Horror Game Developer: My games aren't that scary! novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97: Expedition [1]

Clank!

With the sound of the door closing, the room fell into a strange silence.

I waited for a whole minute before turning off the music and leaning back on my chair.

"That was close..."

I felt utterly drained. Ever since I found Rowan sprawled on the floor, I’d been desperately trying to make him forget the painting and the Dreamwalker. I couldn’t afford to have him reveal them.

If he ended up telling the Guild about them, then I’d have to find a way to explain to them how I got them, which could essentially lead to the system and all that nonsense.

I couldn’t afford to take the gamble, and as such...

I somehow managed to ’gaslight’ him into thinking it was just his nightmares and pent-up stress.

At first, I was worried it wouldn’t work, but looking at my shirt and seeing the wet spot on it, I felt like I had done a good job.

"I’ll have to throw away this shirt, though."

Who would’ve thought Rowan would go ahead and cry like that?

It honestly caught me off guard.

"Still, all that matters is that it somehow worked. At least for now."

I decided to schedule a few more appointments in order to ensure that he was completely ’converted’.

Only then would I feel safe.

To Tok—!

Lost in thought, I didn’t even realize that someone was knocking on the door.

By the time I did, the door opened, and Kyle’s face popped in.

"So? Are you ready...?"

"Huh?"

I blinked slowly, taking him in from head to toe. He wore a black shirt neatly tucked into brown shorts, his hands gripping the straps of his bag as he looked back at me.

"Ready?"

I turned my wrist and checked the time.

[09:47 AM]

Holy fuck!

Was it already almost time?

How did...

"What? Are you not ready? Do you need more time?"

"Ehh... wait, give me a moment."

Massaging my forehead, I shifted my attention towards my laptop.

To go, or not to go?

Every part of me rejected the notion, wanting to stay here and think of a way to create a new game. However, at heart, I knew that I had to go.

Not only would this help me learn more about the world and how the Guild operated, but it would also help serve as some sort of inspiration for my potential new game.

’Furthermore, I don’t think I’ll have to worry about my safety since I’m with the support squad.’

All I needed to do, realistically, was stay back while the field agents handled the main task.

I was then also reminded of something else.

’Don’t be passive.’

Indeed, I couldn’t remain passive.

The quests were only going to get harder from this point forward. From the conductor to the cult quest and all sorts of other variables.

I couldn’t remain passive.

There was simply no way for me to survive if I didn’t proactively try to improve.

As such...

"Alright, let’s go."

After shutting my laptop and slipping it into my bag, I stood up and walked over to Kyle.

"Wait, let me go to the bathroom first."

"What for?"

"Puke."

*

Several buses waited at the entrance of the Guild, lined up in a neat line.

"My bus is further in the back. Yours should be ahead. We’re going to the same location anyway, so it shouldn’t matter much."

Kyle and I split up the moment we came out of the Guild.

I walked toward one of the first buses, stopping in front of the one marked [02] before stepping inside. Looking to the side, it looked like I was one of the first people to arrive since there was hardly anyone inside.

But...

"....."

"What are you looking at?"

I turned away from her.

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I didn’t get a reply after that as Zoey begrudgingly placed the chips down, staring at them with a mixed expression, mumbling things like, ’I really don’t like them though... Literally no flavor. What sort of psychopath likes regular flavor?’