The heart is beating [Fifth Personality]

When I first faced this desolate and weird place, I didn't panic like I do now. Except for a little ominous premonition, all my attention was on the bonus.

At this moment, instinct makes me want to escape.

Everything is wrong here, and no matter what I can't bring myself to suppress the anxiety and fear in my heart.

But that bonus...I had to get it!

The lawyer said just now that he needs my help in the game tomorrow night. If I heard correctly, he emphasized the help of my professional skills.But I'm just a doctor... Is it possible that someone will be injured in this game?

And that thing that interests me... what is it?

Let me see, I remember when he first came here with nothing but a Parker pen in the breast pocket of his white shirt.After he came to see me at night, the pen was pinned in the pocket of his suit trousers, and there seemed to be something else besides that.

A paper?Is there something written on it?

I couldn't even think of it when I was thinking about it, who knew what it was.

So far, all of us only know that this is a game, but we don't know the rules, gameplay, venue or even the number of participants of this game.

Everyone came here because they had received an invitation letter, but no one ever took the initiative to talk about their purpose for coming here.It seems that everyone has some unspeakable secret... Money should be the most straightforward and simple reason.

Forget it, none of that matters.

I think this lawyer should have some important information to share with me, but no matter how I think about it, I can't figure out why he emphasizes my profession?

It's a pity that before the lawyer could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the scary maid who came in suddenly, otherwise he might have heard something interesting...

The room was very quiet, with a little wind outside the window.

I buried my face in the pillow, keeping my limbs as close as possible so that they would not be exposed outside the quilt. It is said that this curled up posture is a hint in my heart and can bring a lot of sense of security.

Difficulty falling asleep, too many things on my mind, these things are as difficult to manage and have no clue...

Suddenly, a vague singing sound came from outside the room, melodious and eloquent.

"Bo-la-la-la-loo-"

"A-la-la-"

A man humming the ballet Swan Lake?

This song appeared out of thin air in the dead darkness, abrupt and strange.

I lay on the bed with my eyes wide open and motionless, the skin on my cheeks instantly tightened, my scalp felt numb and my back felt cold.The room was too quiet, the singing seemed to be far away from me, and it seemed to be humming in my ear.

who is it! ?

no footsteps...

It seemed to sound out of nowhere, in such a quiet place, I didn't hear any footsteps!

This is impossible! ?

I tried my best to adjust my breathing and calm my heartbeat. The dim candle was on the low cabinet on the right side of my head. I wanted to reach for it, but found that this action had never been so difficult as this time.

I was hesitant to get up and take a look.

There were not many people in the manor. Apart from the servants and the owner of the manor who had never seen his face before, among the people who came to participate in this game, there were only two people left besides me and the lawyer.

A man named Kreacher Pearson, a self-proclaimed philanthropist, came to help orphans with the prize money.

The other was Emma Woods, a lovely young lady who, as she said, was a gardener.

Although the gardener lady who came here seemed to have some ulterior purpose, the sudden and strange singing was obviously humming by a man.

Not her.

And the philanthropist is a liar, with indecent behavior and sloppy manners, especially when he looks at Miss Gardener, his eyes flash with malicious intent, which makes people disgusted.

I had seen him rummaging through empty halls during the day, stealthily removing a gold-plated part from a table ornament stand.

Hmph, this kind of person, I don't think he has such a high taste to appreciate a ballet.

The lawyer is shrewd and slick. I think that on the night before the game starts, he should have the same thought as me. He will choose to have a good rest and save his energy for the main game tomorrow. He will never be so bored that he hums a song late at night.

So, who is it?

Before I could figure it out, the singing stopped suddenly.

"Ah~~"

But within a few seconds, the man let out a slippery and cold moan, as if he was quite satisfied with the ditty he hummed just now, his tone was abnormal and perverted like a devil in hell.

This groan was much clearer than the previous singing, and it exploded directly above my head.

I was so frightened that I shivered and trembled, the hand that I stretched out suddenly lost temperature, and my whole body was cold, and the idea of ​​going out to see it before disappeared without a trace.

I froze my body, as if waiting for a death sentence, and continued to wait for all the sounds that might come out next.

In the middle of the night, it seemed to return to the previous dim silence.

But I was so nervous I couldn't sleep anymore.After coming to this manor, all the fears gathered together and broke through the limit.

It pinches my heart and doesn't let me feel better.

As for me, there is nothing I can do except pray that the dawn will come sooner.

The author has something to say: Hear his voice before seeing him, Uncle Jack is here!

Although it scared our little doctor... hahaha.

I don’t know if you guys have played the game of Fifth Personality, the voice of Jack in it is really Su!

In the past two days, there is also a rose cane princess hug, but this butcher is not strong. After the princess hugs him, he can’t cut people with one hand. I feel that the official position of Netease is that he has good looks and can be invisible. It seems that he is specially for me. Yangou tailor-made the same, ha ha ha.

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Thanks to the staff girl for mine, (づ￣￣￣)づづうか