The Countdown Of My Death Is Spamming My Status Window นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Nonetheless, time has no meaning in this place anyways. A chill ran down my spine as I stared out at the barren landscape from the window, thinking of the role we were forced to play in this gruesome game. Yet my reverie about our place was shortly cut when my wristband beeped as it glows in an eerie crimson red hue, displaying Spencer's name crossed out with lines of permanent ink — confirming his death in the game. ◤━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◥ A P L A Y E R H A S B E E N E L I M I N A T E D

My fingers hover over the text before I click on it. Unknown: I know who killed your father. I roll my eyes at the message. No doubt, it's a spam. I have gotten a lot since I arrived. I need to change my number like right now because I can't deal with these spams anymore. I'm about to block the ID when a video pops up in the chat. With a hesitant breath, I click to open the video.

“imagine it took you months to get Andre to finally look at you, and then he later found out you were sick, and he abandoned you. You would have waisted much time, when you hardly have any. You don’t need to waste time on him. When you hear, this life is short...” Emma spread her arm on the air dramatically looking into space. “Only people like us, who is dying or who has loved ones that are dying knows the pain behind those words. So there is no time to waste. If you wanna experience dating before you die, you go for who's ready and who is ready you go for.

His jaw tightened slightly. As though annoyed with himself. Lena stared between them dramatically. “I feel like I interrupted something.” “You didn’t,” Aurora answered too fast. Kael spoke at the exact same time. “You didn’t.” Silence. Lena’s expression became unbearable. “Oh, that’s even worse.” Aurora wanted death. Kael rubbed a hand once against the back of his neck. The movement startled Aurora. Because she had never seen him look uncomfortable before. Not once in three years. Then suddenly, a sharp knock echoed through the outer doors.

He then removed them all. After one hour... The phone next to the bed started vibrating just as Stella was ready to go to bed. When she opened her eyes, all she saw was the miserable man saying a few icy words. There are 25 days remaining. Stella couldn't say anything. Was this truly all that he needed to do? It was the middle of the night when he gave her a countdown to death. Stella pondered for some time. She simply gestured "Okay" in response because she was too lazy to even type a word. It was official and serious. It represented her resolve to return the funds on schedule.

I placed the papers on the table, neat and tidy. I was going to leave a message for her, but I did not go through with it. Instead, I said it in my mind, 'Hey honey, this is the last time I'm calling you that, I guess. I spent ten years in love with you. It's really hard doing that, I know, but I'm giving up anyway. Congratulations, to both you and me.' I grabbed my suitcase. The moment the countdown was over, I put my hand on the doorknob.

" The Ghost pressed him, growing impatient. With the pressure mounting, Liam's hand moved, and the trigger was pulled. At that moment, the Ghost's laughter echoed wildly. He ripped the sack from my head and seized my hair. "Look at what you've chosen, Liam." His eyes widened in shock, and he screamed in disbelief, "No!" While screams filled the air, a clear electronic voice announced: [The countdown is over.] [Exiting the world...]

She was still unconscious in bed. "Dad, how is Rachel doing now?" Jim didn't even look at him. When he spoke his tone was cold. "What do you think? The doctors said if she doesn't wake up within twenty-four hours, she could end up in a permanent coma!" William clenched his fists. His eyes were dark, and his expression blank. "So you're the ones who leaked that video online?" Hearing this, Jim froze for a second. He then looked at William in disbelief. "You think we leaked that video?"

"She said we were destined to have no children, so she used her lifespan to trade for Brandon... The countdown was the countdown to her death, not Brandon's..." "Destined to have no children? But... but we had Heidi!" Mom covered her mouth in disbelief. I nodded too. Yeah, that's ridiculous. The countdown started as soon as I was born. How could they get it wrong? Dad paused when he heard this. He said doubtfully, "Maybe Mom was delirious from her illness?" Then, his eyes reddened again, "But, Brandon's..." "Impossible, we couldn't have made a mistake! I'm going back to get a clear answer from her!"

“Everything would get better.” I struggled to put on my formal clothes and lay down in the cold bathtub. I held my phone. The lock screen was still the childhood photo of me and Ben. I opened his WhatsApp, wanting to send him a message. But I discovered that he had blacklisted me. I smiled, turned on the faucet, and while waiting for the tub to fill, I chatted with the System. “I’m going to die again.”