Have you ever wished to eliminate someone without getting caught?
In other words, are there people lurking in the darkness eagerly anticipating your demise?
The deepest hatred arises from love, and the most horrifying predicaments stem from the malice of those closest.
These eerie moments within intimate relationships delve into the extremes of human emotions—love, hate, jealousy, fear, and loneliness—and how they give birth to evil.
Hatred, selfishness, and desire lie dormant within people's souls, waiting to be unleashed.
This is a series of short and horrible stories where you will see the darkest part of human nature.
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Strange occurrences lurk behind you.
Only those who have the courage to face the harsh truths of life are true heroes.
If you had the opportunity to participate in an unaccountable murder game, would you become the most ruthless player?

Tales of Terror:  Dangerous Games

I didn't know if love was a human privilege, but it was clear that breaking the law was not the bionic men's privilege.


The heavy shackles left squeezed red marks on my skin when I tried to lift my feet. Silence fell again after the shackles clanged.


The shackles were above my ankles, with a small gap between them and my skin. My skin was slightly red and broken.


I didn't pretend to be in pain and the hard and cold shackles indeed hurt my ankles a lot.


Aaron apologized to me and untied the shackles after a brief pause. He then took a small first-aid kit from the next room. I didn't think it was necessary.


He also brought back a pair of electronic shackles. They were light and small, which could monitor my location at any time.


He knelt and gently applied ointment to my wound. The ointment was cool and gradually melted due to the temperature of his fingers.


The room was so quiet that I could hear the chirps of birds clearly.


The Heart of the Bionic Man