"...A real adventure?"
Gao Yi read out the end of the script word for word.
The writing stopped abruptly here, a printed "End" appeared, and the pages turned back as if going back in time. As the title page cover quietly closed, the game came to an end.
boom.
The whole building seemed to have power restored in an instant. Inside the house, corridors, stairs... patches of darkness were illuminated by incandescent lights. Gao Yi squinted his eyes and listened to the sound of the system ringing in his ears.
[Theme parks open their doors. 】
[Mr. Rabbit takes off his hat. 】
[Along the newly mown grass, we once again set foot on the garden path. 】
[The music box plays endlessly, and the big pendulum of the clock strikes the prologue. They will wake up on time on the streets every midnight to revel in "life" together. 】
【——Toys Resurrection Night】
[Welcome to this grand celebration. 】
"really."
Gao Yi looked troubled: "The real danger does not come from KK, but from the outside world. It sounds like the facilities and toys in the daytime amusement park have come to life."
"Do they also have the same idea and need consumption to gain happiness? Then those people who came to the amusement park that day, they..."
"Is it possible that they will reunite in this midnight dream, but compared to reality, they are no longer tourists, and the toys are no longer facilities. The status between the two should be reversed!"
"We became toys?!"
…
Walking on the paths in the garden paved with cobblestones and small square tiles, the atmosphere among the people was a bit depressing.
Gao Yi gave them the choice to stay or leave, but Mr. Peanut did not.
When it forcibly stamped everyone with bloody stamps, it began to drive them away in a bad tone, claiming that if the required number of stamps was not met before dawn, they would be punished by the park authorities.
Everyone had no choice but to follow the path outside the haunted house and move closer to the main road.
If you can ignore the ubiquitous dilapidation, the amusement park at night seems to be the same as it is during the day.
Fairytale-style clocks and street lamps stand on both sides of the street. Staff selling balloons can be seen everywhere, and occasionally there are juggler clowns throwing five or six small balls to perform for people passing by.
"It looks normal here."
The commander looked at the scabbed printed pattern on his arm and grinned: "It would be better if there wasn't that damn stamp. I would even think that I had gone from a nightmare to a sweet dream."
"Don't let down your guard. You know, some dangers are hidden just under the calm surface."
"But there are a lot of people here."
The horse captain looked around: "Look, Brother Zhang Yu, they all seem to be here to play. Originally, I thought they would be tied up like prisoners, but now I feel that they have an even easier time than us!"
Ha ha ha ha……
There was laughter from the crowd. Zhang Yu turned around and saw that several people surrounding the clown seemed to be amused by the other party's wonderful performance and were laughing there.
The clown also looked very happy. He stopped throwing and catching the ball and gestured to one of the men, as if to indicate that he wanted to play catch with him.
Zhang Yu saw the man nodding and was about to make a preparation, but the clown didn't give him this time. He suddenly raised the ball and smashed it over!
Bang—puff!
The man looked up to the sky and fell down with his face molded of flesh and blood.
"Oh..." Zhang Yu shook his eyelids.
That's not a hollow ball, it's a solid iron ball!
"Ehha! Ehha!"
The clown dropped the other balls in his hand, ran straight to the fallen man, grabbed the iron ball that was half soaked in blood on the ground, grinned, and smashed it down one after another.
Poof!
Poof!
other people next to you
It was as if I was living in a dream. Facing such a cruel and bloody scene, I didn't feel the slightest fear. It was as if I was infected by the clown's exaggerated performance and was still laughing.
"They are all sick."
Brother Zhang Yu turned around tremblingly, but the voice behind him still reached his ears uncontrollably: "No one is awake, everyone is unconsciously living in their own dreams, letting others play with them like toys... …Except us.”
"Zhang Yu, what are you looking at? Follow me quickly."
Chen Tuan urged from the front and suggested to everyone: "If this is really an amusement park during the day, then it must have a gate. As long as we find the gate and leave from here, maybe the dream will end."
"The truth may not be that simple."
Xu Ze also looked around: "I have been on this road in the morning. Logically speaking, it is not far from the gate and should be able to see it. But now you look around. In addition to countless people and amusement park facilities, Outside, there is no trace of the gate at all.”
"Will the gate disappear?" Ding Bao asked anxiously.
"It's possible, so what should we do now? Continue wandering aimlessly?"
"Remember what that peanut said? It asked us to collect stamps. It also said that if we didn't meet the requirements before dawn, we would be punished. Is it asking us to play a game?"
"No, I feel sick when I hear about games now."
While everyone was discussing the next countermeasures, Chen Tuan suddenly saw the acquaintance mentioned by "Weile" and suddenly jumped out of the team as if he was attracted by something.
"Hey! Where are you going?!"
Chen Tuan chased after him without thinking.
Since "Vile" entrusted the other party to him, Chen Tuan certainly couldn't sit idly by and ignore it. Two figures shuttled through the chaotic flow of people, and he finally caught up with Mr. Qian.
"Hey you……"
Before Chen Tuan could say anything, he saw Mr. Qian grabbing the hands of two figures, and was extremely surprised: "Alan! Lao Luo! Why are you in a dream too? Where are you going now?"
"We're getting ready to play."
A dreamy smile appeared on Allen's face, and Lao Luo invited: "Are you coming too?"
"No, no, don't go! The game here is very dangerous!" Mr. Qian wanted to pull them away without saying a word, but the latter couldn't understand it at all.
They struggled fiercely: "What are you doing? If you don't want to play, you won't play. We still want to play..."
When Chen Tuan saw this, he was about to come up to help, but saw a familiar figure suddenly walking out of the crowd, and easily separated the three of them.
Mr. Peanut?
No, this Mr. Peanut seems to be different from the one just now. He is wearing red overalls and a bow tie. He looks like a popular celebrity.
"What happened here?"
The red Mr. Peanut showed an amiable smile: "How can we argue when we are having a good time?"
"We wanted to play that project, but he was timid. He didn't want to play it himself, and he wouldn't let us play it."
[In view of the general environment,
Allen did not hesitate to accuse Mr. Qian, who looked shocked.
"you!"
