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Ginger tried to keep his cool and recalled.

On the leaflet that had changed at that time, in addition to his own headless corpse, there were several headless dolls lying next to him.

The leaflet did have a few words written on it.

"Welcome to Dollhouse."

Same as Babyface said.

"You must have received a weird poster before you came in, right?"

"The person who received that poster meant that he was selected to complete this advertising project called "Doll's House"."

"Click-"

The baby-faced words are like a key that unlocks the lock of memory.

Yes.

She remembered.

Ginger touched his neck.

Her head and body are separated.

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It was late at night when I got home from work.

Exhausted, she is stopped in her path by a frog puppet.

She sighed as she took the flyer.

She's a nice person, no thanks.

She walked forward, not noticing that the frog puppet's head was unscrewing in an eerie spiral.

And then what happened?

Ginger wine followed the memory to find.

Walking not far away, she suddenly felt a burst of heat in her hands, and when she looked down, a strange blue flame ignited in the corner of the advertising leaflet.

What the heck?

She subconsciously wanted to shake it off, but found that the advertisement seemed to grow on her hand.

Not only that, but the picture of the hot pot restaurant on the original advertising list has also become a strange headless corpse.

Her eyelids throbbed, and a chill rose up her spine.

The clothes on the headless corpse were familiar.

Exactly the same as hers.

Immediately afterward, she felt a sharp pain in her neck.

She seemed to hear the "creak" of her own broken neck bone, and when she looked down, she saw a scarlet color.

Her head and body, as in the poster, were separated.

I was kind enough to do me a favor, but I was in a different place?

At the last moment of consciousness, she saw the green frog puppet walking towards her, grinning wider than anyone else's, as if mocking her situation.

Your sister's.

What was she thinking when her head was screwed off?

Oh.

She was thinking that maybe from today onwards, she should let go of the plot of helping others and respect the fate of others.

When I sent the fourth set of design plans to the boss, the other party replied, "Let's use the original setting."

Last night, I worked overtime to come up with a plan according to the revised opinions, but it was completely rejected today.

Ginger's fist hardened.

The life of a social animal is not a life.

Think about your bank card balance.

She took a deep breath.

Social animals do not have the right to protest.

This is where the memory comes to an abrupt end.

"Hey, hey, I've found you."

Jiang Jiu raised his head and put on a blue and white terrifying face, and his bulging eyeballs seemed to be out of his sockets at any time.

The icy breath sprayed on the ginger wine's face.

It says.

"Found you."

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Ginger Wine was thrilled, and it took a while for him to wake up from the nightmare just now.

I died young, stayed up all night to catch up with the plan, and finally squinted for a while and had such a terrifying dream.

"Is it easy for me to make some money?"

Ginger rubbed his aching temples and muttered quietly.

"Ginger wine! Get up! ”

There was a shout from Jiang's mother outside the door, Jiang Jiu answered lazily, got up and opened the curtains, and looked at the gloomy sky outside.

It seemed to rain last night, and the road was wet.

It was probably too early, and there was not a single pedestrian on the road.

It looks like it's another rainy day.

This is not good in the southern cities, when it rains in the rainy season, the temperature is high and humid, like a big steamer, I can't wait to steam people from the inside out.

In such weather, it is uncomfortable to leave the air-conditioned room for a second.

But, she still has to go to work.

Jiang Jiu sighed, then picked up the cat food placed by the glass door and went to the balcony to add food to the cat owner.

Suddenly, the woman's pouring action stopped.

In the pink ceramic bowl, the cat food is still full and has not moved.

"Fifty-one pounds of grain don't have to eat?"

Ginger wine muttered as he put the cat food back in its place.

At the urging of Jiang's mother, take the clothes and wash them.

The woman in the mirror has a beautiful face, and her facial features are not prominent, but they are extraordinarily soft when put together, and they are not particularly good-looking, but they make people look comfortable and bright-

If you ignore the dark blue under her eyes and the decadence emanating from between her eyebrows.

After simply brushing his hair twice, tying it tightly with a leather rope, ginger wine took his backpack and went out, not forgetting to say: "Mom, Dad, I'm going out!" ”

"Bang-"

The door was closed, and the ninety-square-meter room was quiet, and no one responded.

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Zhao Qiongfang never dreamed that she would be involved in such a terrifying and weird game in this life!

"If you die in the game, you will die in the real world."

"Finding a way to survive according to the rules of the game is the only way to clear the level, and it is also the way to survive."

The man with a baby face but 1.87 meters is introduced.

【Ding Dong!】 Welcome to the dungeon "Doll House"! 】

[It is rumored that a long time ago, in order to create a puppet with a soul, a great puppeteer tried to seal a human heart in the body of the puppet,]

"Shhhh

Ginger opened his eyes suddenly, and put his hands on his neck.

No wounds, no blood stains.

Her head has not been separated from her body.

The faint twitching of his temples reminded Jiang Jiu that what had just happened was not a dream.

Time pulled back to ten minutes ago-

As a qualified social animal, Jiang Jiu was tired of finishing work and preparing to go home, but on the way home, he was stopped by a frog doll.

The puppet in the frog costume made funny moves and jumped up in front of Jiang Jiu, playing tricks and selling tricks while handing her the flyer in his hand.

is also a migrant worker at the end of the world, why should we have met before.

Adhering to this concept, ginger wine kindly took the flyer, wanting to help the other party reduce the pressure on performance.

As a result, before she could go ten meters, the flyer in her hand caught fire.

The blue tongue of fire greedily stretched up from his hand, and the ginger wine tried to shake it off, but found that the leaflet was firmly glued to his hand as if it had been coated with 502 glue.

She wanted someone to help.

As soon as she turned around, the frog doll appeared behind her at some point, its large, comical head pressed against the back of her head.

The bright red mouth grinned wider than anyone else, as if mocking her previous actions.

Ginger took a deep breath and flipped the doll's hood with his backhand.

Damn, what kind of scare is she, she wants to see what kind of face is under this hood.

The frog hood falls to the ground.

Ginger wine's pupils shrank.

Underneath the hood, it's empty.

Only a bowl-sized black hole is entrenched at the junction of the hood.

The next second, she heard a "creak", and a sharp pain came from her neck.

Her head fell off.

At some point, the sky was completely dark, and the alley was already dilapidated, with only a dilapidated electric light installed on the telephone pole, and the light bulb still flickered from time to time.

Now, as darkness falls, the alley seems to be occupied by some unknown force, forming another space that is isolated from the rest of the world.