Horror Game Designer

Their mouths slowly opened wide. The father and mother, bound in the bedroom, saw Gao Ming, their eyes flashing with bloodshot veins. They looked like fish tossed ashore, desperately shaking their bodies. As they struggled violently, a hoarse voice began to come from their throats—Stay here!,Isn't it just about the difficulty of playing a little game to enhance family relationships Isn't it just that after turning off the lights, Dad and Mom become monsters Isn't it just that Dad and Mom come over every night Isn't it just surviving in a house that turns into a slaughterhouse until you are eighteen years old, so that Dad and Mom can complete their companionship,Holding her breath, Gao Ming stared intently at the corner of the staircase.。