I Think I’m a Horror Game Villain - Chapter 85
Chapter 85
The 3rd Floor Manager spoke in a calm, matter-of-fact tone, as if delivering a work report.
“If she recall you before the time limit expires, I will give you all the information I know.”
“Recall?”
Dekir didn’t understand his words properly, but he asked calmly.
“What if she doesn’t?”
“I don’t think it’s necessary to tell you that…”
His golden eyes, sharp as a snake’s, stared intently at Dekir.
“Yes. You already know, so there’s no need to say it.”
All the ghosts in the mansion were allowed to play a ‘mini-game’ according to their own rules. The mini-game hosted by the 3rd Floor Manager was designed in the form of a Neapolitan ghost story. Those who came here were considered participants in the game from the moment they received the third-floor guide he provided.
The guide, true to its Neapolitan ghost story nature, contained suspicious and bizarre rules. If they managed to escape safely based on those rules, the players would win.
If they failed to escape within the allotted time or encountered problems due to violating the rules, their souls would automatically belong to him.
‘So, this time, I’m also a target of the game. If I lose, he’ll take my soul.’
Dekir chuckled.
‘My soul has already been taken for a long time.’
The souls of all the ghosts in the mansion were held captive by the devil. Dekir was no exception.
‘I don’t know what his intentions are, but I can’t interfere with the game that has already begun.’
“I would love to talk more, but unfortunately, I have to leave for a while because the guests are calling me. Please check this guide while I’m gone.”
The 3rd Floor Manager vanished instantly. Two pamphlets fluttered down where he had been standing. One was the third-floor guide written in the form of a Neapolitan ghost story. The other…
Dekir slowly picked up the pamphlets. A chilling light gradually filled his eyes as he read the contents slowly.
He crumpled the paper roughly and twisted his lips into a smile.
“Interesting.”
***
“Hey.”
Tommy came to see me while I was resting in my private room.
“What’s up, Tommy?”
“That…”
“That?”
“That…”
There was only one reason why Tommy would come to see me. I knew the reason, but I pretended not to.
“What are you talking about?”
“…That, that thing, you know!”
“That?”
I opened my eyes wide and put on an innocent expression as if I really didn’t know anything. Tommy puffed up his cheeks and grumbled.
Then, he messed up his already messy, curly hair. He scratched his head roughly and, as if he had made up his mind, closed his eyes tightly and shouted.
“I wasn’t serious when I said I didn’t like you!”
It was so hard for him to just say those words.
Watching Tommy, who usually blurted out whatever he thought, stammering, I couldn’t help but laugh.
‘I feel like something similar happened before.’
I vaguely remembered it. I had received a very cute apology from someone who wasn’t honest.
‘Who was it?’
While I was lost in thought, Tommy rambled on.
“I did think you were annoying and irritating. You whined all the time and picked on me at every opportunity. But I never really disliked you. Back then, that guy kept pushing me, so I had no choice…”
“Huh? Wait a minute. What guy?”
“Huh?”
“We were the only two in that room, weren’t we?”
“…What?”
Tommy looked even more flustered than before. His brows were furrowed as if he were trying to recall something.
After a brief moment of contemplation, he mumbled with an uncertain voice, “I think so… but…”
“Is everything you said before really true? I never whined or argued with you.”
“….”
Tommy remained silent. His eyes were filled with confusion.
“Tommy, are you feeling something strange since we arrived here, like I am?”
“….”
“We seem to be forgetting something important.”
“…I don’t know.”
Tommy, who seemed to be considering my words seriously, soon turned away, his brow furrowed as if he were annoyed.
“Whatever it is, I said what I had to say, so don’t bring it up again.”
“Wait, Tommy! I’m not finished… ”
Tommy left the room without even letting me finish.
***
After failing to get any meaningful answers from Tommy, I went to the library that afternoon. Instead of obsessing over the source of the unease, I decided to focus on what I could do right now.
“Let’s see. Documents related to the Clarence family… ”
There it is!
I found a book titled ‘History of the Clarence Family’ on the bookshelf in the far corner of the library. Next to it were records and ledgers documenting the deeds of the Clarence family heads of that era, as well as the head of the family’s diaries.
The bookshelf was higher than I expected, so I fetched a ladder.
‘Even with this, I can’t reach it.’
I stood on my tiptoes, but my fingers still couldn’t quite grasp the book I wanted.
Just a little bit more.
I stretched my arm as far as it would go, and my fingertips almost touched the book…
“Oops?”
My ankle, which had been trembling, gave way, causing my body to tilt dramatically, and I slipped off the ladder.
As I fell, I instinctively protected my head.
Thump—
The impact I expected never came.
“Heyna.”
Zion had safely caught me as I fell.
“I was surprised. I had no idea that you were such a reckless young lady, playing such dangerous games in the library.”
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