CO2
I scanned my surroundings, my stomach twisting. This was Severin’s world. If he found me, I would be screwed.
Not only did I had run away, I had wrecked his castle before I left.
The scenery around me suddenly shifted. The towering buildings of the central street vanished, replaced by a quiet village with thatched houses. The mission had officially started.
I shrank into the crowd, heart pounding. An NPC calling himself the village chief started his usual spiel, explaining the mission and sorting out accommodations.
There were eight of us in total and three were veterans. They immediately took charge, acting like they owned the place.
I barely paid attention. I was too busy glancing over my shoulder, half–expecting Severin to appear out of nowhere.
Scarlett Lawson, one of the veterans, took one look at me and sneered. She had already decided I was dead weight, whispering to the two guys beside her that I would be the first to go.
For experienced players, this B–level dungeon was a joke. But for newcomers, it was practically a death
sentence.
Scarlett’s attitude wasn’t just because she thought I was inexperienced–she was jealous. The second she saw me, I could tell she hated that I was the prettiest one here.
That night, everyone huddled in bed, too scared to sleep. But I couldn’t afford to close my eyes. I needed to leave. No one could fight Severin and win. The central street had been the safest place, I had to get back there. Since sleep wasn’t an option, I got up to search for clues. I had played through every dungeon before New Year’s. I knew how this one worked.
The small boss in this world was a grotesque, almost–human creature sealed inside the altar. If I granted his wish, I could clear the level and get out of here, or so I thought.
Because when I reached the altar, I wasn’t alone, the three veterans were already there. Their shock was almost funny. Especially Scarlett, her face twisted like she just swallowed something rotten.
To them, I was just some clueless newbie. No way I should’ve found this place on my own. However, they were in the middle of a problem and lucky for them, I had just walked straight into it.
More than twenty jars sat in front of them. Three held the key to beating the boss. The rest were either cursed corpses controlled by the boss or the boss himself.
else.
No one wanted to risk opening the wrong one, so they made me do it.
Scarlett and her guys didn’t even try to be subtle. They pulled out knives, making it very clear; open the jars, or
I didn’t flinch. I had spent enough time in this horror world to know people like them. They weren’t the first to pull this kind of stunt and they wouldn’t be the last.
Honestly, I wasn’t too worried about the boss here. We went way back.
When I was with Severin, he introduced me to nearly every major boss in this world. There was no way the didn’t recognize me.
That was supposed to be my ticket out of here. Just a quick appearance, call in a favor and pass the level without trouble
But now these three had completely messed up my plan, I had no choice but to go along with it. Only three jars were safe.
I let them choose, then cracked each one open. Nothing happened. No monsters. No attacks. Just three perfect clues.
The trio stared at me, stunned. I faked a clueless expression. but inside, my mind was racing. This wasn’t luck.
My Cheating Boyfriend Got Me Into a Horror Game
Someone was helping me.
