I woke up from a single room in a small apartment that might be less than ten square meters, and opened my eyes. It seemed that except for the monotonous white light that penetrated through the blinds, there was only the broken TV. The TV projected red light on the wall. Uh, it's breaking news again. You killed someone.
Kill, kill. . Really? Did I really kill it?
There is no time left for you to think, the alarm in the apartment has sounded, you have to run, you can only leave here first. Your phone rings, and the caller is your strange buddy Tycho. He came to pick you up. Get in the car that Tycho drove and escape the danger surrounded by the police. You can only vomit instinctively and keep vomiting. But fortunately, the vomits all fly into the sky, and they may stick to the windows of people behind, but it doesn't matter anymore. At the same time, your Feidi did not stop, he was still rushing to New Tokyo quickly, leaving everything behind him.
On the air Feidi, you seem to have passed away and vomited all your fears. Indeed, you have never killed anyone before. But in the future you will kill countless people in order to cleanse yourself.