I met a guy online. He was gentle, obedient, and deeply affectionate. He showered me with money and gifts, always adding a note: "Voluntary gift." But there was one problem: he refused to meet in person. It drove me crazy. I imagined all sorts of reasons. Maybe he was ugly. Maybe he was disabled. Until I accidentally stumbled into a horror game world. Late at night, in a strange bed, I was pinned down by the terrifying final boss. His black tentacles roamed over my body, peeling away my clothes piece by piece. I thought I was going to die. Crying, I sent a breakup text to my online boyfriend. The next second, a notification sound—Ding-dong—came from the monster on top of me. Me: "?" Amidst the creeping horror, I heard a cold, yet aggrieved male voice: "Baby, we just met for the first time, and you're breaking up with me?" 1 I lost contact with my online boyfriend. The reason was a bit messy: I forced him to meet up. Honestly, you can't blame me... who dates someone online for a year without even knowing what they look like? At first, I suspected it was a scam. But Sebastian frequently sent me flowers, milk tea, and skincare products. Every minor holiday, he'd transfer $5,200 or $13,140. Damn it, he even remembered to add the note "Voluntary gift"! After dating like this for a year, I, someone who used to live paycheck to paycheck, actually became rich! Even so, Sebastian always apologized to me: "I'm sorry, baby. It's my fault I can't meet you right now... But baby, I really love you. Whatever other girlfriends have, you'll have too!" Looking at my bank balance, tears of joy streamed down my face. He gave too much! "Okay, Sebastian, I believe you." I admit, I was shameful. I bowed down before money. But over time, I developed real feelings. Except for the lack of physical presence, Sebastian was perfect. I slowly grew a "love brain." However, every time I brought up meeting, Sebastian refused. After refusing, perhaps out of guilt, he would send more money, even offering to buy me a house. Damn, I almost wavered. I started testing him: "Sebastian, actually, it doesn't matter if you're short, ugly, or even old." While I was anxious, Sebastian replied: "Baby, I measured myself, I'm at least 6'5"! I am a little old, but I shouldn't be ugly..." Lies! If you're not ugly, why won't you meet? I gritted my teeth and continued probing: "Then... were you hurt? Are you disabled?" "Baby, I'm very strong. No one can hurt me!" Staring at the message, I sneered. So, what is it? What can't see the light of day? I couldn't take it anymore and sent a voice message: "Sebastian, we've been dating for a year, and you haven't even done a voice or video call. What kind of relationship is this?" Seeing I was angry, Sebastian apologized while transferring money. This time, I had a backbone. I clicked refund and sent another voice message: "Sebastian, do you think I'm after your money? As long as you're human, I insist on meeting. I want to see your true face!" The always good-tempered Sebastian went silent. The "typing..." indicator at the top of the chat flashed for a long time, but not a single word came through. My heart sank. A worst-case scenario popped into my head: Is he... married? Thinking I might be the "other woman," I ruthlessly sent the final message: "Sebastian, either we meet, or we break up. You choose!" I threatened him with a breakup to force a meeting, and the result... Sebastian ghosted me! I almost cried from anger. Several times I opened the balance, wanting to transfer it back and make a clean break. But alas, I couldn't harden my heart. I thought, maybe wait a bit longer? Maybe there will be a twist? I couldn't help it; he gave too much. Boohoo. 2 While tossing and turning, I suddenly received a summons from the police station. People who had bullied me in the past had all died mysteriously overnight. Some in car accidents, some jumped off buildings, some drowned... When the police compiled the victim profiles, they accidentally discovered a common thread: they all knew me, and they had all bullied me! Although I wouldn't gloat over my enemies' tragic deaths, I couldn't help but marvel at karma. But it happened so suddenly, and being suspected by the police felt absurd. After the absurdity passed, I thought of the missing Sebastian, and my heart sank. Could he also be... Ignoring everything else, I wanted to rush to the police station. But when I opened the door, instead of the spring sunshine, I was greeted by a sky full of white fog. My mind went blank for a moment, as if I lost consciousness. When I came to, I found myself standing in an unfamiliar clearing. 3 Looking around, it was foggy everywhere. My right hand felt cold. I looked down. There was a glowing white wristband. Subconsciously touching it, a few lines of small text popped up. [Player Summer, welcome to the Nightmare World.] [Current Dungeon: "The Doll", S-Class Difficulty.] [Clear Condition: Avoid all unknown dangers and survive until the end.] [(Note: If a player dies in the game, they die in reality as well. Their soul will be trapped in the horror world forever.)] At the very bottom was a line of fine print: [Final interpretation rights belong to the Horror World.] I was dumbfounded. I found the wristband was intangible and couldn't be removed. "Player, do you wish to start a livestream? The livestream takes no cut; all tips belong to the player." At this moment, another message popped up on the wristband. ...Livestream? I frowned and didn't make a selection. It defaulted to cancel. I took out my phone and found there was no signal. Calling the police was not an option. Also, time had stopped, showing 7:30 PM. "Hey, why are you spacing out? Don't waste time, do you want to die?" Just then, a woman's voice came from ahead. 