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墨書 Inktalez
Horror Chapter
Where is this? Wasn't I on the train? Is this another dream?
Jiang Liu, who should have been sound asleep, was suddenly jolted awake by an indescribable fear. As he opened his eyes, he was astonished to find himself sitting at a large black wooden round table.
The Black Round Table was enormous, large enough that even ten people could sit around it without feeling cramped. There were others seated at the table, but they all seemed to be in a deep slumber; he appeared to be the first one awake. He counted the number of people present, and including himself, there were exactly ten. Each person wore a long black coat, obscuring their figures, and each had an ugly black-and-white mask on their face. The grotesque expressions varied among them; upon closer inspection, he recognized emotions like Jealousy, Rage, Sloth, Greed, Lust, Gluttony, Joy, Fear, Malice, and the expression on his own face that he could not see.
Is this a dream? But I can't feel that this is a dream! My thoughts are clear; there's no fogginess like in dreams. It can't be a dream—so where am I? More importantly, despite the surrounding darkness and the absence of light at the table, I can see each person's appearance clearly!
Jiang Liu pinched his arm and felt pain; he immediately confirmed that he was not dreaming. But then came the question: how did he end up here? Moreover, while his upper body could move, his lower body seemed unresponsive as if it had vanished entirely.
"Huh?"
Just as Jiang Liu pondered these questions, some individuals at the round table began to awaken. Upon seeing the strange scene before them, they expressed their confusion. Among them, the person with the Lust mask shouted in panic, "Who are you! Where is this place?"
The others who had awakened also started to realize something was wrong with their bodies and began to scream in terror—except for one person who appeared to represent Sloth and remained surprisingly calm.
"Welcome contestants to the Murder Game. We are about to play a game."
As the others panicked and floundered in confusion, a chilling voice emerged from the surrounding darkness—a voice that was indistinguishable as male or female. This voice sent a wave of extreme fear surging through Jiang Liu's heart. The crowd jumped in surprise and turned towards the darkness beside them; some even shouted angrily, "Who the hell are you? Show yourself if you have the guts! Don't hide like a coward!"
"Yeah! Get out here right now!"
"What kind of bullshit game is this? Let me out of here or I'll make you regret it!"
"I don't want to participate in any Murder Game, please let me go..." This was the voice of Jiang Liu, directed at an ugly figure, who sounded like a woman.
"I'm sorry, but once you arrive here, you won't be able to leave without completing the game. To make you believe this, we will let you experience a taste of hell. Are you ready?" came the cold voice.
"You bastard! Ah!" The man wearing the Joyful Mask suddenly began to scream as if he had seen something utterly despairing. At the same time, the other ugly figures around him also screamed in terror. Jiang Liu, who was about to ask what was happening, suddenly noticed that all the other ugly figures had vanished. What appeared before him was a scene that filled him with despair and collapse. Overcome by fear, he couldn't help but scream loudly. In just a few seconds, the horrifying scene disappeared. As Jiang Liu stopped screaming, he felt as if he had just escaped from hell, gasping for air, his body drenched in cold sweat.
"This is all real; everything is real. If I don't follow the game rules, I will die! What did I just see? Why can't I remember what I just witnessed?"
This realization filled him with dread. The scene he had clearly remembered moments ago now slipped from his mind, leaving only a lingering sense of despair and fear surrounding him.
"Seeing your expressions, I take it you all believe now. Next, we will begin our Death Game. There are ten people present, codenamed from Arrogant starting with 0 to 9. We will randomly select One Person to be the killer! Each night, the killer will kill One Person. During the day, there will be half an hour for discussion; you must identify the killer. If you point out the wrong person, that person dies. If you identify correctly, the game ends!"
Arrogant! Jiang Liu glanced at the faces of the others wearing Ugly Masks and saw no expressions of arrogance among them. He touched his own mask and felt that he must be Arrogant—specifically number 0.
"The game begins!!!" The cold voice declared one last time before vanishing into the darkness.
"I must be Arrogant number 0. Since the game has started, I'll share my thoughts first. I believe we should follow the game rules," Jiang Liu spoke up, drawing the attention of others.
The other ugly figures looked at Jiang Liu, unsure of what he was thinking. He gathered his thoughts and continued, "Based on the game rules, this resembles a game of Black Please Close Your Eyes without any police involvement. So I want to ask everyone here: has anyone not played this kind of game before?"
No one spoke up; he nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Since everyone has played before, you should all know that until there is a definite conclusion, we shouldn't casually point fingers; otherwise, we could easily endanger our teammates."
"But right now, I still don't know my identity," said Raging Ugly.
"Since you don't know your identity, it indicates that you are a commoner," said Lazy Ugly from the other side. "However, I believe our identities were assigned to us the moment we entered this game."
"Are you sure about that?" Malice asked.
"I can be fairly certain," Lazy Ugly explained. "I think there are two situations that could reveal our identities."
"Two situations?" Joyful Mask inquired.
"Yes, the first is the scene we all witnessed earlier."
At this point, everyone showed expressions of fear, but when they tried to recall the details, nothing came to mind.
"The second situation is when it paused for about fifteen seconds before announcing the start of the game. I believe it revealed the identity of one of us as the ghost during that time."
The others nodded thoughtfully at Lazy Ugly's speculation. Hearing this, Jiang Liu felt a sense of relief; his teammates were able to calm down and analyze the situation so quickly, which might lead to a swift conclusion to this game. Anyone who had played Black Please Close Your Eyes knew that the most dangerous players weren't the killers but rather the impressionable commoners! When faced with indecisive commoners, it often led to a total annihilation.
"We have half an hour for discussion, but right now we have no clues to deduce the ghost's identity!" said Lust, representing number 5, causing the atmosphere to sink into despair.
In a game like this, no one wanted to die. However, without identifying the killer, everyone faced a grim fate unless they could find the ghost. But once they did find it, it would mean the ghost's demise. In that case, the ghost would certainly tread carefully with each step to avoid detection.
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