Despair Game

Chapter 12 - Black Mist

Upon seeing Little Devil's message, I instantly lost any desire to sleep. The fact that he specifically mentioned the six of us meant that he knew about our plan to go to the abandoned building tonight.

But I wasn't sure whether someone had betrayed us to Little Devil or if, as I suspected, it was an evil spirit hiding in the abandoned building.

Upon careful consideration, I realized that the six of us had narrowly escaped danger several times tonight, including Li Yang, who had jumped from the second-floor window. At that time, he was clearly possessed by an evil spirit, causing him to have no recollection of what he had done after waking up.

I seemed to have figured out one thing as well: Little Devil's objective was not to deal with us in the abandoned building but rather to keep us in the class. He wanted all the classmates to participate together and witness us turning against each other, engaged in a mutual m******e.

At three o'clock in the morning, the other classmates were already asleep, so there was naturally no response in the WeChat group.

I didn't even know what time I fell asleep. When I woke up, the WeChat group was exploding with messages.

"Has the game been changed? Does this mean that the game no longer involves us six?"

"Thank goodness, we've narrowly escaped a disaster."

"What's the game going to be about? I'm a little curious."

I looked at the replies in the WeChat group, feeling a mix of emotions. These classmates had completely changed. More precisely, they had exposed their selfish sides. The game had been changed to involve us, and they were indifferent, even gloating!

None of the six of us replied in Little Devil's group. At that moment, Jin Xiaofeng appeared.

He first sent a thumbs-up emoji and then said, "Little Devil has such good taste. These few classmates of mine are all very capable. It's bound to be exciting when they play the game! Hahaha!"

"That's right, that's right. It's like a gathering of rats, a pile of stinky poop! Hahaha."

"Today, I must get a good seat and watch them play the game."

As soon as Jin Xiaofeng spoke, his two lackeys, Zhang Bin and Wu Yuncheng, quickly chimed in. I couldn't be bothered with them at all.

In the group I created, I said, "Everyone, let's not panic. Don't make any noise in the group. It seems that we've caught Little Devil's attention."

Su sent a crying emoji and said, "What's wrong with our classmates? We're all in the same class, but they mock us when we're singled out. It's infuriating!"

I quickly sent a hug emoji and then comforted her, saying, "That's exactly what Little Devil wants. It hopes that we'll hurt each other. The more our emotions tear apart, the happier it becomes."

Qin Yong also replied at this time, "Xiang Nan is right. Little Devil's punishment through killing is just a means. It's the conflict between us that it wants to see the most."

Xiao Ming rarely spoke and usually just sent emojis calmly. I admired him for that. Perhaps it was because of his optimistic attitude that he had never been chosen by Little Devil to play the game.

I sat up and glanced at Li Yang, who was still sleeping. I said in the group, "Let's not pay attention to Little Devil's group for now. The few of us must unite and not let Little Devil manipulate us. Since it's the six of us playing the game, we can at least discuss a method that minimizes the losses. Now let's see what game Little Devil wants to play."

They all agreed, and I got dressed and quickly went to wake up Li Yang.

Li Yang looked like he hadn't slept for three days and nights. I had to call him several times before he rolled over. I brushed my teeth and said to him, "Hurry up and get ready. We're almost late. Today's first class is with the homeroom teacher."

Li Yang made a sound of acknowledgment and lazily came over to brush his teeth. The place where we brushed our teeth had a mirror. Without intending to, I looked up and instantly froze.

I saw a palm-sized patch of black mist on Li Yang's forehead. The black mist was almost covering his eyes, and occasionally, a few strands of black smoke would rise from it.

Afraid that I might be seeing things or having an illusion, I quickly lowered my head and rubbed my eyes, then looked up at Li Yang again.

Oh my god! How could this be?

Li Yang also noticed something was wrong with me. He nervously looked behind himself and asked me, "Xiang Nan, don't scare me. What did you see? Is there something behind me?"

