I Think I’m a Horror Game Villain - Chapter 36
Chapter 36
Zion spoke after Dekir.
“As a reward, you will receive an additional 30 minutes, so calmly search for the key.”
“30 minutes per person, so they’re giving us 2 hours!”
Rose said, and Zion shook his head.
“It says below that duplicate use is not allowed. So even if all four of us succeed in the mission, the additional time we can receive is only 30 minutes.”
“What the heck, that’s useless.”
Additional time, 30 minutes.
The mission was the same, but the mission rewards for the three of them and my reward were different.
My mission reward was…
[Mission] Open the box and find out where ‘Tommy’ is.
(Reward) Memory Eraser
Memory Eraser.
I didn’t know exactly what function it had, but one thing was for sure. Like when I cleared Chapter 1, I had to hide the fact that I was the mastermind using the item.
‘Since it’s a memory eraser, can it erase someone’s memory as the name suggests?’
I decided to think about the reward later.
“Everyone, let’s first find the key that fits the box.”
‘…Is there even a key that fits?’
[00:13:00]
There were only 13 minutes left.
Around us, mismatched keys were scattered messily. We were hurriedly picking up the keys, so not only our clothes but also the surroundings were getting soaked.
However, we still couldn’t find the right key.
Furthermore…
“There must be more than 100 left?”
No matter how much we scooped them up, the number of keys in the fountain didn’t seem to decrease. At this point, I even began to suspect that the keys were actually increasing.
“There’s barely 10 minutes left…”
Zion sighed as he forced another key that didn’t fit into the keyhole.
“We might have been better off going around the 2nd floor at this point.”
“There’s still 10 minutes left. We have to check if there’s a key among these…”
Rose blinked away the tears welling up in her eyes, as if she was about to cry, and dropped a pile of keys she had just picked up onto the floor.
“Is there even a key that fits?”
Rose plopped down on the floor, staring blankly at the keys she had just dropped.
“It’ll be hard to find one in the next 10 minutes, unless a miracle happens.”
Even if it’s just empty words, couldn’t you say something positive?
Rose burst into tears at Zion’s words.
“What should we do? If Tommy dies because of us…”
“….”
Everyone had a somber expression.
‘Tommy.’
I fiddled with the mismatched keys and repeated the words written on the box.
“The key to finding your companion is inside. Only those who are not deceived can reach the truth, so what you see is not all.”
Only those who are not deceived can reach the truth. What you see is not all.
‘Why did they bother writing this?’
If there really was a ‘real key’ among these, was it really necessary to write this?
Something flashed in my hazy mind.
‘Wait a minute. No way!’
If my guess is right, the key is probably there!
* * *
“Beatrice, marry me.”
“Oh, Maxim. I’m sorry, but I can’t marry you.”
“Why? Beatrice, you love me too!”
“That’s right. I love you. But you’re human and I’m a ghost.”
“What does that matter! My dear Betty, you’re the only one for me. It doesn’t matter if you’re human or a ghost.”
“Maxi…!”
“Betty…!”
The two dolls hanging from strings swayed back and forth in the air and kissed each other.
The child who had been happily moving the dolls suddenly stopped laughing.
“It’s not fun.”
The child threw the dolls away and grumbled.
“Playing with dolls alone is no fun.”
The child, who had been lying down, turned to the side. The transparent, glass-bead-like brown eyes spun around once and then fixed on something.
“Are you listening? Brother Tommy.”
“……”
Tommy couldn’t answer the child’s question.
“Oh, right. Since you’ve become a doll, you can’t talk.”
* * *
When Tommy first opened his eyes here, the child said.
“Brother, you’re awake? Let’s play with dolls!”
It was a young girl with thick, dark hair braided into two pigtails. Tommy immediately noticed that the girl, whose bright personality seemed completely out of place in the mansion, was a ghost.
“No.”
Tommy immediately tried to leave the room, but the girl grabbed his sleeve.
“Don’t go. Please play with me. I’m bored.”
The girl pleaded with him in a desperate voice.
“Let go!”
Tommy pushed the girl away without hesitation.
No matter how young she looked, he had no intention of associating with a ghost, or even if she was a real person.
The girl, pushed to the floor by his rough hands, glared at Tommy fiercely.
‘I didn’t mean to knock her over.’
Tommy was concerned about the girl who had fallen, but he didn’t want to get any more involved, so he tried to walk away.
At that moment, his vision suddenly became blurry. The hand that had been holding the doorknob a moment ago had become a flat doll’s hand with no fingers.
‘What is this! Why have I become a doll?’
His arms and legs wouldn’t move. His mouth, made of haphazardly sewn thread, couldn’t make a sound.
“That’s right. It would have been nice if you had played with me from the beginning.”
The girl picked up Tommy, or rather, the Tommy doll, who had fallen to the floor.
‘Let me go! Turn me back to normal right now!’
The girl replied to Tommy’s silent scream.
“No. Why should I?”
The girl placed the Tommy doll next to her and played with it by herself.
She introduced the Beatrice and Maximillian dolls, saying that they were lovers, and played with them for a long time. Then, as if she had gotten bored, she spoke to Tommy.
“Oh, right! Let’s play something more fun this time.”
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