【 Friends Under The Bed 】

These three lines of writing are just that, without any more detailed descriptions.

Those cold words seemed to carry a bit of coldness in Litch's eyes. They didn't look like any welfare system, but more like horror movie prompts.

"This is a quest system?"

Litch roughly guessed what these three doors behind represent.

Each description is a bit strange, making people not really want to choose.

But this is an opportunity for Litch, in short, he is still curious and wants to try something.

What motivates humanity to find a way to die and progress is also curiosity.

"[ Fellow Travelers ] and [ Can't Look Back Alley ] seem to be outside, but [ Friends Under The Bed ] should be in the room, right?"

Litch thought silently.

According to the system's calculations, my Physical, Strength, and Agility are all considered to be at normal levels, only Appearance is considered to be above normal levels. If I had to complete the quest, wouldn't it be simpler in the room?

The amount of information was too little, and Litch couldn't get out how much effective information there was from these few sentences.

Thinking about it, he decided to first start at home.

It's not because of any other reason, but because he's lazy to go out.

Besides, I know best about my house, surely there won't be a Kayako climbing out from under the blanket to scare me to death?

The finger was gently placed on the door in the middle, Litch saw it. The strangely twisted door seemed to be slowly opened by a finger. He could even hear the resounding creak of the door opening from the oil painting.

Everything vanished into thin air, leaving only the neat printed words on the script as if they had been typed out by a typewriter, each word appearing in sharp succession.

[ Friends Under The Bed ]

[Are you curious about what's under the bed? In the middle of the night, scratching sounds were heard, and marbles suddenly appeared and collided loudly. In the debris and ash, is there something else still present?]

[Quest difficulty: Mortal ]

[Quest requirements: Midnight 12 o'clock today, in complete darkness lie on your bed, close your eyes. After five hundred heartbeats, open your eyes and look under the bed, and you can complete the quest. ]

["Having lived together for so many years, let's say hello to your 'neighbor', I mean the one under the bed.." ]

Seeing this writing, Litch unconsciously felt numb.

"What kind of horrible game is this?"

This looks like a description of a mysterious game, which usually starts with the death penalty in horror movies.

He took out his phone and went to Google to search for the information as described, but couldn't find anything.

The script was restored to its original state, a great masterpiece from another world was recorded inside, no one knew.

He glanced at the phone again, his thoughts chaning.

The text on the cell phone is distorted and has turned into system text.

[ Quest start time is 08:40:33 ]

Looks like this Quest is about to start tonight.

"As a beginner Quest, it won't be too difficult..."

Litch also didn't know what type of system this was. He thought about it and didn't go directly home, but went to a large supermarket in the neighborhood.

Flashlight, emergency lamp, Cross, garlic, salt, Litch bought exorcism props like in a horror movie.

For some unknown reason, he even prepared a crowbar.

People around looked at him with strange eyes. Litch paid the bill, carrying large and small bags back to his rental room.

13th floor, Room 4 aka 1304.

Because the floor and number of rooms are too bad omens, the rent for this one room is very cheap.

Dropping down big and small bags, Litch first placed the express delivery.

While waiting for the courier, he turned on the emergency light, put it on the bedside, and took out the string of garlic.

He hesitated for a while, then hung it directly at the end of the bed.

Just as he finished hanging the garlic and was about to get salt, he suddenly had a premonition.

"The quest starts at 12 midnight, so what's under the bed now?"

That Ikea style stable price wooden board bed is essentially dark and gloomy.

Litch remembered that since moving here, he hadn't even seriously looked under the bed, only used a broom to lightly sweep it.

He's the kind of person who works as an artist, and once his premonition appears, he can't control it.

Litch was filled with intense curiosity and wanted to see what was under the bed right now.

"Surely, it's okay..."

He knelt on one knee on the ground, slightly bent over, one hand supporting the edge of the bed, the other hand paddling the ground, his head tilted downwards.

Tik Tik ——

Like a marble falling to the ground, a sound suddenly rang out in the room.

Litch paused a moment.

This sound didn't sound like it was coming from the ceiling, it was more like it was coming from under the bed.

He became more and more curious.

His eyes turned downward, hiding under the bed in the shade.

Krukkkk ——

As if a fingernail was scraping across the blackboard, a high-pitched sound echoed into Litch's eardrums. He slightly bared his teeth, his eyes also swept under the bed.

He saw, there, in the deep darkness, there was a pair of eyes watching him!

Litch's heart skipped a beat. He quickly used his phone to take a look and discovered that it was a tattered blue puppet.

He personally took out the puppet that was accumulating ashes, only to see the puppet's mouth open wide, as if mocking Litch's surprise.

Ding Ding Ding ——

The noisy sound suddenly resounded, Litch trembled in fear, and the phone slightly fell to the ground. He unconsciously threw the puppet away and looked at the cell phone screen. The caller was a courier.

"Hey, ah, it's here, it's here."

Litch opened the door, repeatedly thanked the courier for sending him off, placed the minced meat, fried rice, and eggs on the small living room coffee table. He turned around to pick up the dark blue puppet.

But when he looked towards the bed again, he found that the puppet had disappeared at some point.

Litch looked under the bed to explore, only to see thick ash in the middle, that deep blue puppet was glaring with two big eyes with heavy makeup and light makeup, staring at him.

"... Does this make sense?"

Litch felt depressed, he took out the puppet, put it on the table, and used a copy of "When the human stars shine" to press it over it.

After that, he didn't worry about eating first, but first threw the salt under the bed, threw away a string of garlic, and threw down the cross toy he had bought.

Turning around, the puppet was neatly placed underneath the book, like a dead object.

"It can't be that this is the friend under the bed, right?"

After thinking for a moment, Litch decided to throw this thing downstairs in the landfill.

Holding the puppet, Litch rushed downstairs. Taking advantage of the last moment, he threw him into the trash can. After watching the trash collectors cover the trash, Litch turned around and went upstairs.

Lying down again to confirm, Litch did not see the puppet figure under the bed.

He felt reassured, watching the video while eating minced meat, fried rice and eggs, and drinking a bottle of chilled water, and finally it was 11:50 pm.

Putting the crowbar and flashlight on the bed, Litch turned off the light, borrowed his cell phone, crawled onto the bed, lay down, and quietly touched the crowbar with his hand.

Holding the stopwatch, Litch waited until the second hand turned to 12pm, put down his cell phone, and closed his eyes.

Start counting heart beats.