𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦┊𝐘𝐉𝐖

𝗣𝗢𝗩

He stood by a distance, looking at the pile of dead bodies scattered ruthlessly on the ground. Most of the bodies were dissorted. Few with an open ribcage and organs sticking out. Few without its arms and legs.

It was a gory view.

But for him it wasn't something new.

It was his satisfaction.

His happiness,
corpses.

Wow, how evil.

His doings showed that he wasn't to be taken an amateur.

All with his single crowbar, he killed dozens.

Never feeling guilty once.

After all, it was just a game.

Just a game?

Is it?

He played it to relieve pain.

But only did it give him more of it.

He'd never know the little game he played had so much more behind it.

The hidden truth.

Not yet at least.

He would know one day.

He should.

That day would also be the day he plays it one last time.

Red Room.

Version 3.1.3

- Game Master.
(Who could this ruthless being be? Who created this game, watching players kill their loved ones without their own knowledge)

But wait..

It's not over yet.

One player remained.

l.soo_wn

He, the killer chuckled.

"Let's get this over with shall we?"