Strange Game Designer Chapter 256

Chapter 256 Lost me, I will find it myself

The corridor of the hospital seemed to have no end, and the missing person notice was played repeatedly on the radio. This scene made Gao Ming feel a little dazed.

Someone is lost in the hospital?

The window on the door of ward 7003 reflected Gao Ming's own face. They seemed to see each other at a certain moment, but they were separated by transparent glass on one side and a cold mask on the other.

Pushing open the door to the ward, Gao Ming heard the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the wall. A young man wearing glasses stood by the wall, his expression focused, as if he was measuring something.

His body is thin, but his lower body is tied with a restraint and he cannot leave the bed too far.

Hands are in shackles, a rope is attached to his neck, and there are blood-red danger signs on his hospital gown.

The young man was very surprised when he noticed someone entering the room. He turned his head and looked at Gao Ming, as if he was asking, but also seemed to be talking to himself: "A doctor doing rounds? A patient visiting? Or another fish caught in the net?" "

“Then what are you doing now?” The young man was a little curious.

After observing for a moment, Gao Ming followed his blurry shadow on the floor tiles and entered the house.

The young man wanted to leave the hospital, but he took a long detour before revealing his purpose.

"Perhaps I am the loophole." Gao Ming suffered endless reincarnations on the bus, and he was the "dead spot" that fate did not see: "In fact, I came here more than half a year later, and I am not who I am now."

The young man seemed to have discovered a shocking secret. He squatted on the ground and observed repeatedly. He asked Gao Ming several questions. Unexpectedly, he found that Gao Ming's answers were almost completely consistent with his speculation about the future.

“More than half a year ago, I was just an ordinary person. If the depths of the corridor were as dangerous as Patient 7003 said, there was no way I could survive.”

He bent down and took out a hand-drawn map from the gap between the bed boards: "I don't know how to wake up from the dream, but I heard the doctor said that you need a medicine to leave the hospital, and the medicine is hidden in the room at the end of the corridor. If you can bring us the pills, I swear I will spend the rest of my life helping you wake up."

“What are you thinking about?”

Ten seconds later, before Gao Ming could make a decision, the shadow reflected by the floor tiles had already turned around and walked deeper into the corridor.

Holding his breath and concentrating, he ran towards the depths of the corridor. He vaguely saw someone else in front of him. The person was wearing a white hospital coat and seemed to be deliberately guiding him.

Patient 7003 is under intensive care at Lishan Hospital, but he does not look sick.

“I should have talked to patient 7003 more than half a year ago. How did he convince me at that time?”

The key was inserted into the keyhole, the snap spring popped open, the gears turned, the metal fence was knocked, and a pair of hands stretched out from the ward window.

"Um."

The patients in the wards on both sides were awakened by Gao Ming's footsteps. They were lying on the window of the door panel, looking straight at him.

What is happening now is not important, what is important is the choice Gao Ming made half a year ago.

“It's called a question mark.”

In the past, he wanted to try, but Gao Ming could only follow suit.

Gao Ming knew very well how terrifying abnormal events were. The danger level of Lishan Hospital was even higher than that of Henniges Private College. If it was not handled well, it could even evolve into a level five abnormal event.

“Congratulations have never been so excited. It's not like he sensed the danger.”

"This world is too fake, like a ridiculous dream. I'm looking for a way to wake up." The young man didn't look back: "You won't believe it if I tell you, and even if you believe it, you won't understand."

The closer to the ward at the end of the corridor, the more dangerous the patients were. The doctor seemed to be preparing to let all the patients out to have a carnival as if to welcome the arrival of a high death.

The man took out his medical record with difficulty, but his name was blank, just a question mark.

“Don't touch things on the wall, and don't step on the words on the ground.” The pen in the young man's hand was out of ink, and he used the sharp tip of his pen to carve strange symbols on the white wall.

The wall near the hospital bed was full of words and symbols. Gao Ming couldn't understand it, but he felt that he was trapped in a dream: "Do you have a clue now? I have to wake up as soon as possible."

"This is the key to waking up from the dream. The person who created this dream arranged a fate for you that you will not die, and you successfully survived until half a year later. If you die, you will be out of the control of the dream; if you will not Death, what else do you care about here?" The young man who called himself Question Mark walked to the bedside: "There are all kinds of patients living on the seventh floor. New patients come in every day, but no one is discharged. The patients seemed to be taken further into the corridor."

The person who was lost in the hospital on the radio was still not found, and Gao Ming and the shadow on the floor tiles stepped into darkness step by step.

“You want me to die?”

Seeing that Gao Ming agreed with his opinion so much, the young man stopped what he was doing: "Dreams deprive us of the control of our body and will. How can we wake up so easily? Everything we do now is designed in advance. We must Only by figuring out the loopholes of the producer can you have a chance to wake up.”

Gao Ming was a little hesitant in his heart. He couldn't trust the other party yet. After all, the two parties had just met.

"I knew that this hospital was collecting special patients. I was willing to stay here for research. Unexpectedly, I made a discovery." The young man looked at Gao Ming with a different look, fiery and scary: "I once I have used many names, and the name registered on the case list now is..."

“He is right here.” Gao Ming pointed to the figure reflected on the floor tiles. The two Gao Ming were indeed different.

"What a good name." Gao Ming replied perfunctorily: "I can cooperate with you in the calculation, but I have to wake up as soon as possible." Since you dreamed about it half a year later, there is nothing to worry about , if you die now, there will be no you six months later. This is a paradox." The young man touched the pen in his hand: "Usually when we are dreaming, we fall from a height or are close to death. "

Gao Ming's tone was very serious, not a joke.

“The doctor opened the locked ward door?”

"Huh?" The young man turned around slowly, frowned and glanced at Gao Ming. He first wanted to confirm whether Gao Ming was really sick: "You came here half a year later?"

There were no unusual monsters around, but the flesh-and-blood fairy in Gao Ming's heart kept roaring, and its eight arms grasped the chains in the torture room, which made both Hong Yuyi and Situ An realize something was wrong.

All kinds of madmen, with hysterical faces. The seventh floor seems to be a corridor forgotten by the creator. This road is not an exit at all, but leads to a place more terrifying than death.

“Have I experienced these things half a year ago?”

(End of this chapter)

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