Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 380 The End of Gao Ming

Tick, tick...

The moving electronic clock made time sound, and when there was half a minute left in the countdown, the road in front of the bus changed.

The car lights came on, and no new memory platform appeared. The bus called the past drove into a dark tunnel.

Ordinary Gaoming walked to the front of the car and tried to communicate with the driver, but the driver didn't say a word. Ordinary Gaoming tried various methods, but he couldn't even see the other party's face, let alone let the other party reveal some information.

"Where are you taking the car? Speak! Who are you? Why are you in my past? In my memory?"

The bus drove silently in the tunnel, like a fish diving into the deep sea.

"Without the platform, we should be almost at the end, right? But what about this tunnel?" Tongfan Gaoming tried hard to think, but he couldn't figure anything out.

The lights in the car flickered, the electronic clock began to move with some difficulty, and the car continued to slow down.

When the pointer jumped for the last time, the countdown ended and the bus slowly stopped in the tunnel.

The lights in the cab suddenly went off, followed by the lights inside the carriage. Tong Feng Gao Ming ran to the back of the bus before all the lights disappeared.

He carried the corpse with the portrait on its chest on his back. After all, a corpse has a good life.

Compared to the unknown dangers in the dark, one's own body is more reassuring.

"There are only two of us left on the bus." Tongfu Gaoming rummaged through his schoolbag to see if there was anything useful. He unexpectedly saw the black-and-white photo that was given as a gift.

The last two remaining passengers seemed to have a posthumous photo.

"How strange." Tongfu Gaoming took out his cell phone without any signal and looked at the chest of the corpse with the help of the faint light.

The posthumous photo obtained from the corpse was collected by the General Investigation Bureau with great effort. The content of the photo was very strange. In the black and white background, Gao Ming was wearing the uniform of the highest security chief of the General Investigation Bureau. His expression was cold and his eyes were indifferent. There were traces of stitches all over his body, as if the body was cut into pieces and then pieced together again.

This portrait exudes a strong curse. If you stare at it for a long time, you will seem to be sucked into the photo.

"This is me too?"

Some black-and-white portraits make Gao Ming feel familiar, but some portraits make Gao Ming feel scared. Gao Ming doesn't want to become the self in the photos, but he doesn't know what will happen in the future.

The lights on the bus had gone out, and Gao Ming was carrying his own body as he moved forward in the deep tunnel.

"Where is the end?"

It was pitch black all around. He could not see the way he came from, nor the way ahead. The only thing Gao Ming could rely on was his own body.

He was not very courageous and backed down easily, but every time he wanted to give up, the faces of other high-ranking figures would flash through his mind.

He was able to get here because of the sacrifices of many high-ranking people. At this moment, other high-ranking people were standing on the platform, bearing the most desperate memories of the past.

An ordinary high-level person has no choice but to move forward and reach the finish line.

I fell down and got up again and again, hit the wall in the dark again and again, and convinced myself again and again.

He didn't understand why everyone was optimistic about him. Maybe he should get off the bus in place of Shanliang Gaoming, or just replace someone else.

Dark, dead, lonely, he began to talk to the corpse, he silently counted his heartbeats. Time lost its meaning here, he didn't remember how long he had walked, when he raised his hand accidentally, he found that the tunnel wall was no longer slippery stone, but a cold and stiff corpse.

He touched a human face!
"There are people embedded in the walls?"

Stopping where he was, he mustered up all his courage to touch the wall again, his fingertips brushing over the corpse's eyebrows, nose and mouth, and he made an extremely shocking discovery - it seemed to be himself.

Gao Ming raised his phone with great effort, trying to see clearly with the dim light of the screen, but the phone suddenly vibrated. Someone sent him a text message at this time.

"There was no signal just now. Could these text messages be sent by ghosts?"

Gao Ming opened his mobile phone in confusion and saw that his classmates in Class 13 were bombarding him with messages one after another. Most of the messages were telling him not to go any further as it was very dangerous ahead and to get back on the bus as soon as possible.

The information described was extremely real. They described the dangers in the darkness and the various abnormalities of the high-level people, making the ordinary high-level people feel as if they had gone crazy.

As he read one message after another, Tong Pu Gaoming became more and more frightened. There was a ghost hiding deep in the tunnel, and his classmates were waiting for him to come back.

Through text messages, phone calls, and even video invitations, the vast majority of students are trying to do one thing - get Gao Ming back on the bus.

"Everyone sent a message... No, why wasn't there Gao Yun? He said he was also my classmate, but why didn't he send a message to persuade me to go back?"

After hesitating for a long time, Tonggong Gaoming chose to believe in himself. He touched the corpses on the wall and endured all kinds of persuasion and "warnings" from his classmates.

After walking for a long time, when Tongfan Gaoming felt that he was about to collapse, his hand touched a gap in the wall. The empty part was just big enough to put a corpse.

"A body is missing? The original me should have been embedded in the tunnel wall?" He wanted to try if he could get in, but his hands and feet could not bend to that angle.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but the body he was carrying on his back suddenly fell down, and one arm was slanted on the wall, as if saying goodbye to him.

After a moment's silence, Tongfan Gaoming sighed and placed his body into the gap.

When the corpse was completely stuck in it, blood vessels began to grow on the black and white portrait on its chest. Soon, those blood vessels crawled towards the other corpses on the wall. Something was torn apart!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Like the sound of a heartbeat like a drum, a large amount of death memories flooded into the heart of the ordinary Gao Ming. He had too much past, and every past was a tragic death memory!

The dark tunnel seemed unable to withstand the force and cracks appeared on the wall. Tongfu Gaoming covered his heart, threw away his phone, and ran forward with all his strength.

The tunnel collapsed behind him, the darkness and shadows were dispelled, the heart of an ordinary high-life beat at the same time as the hearts of countless corpses. He ran faster and faster, and rushed out of the tunnel at the last moment.

A loud rumbling sound echoed throughout the world behind the door. Standing on the ruins, Tongfan Gaoming looked back. On the road he came from, there were one platform after another emitting light. That was his life.

The bad guy lying in the mud looked at him with blood in his mouth.

The kind-hearted Gao Ming, who was dying in Lishan Private Hospital, looked out the window and finally smiled.

Gao Ming's body of flesh and blood was changing rapidly, and he grabbed Lu Zang's neck.

"Is this my destination? And also... where everything begins?"

(End of this chapter)