Ziyan disappeared after that escape room game. We entered the escape room together, but didn’t come out together. 01 Ziyan was my college roommate. In the two years since graduation, we had both been struggling for our lives and hadn’t greeted each other for a long time. So when she came to play with me this time, I was extremely surprised. Back in college, Ziyan liked those games related to
Tag: Thriller
Those who have killed know that if they keep doing it, they’ll eventually be caught by the police. When I was fleeing the scene after killing the 8th person, the police pinned me down on the spot. To get rid of the suspicion, I lied to them, saying, “I was at the scene because I have the ability to predict the future.” Naturally, they didn’t believe me. So, I immediately
“During my first time as a glamour model, I encountered continuous sexual harassment from the photographer. During the shoot, he deliberately used his hands to ‘adjust’ my limbs, and occasionally touched places he shouldn’t. But I never resisted. Instead, I deliberately ‘feared’ him, lowered my head to avoid his gaze, made a shy expression, curled up slightly, or trembled slightly. I knew he liked this look of ‘wanting to but
My wife, inebriated and vomiting, had barely collapsed when her gay best friend rushed to her aid, stripping her of her soiled clothes without a second thought. “I’ve had it, darling, how would you survive without me?” My wife claimed she was just a piece of meat in her gay best friend’s eyes, nothing special. Ha, I rather thought it was like throwing meat buns to dogs, gone forever. But
One night, my takeout was long overdue. I called the delivery rider, but he didn’t answer. When I messaged him on the platform, all I got was this reply: “I’ll bring it to you later. It’s not easy for us delivery riders, a vulnerable group working at night. Can’t you be more understanding? Are you in such a hurry to offer sacrifices to your ancestors?” I immediately called to complain
A single mother moved in downstairs, living a life of hardship. Initially, I didn’t sympathize with the mother and daughter, even taking a perverse pleasure in their plight. I couldn’t live, so I wished everyone else to suffer too. But the little girl from that family liked me, undeterred by my coldness, often coming up to offer me candy: “Mom says big sister’s injections hurt, but candy will make it
I fell in love with a blind girl. She was gentle, caring, and attentive to me. Soon, we started living together. One night, I was sleeping soundly when I was awakened by the sound of running water. I turned around and saw that the light in the bedroom bathroom was on. Probably, she was in there. I didn’t pay much attention and went back to sleep. However, soon, a layer