"No..."

"Jenima really has a way?!!!"

A Yin, who was standing at the door, looked at the empty sofa.

Then he turned around and looked at the big hole that Mia had just pointed out as a door, but now it had collapsed and shattered. His shock was palpable!

My wife was taken away again!

The barrage made me laugh like crazy——

'Mia: I didn't lie to you, did I?'

‘Hahahahahahaha! The door was forced out, right?’

"There is no door in the world. If you knock down the wall, there will be a door."

‘Lu Xun: Yes, I said, where is it? (Smoking)’

'ah?'

‘Redefine [door]’

‘Good news: my wife has not changed; bad news: my wife is gone’

'The wife I just got, I haven't covered her body yet, snap, she's gone!'

‘Li——Xuan——Me——’

'I cried at the wrong grave, brother...'

‘…’

Everyone in Ayin is stupid!

In fact, just now, as Mia joined and the two of them walked together, the feeling of fear was diluted a lot.

But I haven’t been happy for two minutes yet!

Sora twisted his face!

Mia is gone!

In the dead silence of the basement, the fear of loneliness and helplessness once again enveloped him.

The dim yellow kerosene lamp swayed in the small room. I don't know if it was intentional by the golden wind, but A Yin always felt that the cold feeling was sweeping over him again.

"This...I am..."

After standing there and hesitating for a moment, A Yin finally mustered up the courage, walked over to the big hole that had been smashed, and looked out:

"Oh - it's okay, it's not a particularly big space."

Walking out along the wall hole, passing a narrow corner, an upward staircase appeared in front of A Yin.

As he said, the space behind the wall is very small, and there is only this upward path.

Crunch——

Crunch——

The wooden stairs have not been repaired for who knows how many years, and they make a creaking sound when you step on them.

A gust of dark wind came from nowhere and blew along A Yin's back, 'helping' him open the small wooden door at the end of the stairs.

Squeak——

rumble--

The light outside the door exudes a dark and pale light.

At this moment, it was raining heavily outside, accompanied by rolling thunder, and thin and rapid raindrops hit the windows covered with beams, pattering.

When we came to the corridor, an old musty smell hit us.

The mottled wallpaper has yellowed edges, the dim wall lamps glow dimly, and the long corridor has no end in sight.

This situation!

A Yin couldn't help but feel angry. He pressed his back against the wall of the corridor and shouted in a deep voice:

"I'll play with you, uncle——!!!"

This is like dreaming back to PT!

This corridor, this light, this wallpaper, this weather!

I can’t say it’s very similar to PT, I can only say it’s a dime a dozen like PT!

"Hey, I'm really not interested in playing like this!"

A Yin was so frightened that his Jinmen accent came out:

"Jenima is really just sewn together?"

"You wouldn't let me play the game properly!"

"Returning to horror, let's return to escape at least. You're going to have fun with PT... Thank you [brave and brave my friend] for the big fly..."

A plane!

Boss accepts his fate!

In fact, apart from being eerie and weird, there seemed to be nothing else in the corridor. After all, the old thief was merciful and did not repeat Lisa's classic lights-out killing.

Even, in the corridor, A Yin found a map——

After getting the map, the situation on the first floor of the entire house will be obvious.

At the beginning of the game, I entered from the back door, passed by the kitchen, entered the underground through the hidden passage in the fireplace in the living room, and then came to the corridor from the east staircase.

"In front is...the bathroom?"

Following the map, A Yin walked forward and opened the bathroom door.

And here, he found two bottles of first-aid medicine, the medicine in this Resident Evil game.

Unlike the spray in the previous work, the first aid medicine in this work has to be poured.

Maps, medicines.

The flavor of Resident Evil seems to be gradually coming back, and now, A Yin seems to be missing a small pistol.

but!

A Yin was a little unhappy.

Because we all know it!

"Before the war, there must be supplies,"

A Yin took a deep breath:

"After giving the medicine, we must give it a try. Well, something might be wrong..."

The words have not yet been spoken!

Boom boom boom!

Suddenly! There was a knock on the door in the corridor outside!

For a moment, A Yin felt goosebumps all over his body!

The knock on the door was so urgent.

Rather than "knocking on the door," it's better to say "hammering the door."

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

Short! Urgent! Urgent! Full of pressure!

Here, A Yin was just about to open the bathroom door and go out. When he heard a knock on the door, his whole body froze!

The water friends were also nervous for a while——

‘This knocking on the door is so hellish for me’

‘This is really not for people to play with, is it?’

‘The old thief really knows how to create atmosphere, and can always use the simplest techniques to create the most terrifying atmosphere’

‘My evaluation is based on five years of working experience in the underworld’

‘Other people’s games come from inspiration, gold’s games come from the mourning hall’

'The pile of cases in the whole company is thicker than Xinhua Dictionary...'

‘…’

It took most of the day!

A Yin finally calmed down his inner panic a little, and pushed the bathroom door open a crack——
To be continued...