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[Welcome to the SSS-level dungeon: “Wish.”] [Please choose your cause of death.] The moment I landed in the horror game and reunited with my teammates, a strange man appeared in front of us. Thick black mist coiled around his head, hiding his face. His whole presence felt… wrong. “Shit!” the guy with dyed yellow hair cursed. “What kind of sick prank is this? You think a few cheap effects will scare me? Nice try!”

I laughed coldly. “I’ve been in S-rank for years. Players have always begged me to carry the team. I gave you a chance. You were the ones who insisted on suffering first.” Their faces went even paler. Evan struggled to ask, “You were in the horror game too? Why didn’t you ever tell me? “If you had told me earlier, I wouldn’t have doubted you.” My expression went cold too. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to drag you in. You’ve been through it yourself now, so you should know this horror game is not a good place.

She didn’t even contemplate playing dumb. “The humans. I’m worried it’s a mistake just to welcome them. It’s going to backfire on us at some point.” “Look at it this way. Someone sells a piece of toast with the image of Mary on it for thousands of dollars. They cry and moan about haunted houses. They poke about for a few hours and run away. No one bats an eye. Look at Loch Ness and their monster. Look at how the general population accepts sightings of Bigfoot and Aliens. Werewolves, vampires, and so many other supernatural creatures are in the movies. Uneducated fools have muddied the waters so much. They’ve disregarded the long history of warnings and downright changing of how the world see

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she slammed her fist against the glass, not to escape, but to warn me. She wasn't pointing at the creature. She was pointing at me. I followed her frantic gesture, looking at the window again. I looked at the glass, but I didn't see her reflection. I saw mine. But the reflection wasn't mine. It was the face of the portrait. The room began to shake. The walls of the Master Suite groaned, the wood warping and twisting like agonized flesh. I realized then that the dare wasn't a game. It was a harvest. The Blackwood Estate didn't just haunt people; it cycled them.

Alexander gushes in excitement. "Okay I will come." Rushes Amara. She wanted to get out of the devil's abode some way or the other. Nothing he speaks next goes inside Amara's head. "Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me?

[Welcome, players, to the SSS-level horror dungeon: Office Tower Urban Legends. [Dungeon rule: Lying is forbidden. Anyone who lies dies instantly. [Starting players: Ten. [Clear objective: Figure out why everyone in this building lost their memories. Restore all memories to beat the dungeon. [All ten players confirmed. Seven days left until New Year's Eve. Clear the dungeon before then. [Have fun.] A cold, robotic voice crackled in my ear. I had literally just finished sending in a vacation request, and the next second, I got dragged straight into a horror game.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

I couldn’t help but think of the players who had died before me. The livestream comments were once again flooding with condolences. “What a pretty girl… It’s a pity that she’s about to die.” “She’s risking herself to buy time for her teammates. She’s the real MVP, and it’s making me cry.” “I feel so bad for her.” “Wait, why did they stop?” “Why is the boss holding her like a princess?” “Did I enter the wrong room? Is this even a horror game? I thought I clicked an otome game!”

I was in the wrong game? This was a horror game, not an otome romance? In just a few seconds, every strange detail suddenly made sense.

During this period, “burrito” became an unspeakable word among the players. Because the moment someone said that word, a boss would immediately appear at their door. On the player forum, every post revolved around burritos. "Who on earth kidnapped this woman! The entire horror game can’t eat burritos anymore!" "Because of this woman, all the bosses entered berserk mode, and the player survival rate dropped below 10%!" "Please! Hurry and find this woman and end this!"