4 I followed the voice and saw two men and four women standing a few steps away. Invisible to me, comments were scrolling on the livestream: [Who is this female player? She seems to have appeared out of nowhere!] [Checked her profile, she's a rookie? Isn't that just free kills?] [Hard to say, Leo is here! She has that innocent look Leo likes. His harem is about to grow.] Suppressing my confusion and panic, I walked up to them. Of the two men, one wearing a leather jacket looked me up and down, extending his hand with a smile: "Hello, I'm Leo. Since we entered the same dungeon, it's fate... come here, follow behind me, I'll carry you." As soon as he finished, a girl got upset and hugged his arm tightly: "Leo, you have us three sisters, isn't that enough?" I recognized her; she was the girl who called out to me earlier. "Enough, enough. Look at you, Momo, you've been with me for so long and you still get jealous!" Leo smiled flirtatiously, putting his arms around the three girls. "If we don't enter the dungeon, when the fog swallows this place, we'll all die!" At this time, the remaining girl spoke coldly. She seemed to be with the other man in black clothes. She also looked me up and down: "Once in the dungeon, life and death are up to fate. Don't count on anyone!" With that, she and the man in black turned and walked toward a spot ahead. I noticed the fog was quietly shrinking, just like the safe zone in a battle royale game. If I didn't move, I would die. Ignoring Leo's hand, I followed the man and woman ahead. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Leo's face darken, and he curled his lips in a mocking sneer at me. [My girl Qing is such a cool girl, I want to hug her!] [What's with the high and mighty act? She's just following Feng, trying to act like a boss babe!] [Leave my Leo alone, he's a scumbag and he owns it. He just wants to give every girl a home!] Amidst the arguing comments, someone suddenly paid for a pinned message: [Stop arguing! Isn't the point of camping this dungeon to see the Big Boss's god-tier face? Who cares about Leo or Feng? When the supreme Boss appears, he crushes all mortals!] 5 I've read some novels, so I confirmed I had entered an "infinite flow" survival world. Although absurd, I took a deep breath and tried to accept the reality. Everything around was white, like heavy winter fog. After walking a few steps, at the end where the fog dispersed, an old hotel appeared. The hotel hadn't been maintained for years. Paint was peeling off the exterior walls, mottled red and white patches looking quite shocking. At this moment, the gate was open, and the lights inside were bright. Entering the hotel, I realized the lobby was full of guests sitting at tables. They held knives and forks, poking at empty plates. Hearing someone arrive, they looked up at us. Their eyes were dyed with scarlet greed, like looking at lambs to the slaughter. Some were even drooling. I felt a chill run down my spine. Although these people wore human skin, what monsters lay beneath was unknown. Bang— The gate behind us slammed shut. My heart trembled. Before I could catch my breath, there was another Bang—, and a small figure flew past my eyes. It was a little girl. Like a rag doll, she smashed heavily into the corner. She wore a dirty little dress and looked beaten half to death. Her childish voice begged weakly: "Daddy... don't hit me..." In her arms was a similarly dirty doll. After speaking, she looked up towards us, tears of blood flowing from her eyes: "Brother, sister... help me... I don't want to die..." Seeing this scene, my face turned pale, triggering hidden, unbearable memories. "Leo, it's the doll." At this time, Momo pulled Leo and pointed at the little girl. No one responded to the little girl's cry for help. I also closed my eyes and looked away. The next moment, the owner walked out. "Money-losing goods, shut your mouth!" The owner, his face covered in fat, kicked the little girl viciously. Vaguely, I heard the sound of bones cracking, and the little girl went quiet. ...Fainted or dead? I dared not look, clenching my hands tightly. "Valued guests, welcome from afar. Please show your ID so I can register you." The owner turned around. Facing us, he squeezed out an enthusiastic and fawning smile. The fat on his face piled up, looking like a slab of white pork, disgusting. I observed Leo and the others, seeing them tap their wristbands and take out an invitation. After taking his, Leo turned to look at me: "Summer, what a beautiful name, just like the person... So, you're a rookie? If you don't know how, I can teach you." "She's a rookie?" Momo beside him looked at me with contempt: "Seems the bug hasn't been fixed. A few days ago, a batch of rookies stumbled into an S-class dungeon and had the bad luck to land in the Big Boss's hands. They were wiped out overnight!" For some reason, hearing this, I suddenly connected it to the call from the police station. Those people who bullied me died tragically overnight a few days ago... "Momo, don't scare her. Everyone starts as a rookie... Summer, you probably don't know how to operate the wristband. I'll teach you." Leo walked behind me with a smile, trying to put his arms around me to operate the wristband. I quickly dodged. Following the steps I observed, I successfully took out the invitation: "Thanks, Mr. Leo, but no need." He licked his thin lips, his gaze lingering on me for a long time: "No worries, there will always be things you don't know, needing me to teach you hand-in-hand." Gross! I felt greasy just listening to him! Ignoring him, I watched the owner take the invitations and respectfully go upstairs. The hotel had a spiral staircase winding upwards. Looking up, it seemed like a vortex. The owner's figure gradually shrank and disappeared on the top floor. About a minute later, suddenly, the owner flew straight into the air and then fell heavily. Directly, he smashed onto the floor not far from me. Like a meat patty. Blood spread beneath him, but it was pitch black! This change stunned not only the players but also the guests in the lobby who were sharpening their knives. They all looked up at the top floor, silent as cicadas in winter.
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