Xia Linyin stepped barefoot onto the fluffy carpet and looked down at her body.

She was wearing a pure white nightgown with a Peter Pan collar, puff sleeves, and a lace trim around the hem.

Her hair was very long, black, and straight, reaching down to her waist, and she had a lot of hair.

Xia Linyin touched her forehead; she had a straight fringe.

Her fingers were very slender, and her chest was not fully developed. Judging from this, she should be quite young, probably around fifteen or sixteen years old.

Xia Linyin walked to the window and pulled back the curtains printed with pink cherry blossoms. It was pitch black outside, a kind of darkness that reminded her of the darkness outside the windows of a grand hotel, a complete blackness without a trace of light, where you could see nothing at all.

Xia Linyin drew the curtains again, walked to the light switch by the door, and pressed it several times, but there was no response.

The crystal chandelier overhead was probably just for decoration; the only light source in the room was the small lamp by the bedside.

Xia Linyin was not surprised by this; a dimly lit environment always increases fear more easily than a bright one.

She should probably thank the game for at least leaving her a light, so she wouldn't be completely blind.

Stopping her complaints about the game settings, Xia Linyin looked at the corner of the wall, where something was placed, covered with a black cloth.

The protruding black cloth looked so out of place, completely out of sync with the atmosphere of the room.

Xia Linyin walked towards the corner of the wall, stood in front of the black cloth, stared at it for a while, then bent down, picked up a corner of the cloth, and suddenly ripped it off.

It's a mirror!

Underneath the black cloth was a mirror that was more than half a person tall!

But what's chilling is that the mirror doesn't reflect the person in front of it; instead, it shows another scene, like... a world inside the mirror.

Xia Linyin held her breath as she saw a family of three sitting at the dining table having a meal.

The woman wore glamorous makeup, with heavy eyeshadow and bright red lips, but her face was covered in large and small scars, and her chin and neck were also covered in dark scars.

The scars looked like they were caused by large-area burns or scalds.

The man's left cheek was charred, and dark red blood was flowing from the black hole of his left eye. The eyeball of his other eye had detached from its socket and was hanging precariously on his cheek, connected only by a thin nerve fiber.

The little boy's face was fine, but it was as white as if it had been rubbed with flour, and his lips were bloodless. He didn't have the innocent cuteness of a normal child; instead, he exuded an indescribable gloom and eeriness.

There was a large hole in the back of his head, as if it had been smashed open by a heavy object. His hair was stuck to the hideous and horrifying wound, and dark red blood meandered down.

An ordinary person with such a large gash on their head would be in critical condition or dead long ago, but the boy sat in the chair as if nothing had happened, quietly eating his meal.

What they were eating on their plates was not normal food at all, but a bloody heart!

The woman held a knife and fork, cut a piece from the boy's heart with the knife, placed it in the boy's bowl, and then lovingly touched the boy's bleeding head.

The boy picked up a piece of broken meat from the bowl and put it in his mouth. Blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, staining his pale lips with a few streaks of crimson.

Clearly, this family of three is not normal people, but ghosts!

The male and female ghosts chewed on the heart while looking at each other, seemingly talking about something, but Xia Linyin couldn't hear what they were saying.

The scene before me was like a silent horror movie.

The ghost in the mirror seemed unable to see her, because she had been standing in front of the mirror for a while, but the ghost in the mirror had not noticed her.

"cough--"

Xia Linyin made a sound, coughing softly.

The little ghost suddenly turned its head and glanced at the mirror as if it sensed something. In that instant, Xia Linyin almost thought that the little ghost had discovered her.

But the little devil only glanced at the mirror casually before looking away.

Xia Linyin waved her hand in front of the mirror, but the three ghosts didn't react at all. It seemed that this was indeed the case; she could see them, but they couldn't see her.

Xia Linyin placed her hand on the mirror, wanting to see if there were any clues to solve the grid on this ghost mirror, but when she placed her hand on the mirror, the little ghost turned its head to look at the mirror again.

This time, the little devil didn't just glance at her casually like before; his gaze met Xia Linyin's.

Xia Linyin reacted extremely quickly; the instant she made eye contact with the little devil, she withdrew her hand from the mirror.

Therefore, when the male and female ghosts followed the little ghost's gaze to the mirror, Xia Linyin's hand had already left the mirror.

Xia Linyin frowned slightly. Could it be that when she put her hand on the mirror and her body made contact with the mirror, the ghost in the mirror could see her?

The little imp in the mirror suddenly left its seat, tilted its head, let its arms hang down, and floated towards Xia Linyin with its feet off the ground.

Xia Linyin quickly threw off the black cloth, covered the mirror again with the black cloth, then took a step back and summoned the blood-red high heels.

But even after Xia Linyin silently repeated the prayer several times in her mind, her high heels still didn't appear.

Xia Linyin hurriedly summoned the crescent moon blade, but she couldn't summon it either.

She stretched out her arm, and the marks of the crescent blade and the blood-red high heels on her wrist were still there, completely normal, but she couldn't summon anything.

Was the game rigged?

I wanted to tell her that everything she had to survive was given to her by the game, and the game could take it back whenever it wanted.

The rules and gameplay are determined by the game. What the game wants the player to do, the player must do. Rebelling against the game is just courting death.

No, no, no, that's not how it is!

Calming herself down from the sudden inability to summon any weapons, Xia Linyin quickly dismissed the thought.

If the game wanted her dead, it would be simple; there was no need to make it so complicated.

Although this game is really awful, the rules are generally strictly followed and not broken arbitrarily.

Her inability to summon weapons is probably related to this square.

Not only her, but other players who enter this square will also be unable to summon weapons.

Without a weapon to fight the ghost, Xia Linyin felt a little uneasy, but having gone through so many games, she wasn't about to panic. She kept her eyes fixed on the black cloth.

A minute passed...

Two minutes have passed...

Three minutes have passed...

The black cloth remained completely still.

The room was so quiet that Xia Linyin could hear her own heartbeat. She carefully approached the black cloth and slowly pulled it off...

Suddenly, an enlarged ghost face was pasted onto the mirror!