I furrowed my brows and pointed at Li Yang in the mirror, puzzled, and asked, "Can't you see it?"

Li Yang earnestly looked at himself in the mirror for a few seconds and then shook his head helplessly.

I thought for a moment and asked Li Yang again, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Or do you have a heavy or painful sensation in your head?"

Li Yang scratched his head and said with a mournful face, "No, I was a bit tired before, but now I feel more awake after you mentioned it."

In my mind, I wondered, Could it be that only I can see the black mist on his head, and he can't see it himself? But what exactly is this black mist?

Thinking about it, I decided not to continue discussing this topic and urged Li Yang to hurry up and get ready for class.

Along the way, I would occasionally glance at Li Yang to make sure I wasn't hallucinating, but the black mist on his head persisted, continuously emitting black smoke into the air. I was certain that I wasn't mistaken.

When we were about to reach the classroom, Xiao Ming came leisurely, smiling and greeting us.

I quickly pulled Xiao Ming over and said, "Xiao Ming, take a look at Li Yang."

Xiao Ming stared at Li Yang with a confused expression for a while and then said to me, "Look at what?"

I started to feel anxious and pointed at Li Yang's forehead, saying, "Here, did you see anything here?"

Seeing my urgency, Xiao Ming put away his smile and approached Li Yang's face, earnestly staring at his forehead for a few seconds. Then he said, "Yeah, I see it!"

I felt relieved and excitedly said to Xiao Ming, "Oh my god! Thank goodness you can see it too. I thought I was the only one who could see this thing. But what on earth is it?"

Xiao Ming looked at me seriously and said, "It's acne. Everyone gets it."

"..."

I almost rolled my eyes and fainted. The bell for class rang, and the three of us quickly ran back to the classroom.

Due to the recent incidents in our class, the homeroom teacher always had a stern face, so everyone behaved well during class. However, my attention was constantly on Li Yang's forehead.

Li Yang sat in the middle of the classroom, and the black mist on top of his head was so eye-catching, like a censer constantly emitting black smoke.

The homeroom teacher never glanced in Li Yang's direction, and his classmates around him didn't seem to notice him either.

Could it be that everyone really couldn't see it?

I just felt my scalp tingling, and I couldn't figure out what this mass of black mist was.

Could it be the evil spirit we brought back from the abandoned building last night? But why would the black mist still exist in broad daylight?

Countless questions filled my mind, but no one could answer them.

I could only keep an eye on Li Yang at all times because I was convinced that this mass of black mist was definitely not something good.

Time passed quickly, and the WeChat group was lively today. As I opened it, all I saw were Jin Xiaofeng, that jerk, rushing Little Devil to reveal the game's content.

"It's almost noon. Could Little Devil have forgotten?"

"Oh yeah, there are six of us playing the game today, and we still don't know what the game is about."

"When they play the game, will we get red envelopes?"

I couldn't help myself and replied in the group, "You all have really forgotten the pain once the wound heals. Have you forgotten about the classmates who died playing the game a few days ago? It's our turn this time, and sooner or later, it will come to all of you!"

Just as I finished my message, Little Devil unexpectedly replied:

"Xiang Nan seems quite excited. Not bad, I'll reward everyone with a red envelope. This red envelope doesn't have a luck factor, grab it as you wish, because someone will be playing the game today."

After saying that, a 500 yuan red envelope was instantly sent.

Everyone scrambled to grab it, and I was so angry that I clenched my teeth and said in the group, "Little Devil, just wait until I catch you!"

Little Devil responded with a smiling emoji and said, "Oh, looking forward to it!"

I clenched my fist and restrained myself, reminding myself to stay calm and not engage in a verbal battle with it in the group. It was pointless.

After everyone grabbed the red envelope, Little Devil finally sent a message.

"New game, played by the six of you. Rock-paper-scissors, paired up in twos. When there are only two people left, the loser will receive a punishment. One round determines the outcome!"

"Start at twelve o'clock sharp, with a time limit of ten minutes!"