Chapter 87
"Wake up, girl, wake up, why are you sleeping here?"
Zhao Xiuli heard a call in her ear. When she opened her eyes, she saw an older sister with a worried look in her eyes. She was wearing an environmental protection work vest, which proved her identity well.
"Girl, are you okay? Do you want me to call the police for you?" The world has changed. She, a street sweeper, knows it all. The world has become abnormal. They used to start working before dawn, but now there will be no one on the streets until the sun comes out, and the same goes for them, the street sweepers.
The cleaning lady looked at the girl in a silk robe, which didn't look like pajamas, but more like the clothes worn in TV dramas before the new era, yet a little different. It was so strange that she appeared on the street in the morning like this, without shoes and sleeping on the ground.
Zhao Xiuli was woken up not long after she fell asleep. Her head was still dizzy. She suddenly shuddered and looked at the bright sky. This was the sun she had been looking forward to last night.
She stared at her hands in disbelief. Did she survive? Last night was a nightmare, and the rest was more like a sweet dream after death. Looking at the clothes she was wearing, she could hardly tell reality from dreams.
"Girl, girl." The cleaning lady looked at the girl worriedly, hoping that she was scared silly. Who knows what's going on in this world? Many people can't bear the psychological pressure and commit suicide and go crazy.
"Help...help me call 100." The girl suppressed her excitement and her eyes began to turn red.
"Uh...?" The cleaning lady was stunned for a moment, then quickly dialed 100 on her personal terminal: "Okay, okay, don't get excited, someone will be here soon."
Zhao Xiuli didn't feel anything at first, but now she couldn't help but start shaking with fear.
Number 100 is a special number for handling contacts in special events. All citizens know this number. Every country has different ways of dealing with horror games. Small countries lack the ability to respond, and many of them are in chaos.
Several foreign powers just went with the flow, meaning those who should die died and those who should live lived, and most governments did nothing.
In the face of such a major incident, the country has tried its best to provide all kinds of assistance to those who have been exposed to the incident. Due to the randomness of the game, it can do more to deal with the situation afterwards. If it is confirmed that the injury was caused by a horror game, the country will provide free treatment and free psychological counseling, and professionals will also provide protection for a period of time.
The prerequisite is survival. While data on those exposed to horror games hasn't been released, it's certain that less than 10% survive. For the country to gain a more comprehensive understanding of this phenomenon, it needs more data from survivors. A thorough study of this phenomenon will protect more people, and ideally, preventative measures can help prevent harm.
The Special Incident Handling Office now receives more information about deaths. People of all identities in every corner of the world may die one morning, and in every corner, the cause of death may be different.
Some were amputated into pieces, some minced to the point of being unrecognizable, and some showed no signs of injury, as if they were asleep. Foreign countries have no control over this, but in China, we make every effort to investigate the identities and causes of death of the deceased, contact their families, and bury them.
The cost is substantial, and the investment is substantial, but this also provides the greatest guarantee for social stability. Day and night are now two different worlds, and the conditions for entering the game have yet to be fully understood.
On this day, the Special Incidents Office was busier than ever because four people claimed last night that they had entered a horror game and came out alive and called the police.
This is simply unprecedented. In the past few years since the advent of horror games, it cannot be said that no one has come out alive, but there are very few people like this who are complete and without mental illness. It is incredible that four people came out alive at once, and one of them is a woman.
In four psychological counseling rooms, four surviving survivors are receiving comfort from psychological counselors, or you could say, collecting information.
Zhao Xiuli was the one who received the most attention. All the dynamics in her room were projected onto the big screen. Dozens of special case team members were sitting below, and everyone listened to her description intently, because her experience was completely different from the other three.
People who have experienced life and death have different reactions, and Zhao Xiuli vents her fear by telling it over and over again.
A woman's whimpering voice echoed from the projection screen. "I don't know. I don't know why I'm so unlucky. I've only been working here for six months, and every day I'm left with endless paperwork to do. I keep revising it, and my boss still asks me to work overtime. Yesterday, I got off work late, and there was no one on the street. The more I walked, the colder it got. When I looked up, I was already in an unfamiliar ancient town."
In fact, it is only around 8 o'clock. It's just that since the horror game came out, no one goes out at night, which in disguise reduces the degree of internal competition. Everyone goes to get off work and leaves on time. Few people are asked to work overtime at night. If they are found out or if any problems occur because of overtime, employees will face a large amount of fines. This is a welcome change.
"Wow, I was wearing high heels, and I kept stumbling when I walked on that stone road. I don't know where my heel broke, so I threw the shoe away." Zhao Xiuli cried as she spoke, and even exposed her feet for the psychologist to see, her tone aggrieved: "I saw with my own eyes someone being swallowed by the darkness, screams and blood spreading from under the black fog, I ran desperately, and there were three men in front of me. No one was willing to reach out and pull me up, I thought I was going to die, really, I was dying." Zhao Xiuli was trembling all over, even now the despair of death approaching step by step still enveloped her.
In the multimedia conference room, members of the Special Events Management Office gathered together and discussed in low voices.
"How did she survive? The earliest record of the ghost town is three years ago. There were still survivors in the earliest records, but there were very few survivors after that. Because there were no survivors, there are no records. According to the frequency of opening, it has been opened more than 40 times since the first record, and there are less than 10 survivors."
"Except for the four people who survived this time, the last survivors were ours. They held on until the sun came out and left there alive. Since then, there has been no news of the ghost town. In other words, everyone who entered was killed."
"That's why Ghost Town is the place we know best. We even have a map of it. The mansion this woman mentioned absolutely cannot exist. Or maybe our people didn't pass through there at the time."
There was a map spread out between these people. This was what they called the ghost town map, a map drawn by the person who survived.
They followed the woman's description and combined it with the map of the ghost town to reconstruct the scene at that time. The previous scenes all matched, and they could roughly understand her running route and location.
Until she mentioned the big house with red lanterns hanging on it.
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