forward. The door was completely cut open.In despair, I raised my hands, making one last attempt to resist. "What did I ever do to you? At least tell me why before I die!"The man still said nothing. He slowly lifted the chainsaw, the spinning teeth glinting coldly under the light, and swung it down with all his strength.Excr

Chapter 3

"Whatever she does, it won't help. She's destined to die in Chapter 1. Otherwise, the story can't continue!""Still, I can't help but admire the heroine. She's pretty and witty. No wonder the hero is in love with her. Too bad her life's too short.""Yeah… Even if she escapes from her apartment, it's useless. The killer has sealed all the exits downstairs."What did all that mean? I was destined to die in Chapter 1? Was there absolutely nothing I could do to get out of this? And who the hell was the hero? Why was everyone talking about him without mentioning his name?Using both my hands and feet, I edged sideways along the fire pipe. The moment I reached the hallway window, a deafening crash came from my apartment. It was the sound of a chainsaw ripping through a door.The killer had entered my apartment.I dared not waste a single second. I quickly climbed through the hallway window. Glancing at the elevator and the stairwell, I rushed into the elevator and hit every button from

Chapter 4

I hid in the pile of junk, peeking through the gaps at the shadowy figure standing before me. My whole body was trembling. Fortunately, the killer only paused for a moment before continuing down the stairs."Wow, she's smart, hiding in such a disgusting pile of filth. The killer would never have guessed a clean lady like her would be there.""Guys. I'm starting to hate the idea of her dying."I didn't have time to care about the comments. I quickly opened my phone and scanned my WhatsApp contacts for anyone who could be the hero.My contact list was short. After a quick check, I narrowed it down to two people who fit the description. The first was Joseph Finch, my classmate, and the second was Paul Waechter, the grandson of the building's janitor.I froze. They were both strangers to me!I quickly typed out a message asking for help and sent it to both of them. According to the comments, the hero had set a special notification ringtone for me. Whoever replied fastest would be him

Chapter 5

Suddenly, slow but deliberate footsteps echoed from behind Joseph. I trembled as I looked up. A figure had stopped right behind him. He was still wearing the black mask and cap, holding a menacing chainsaw in his hands.Before Joseph could react, the killer struck, and he collapsed into a pool of blood. The killer slowly turned his gaze toward me. Then, the familiar sharp pain hit me again, and my world started to blur.The live comments appeared."Wait… The heroine is no longer the first victim.""Who's this young man? He's so handsome. Too bad, he's dead as soon as he appears.""What are you talking about? The hero is definitely the most handsome in this story.""But the heroine reached out to him for help. Why did she die, still?"…When I woke up again, I was back, standing at my door, ready to unlock it."Don't open the door! That dude isn't a delivery guy at all! He's a murderer!""He called you to check if you're a woman living alone!""Seriously, why are all thriller

Chapter 6

Maybe it was my nerves making me extra cautious, but I knocked lightly, keeping an eye on my surroundings. The door opened quickly anyway, and a retired SWAT officer with a stern face appeared before me.I marveled at how sensitive his ears still were, then hurriedly explained my situation. The retired officer immediately let me inside and carefully closed the door behind us.Paul texted that he had called the police and was on his way to Unit 502.In the last two attempts, I had considered calling the police myself, but time had never allowed it. Besides, I already knew this world was part of a novel, on a story centered around Paul, so calling the police wouldn't have mattered as much as letting him handle it.Just as I began to finally relax, I heard two soft knocks at the door. "Food delivery's here!"My heart skipped a beat. I looked up, ready to stop him, but the retired officer had quietly moved to the door, his hand on the handle. Muttering to himself, he said, "Huh… I don

Chapter 7

"I like how the hero is forced to show up early in the story. Does that mean the heroine might escape her fate this time?""No idea. Let's see."…Maybe the live comments were hyping Paul up a little too much, but I was starting to feel a little excited as I waited outside his door. I wanted to see just what kind of man could become the protagonist of a novel.When the door opened, I was shocked to the core. I tried to confirm by asking, "Are you… Paul Waechter?"The man glanced cautiously around the hallway, then quickly pulled me into the apartment. "Get in first."Even after the door closed behind me, I couldn't register what was happening. Never mind a hot guy—the man before me was below average in terms of looks.He was stocky and heavyset, with a round, greasy face. When he spoke, a strong, unpleasant odor came from his mouth. I was completely dumbfounded.The live comments made me question reality all over again."Oh my gosh, there he is! He's so hot!""He's so handsom

Chapter 8

However, that was all I knew about Paul.I waited for a long time. There was almost no sound outside. Even so, my heart stayed tightly clenched. I couldn't relax for a second. Nervous, I paced around the cramped space.Without warning, I noticed a small corner hidden in the shadows. The walls there were covered with photos. They were all of me at different times. Some of them were ones I didn't even remember anything about.Beside them was a sheet of paper filled with my personal information and hobbies. "Stephanie Moore, born on June 18th, 2000. Likes dancing and being in a fandom…"A sense of unease crept over me. Then, as if on cue, the comments returned in waves."Holy crap. His one-sided love is seriously unhinged. Dark, but I love it.""Oh my gosh. He's been secretly keeping so many photos of her and writing down all her preferences. That's true love.""What a touching story. I think she's about to fall for him. Look at her! She's obviously moved!"I was more than confuse

Chapter 9

From what I remembered of my previous lives, going to Paul hadn't actually been a mistake. At the very least, his plot armor had kept me alive for one whole night.Still, I knew that if I truly wanted to survive, I would have to stay with him every single moment. The instant I stepped away, the killer would turn the tables and strike me down. I refused to live like that.I stood in front of my door, staring at the blurry mass of darkness outside the narrow crack. The bastard who had killed me four times was standing right there.I frowned and thought for a few seconds before an idea struck. I hurriedly made a call to my mom. I didn't ask for help. I simply asked a question—the date of my birthday.After getting the answer, I hung up. When I looked at the shadow outside the door again, my mind had finally made its decision. To hell with it.This time, I wouldn't run anymore. I would face him alone—and fight back.I rushed back into my room and flung open the cabinet, rummaging thr

Chapter 10

This time, the live comments were completely different from the previous life, when he appeared as the heroic protagonist."Help. He's so ugly. What the hell.""Ew… I'm logging off to throw up.""Hey, whose pet pig is this?"…From the moment I called Mom, and she told me my birthday, I was certain this world wasn't real.On the phone, she said I was born on June 18th, 2000. That was indeed the birthday listed on my ID, but when I was little, due to a mistake by the local government office, my birthday had been recorded a day early.In other words, my real birthday was June 19th.Over the years, even I would sometimes grow unsure, but Mom was the one person who could never forget my true birthday. And yet, in this false world centered around Paul, everything existed only as his memories shaped it.The woman I called on the phone wasn't my real mom. Whether as a killer or as a hero, Paul was nothing more than a character he had imagined. All of them were merely projections of h

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