Horror Game Designer

The lights flickered back on, Gao Ming's back was already soaked with cold sweat. He took the candles one by one, wiped them clean, and put them in a metal box, which already held many candles.,Gao Ming didn't touch the food he had made, placing a piece of cake in front of him. He counted his heartbeat, rubbing lightly at the calluses on his fingertips.,As Mom reached to ladle soup, she collapsed. Her arm flailed involuntarily and her eyelids slowly grew heavy.。