Horror Game Developer: My games aren't that scary! Chapter 364 364: A friendly warning [3]

"...I didn't expect you to co."

The rat's voice was sowhat hoarse as he spoke, his eyes trailing my every movent as I entered the interrogation room. Looking around, the room was rather small, and besides the soft lights coming from above, the tal chairs and table; there was nothing else in the room.

I took another look around before pulling the tal chair and sitting down.

"....."

The room fell silent shortly after, neither one of us speaking.

We just sat in silence, staring at each other wordlessly.

But then—

"Congratulations."

The rat began to speak, his voice lighter than before.

"You've finally gotten rid of . I'm sure you must feel a lot better now."

"...I won't deny that."

It felt like a massive boulder had been lifted off my shoulders. Knowing that the rat was no longer going to be sothing that I needed to worry about left feeling a lot better.

Yet even then, not all the weight seed to lift from my shoulders. As I looked at the rat, a sense of unease lingered. I knew things wouldn't be that simple, and that thought alone made my eyes narrow.

'I need to figure this out now before it's too late. '

"Hah."

The rat chuckled, bringing his hand to his mouth.

His hands were bound to the table by a pair of chains, a precaution to keep him from lunging at like he had before.

On the other hand, my hands were free.

If I wanted to, then I could very well attack him.

Not that I would, since there were still people watching outside.

'...It would certainly feel good, though.'

I had done it twice now, and it felt extrely addictive.

"You made a mistake doing what you did."

The rat's words brought out of my thoughts. As my eyes narrowed further, the rat's dimples beca clearer.

"Of all people that you should've made a deal with, that's the last person you should've done it with. He's not soone that you should associate with. He's..."

The rat... No, Myles stopped, his expression trembling for a mont as the dimples faded completely.

"He's no different than a demon."

Myles's voice beca even more hoarse upon saying the last words. Staring into his eyes and seeing how bloodshot they were, I started to have a sinking feeling as he stared right back at .

The room fell silent for a short mont, but that mont lasted just a few seconds as the door to the room opened and several figures walked in.

"It's ti."

"Huh? Ti...?"

I looked at my watch. Hardly five minutes had passed...

"These are orders. We can't have the talk go on for longer. Please be understanding."

The guards stepped up beside Myles, unfastening the restraints around his wrists as he rose to his feet. Seeing him now, he looked less like a Guild mber and more like an inmate from a maximum-security prison.

And yet, the rat continued to keep his gaze fixed on , the dimples on his face appearing again.

"Here's a friendly warning."

One of the guards tugged him towards the door, his body moving along with the tug.

Just as the two neared the door, the dimples on the rat's face beca even more pronounced, sothing about his face making my heart sink. It was almost as if he was looking at soone... pitiful.

Who...? ?

And then—

"...Run."

Clank!

The door closed, plunging the entire space into silence.

I stood there, completely absorbed, trying to make sense of the rat's final words.

"Run?"

From who? The competition? The Guild? Or...

The Guild Master?

Who did I need to run away from?

*

The rat's words continued to linger at the back of my mind even as I left the place. Run...? Run from who? While the rat had never specified the person, there was only one person who ca to my mind.

The Guild Master.

He was the only person I had made a deal with.

It was just that...

'Is he saying this to make paranoid, or is there truth to his words?'

I was rather curious about how the rat ca to know about the Guild Master. In the ga, he was supposed to be a loner whose family had passed away. He was technically supposed to be an orphan.

...He shouldn't theoretically have any relationship with the Guild Master.

Then again, it would be naive of to think that this Myles and the one from the ga were exactly the sa. There had been changes to Zoey's story, too.

'I should try to dig so information on the rat. Maybe I can find sothing.'

I had a rather solid plan in mind, but despite the plan, I still couldn't shake the sense of unease that I felt from his words.

I reflected on my first impression of the Guild Master, and the more I thought about it, the more off it felt... Perhaps my decision to go with him may have been the wrong decision.

"There's no point regretting my decision."

Shaking my head, I sighed.

'It's too late to regret, and this can just be the rat trying to make feel paranoid. At the end of the day, I need to stick with my decision.'

From what I understood, the Guild Master was the type of person who only cared about useful and non-useful people. So long as I continued to hold his interest with my achievents, I wouldn't have to worry about myself.

"Yeah, I'll just keep doing what I've been doing."

I may have made a deal with the devil, but at the sa ti, this wasn't without its own benefits.

By working directly with him, I could now act more accordingly and at the sa ti gain access to far more resources. This would help fuel my growth.

"Yeah, this is good."

Clenching my fists tightly, I walked past the empty corridor and made my way back towards my main office.

The stares continued to linger, their gazes burning even more than before.

I ignored all of it and entered my office.

Clank!

Closing the door behind , I sat down on my chair and sighed.

"Even though I've gotten rid of the rat, why do I feel even more stressed?"

I rubbed my face while blankly staring at the ceiling. The silence that followed felt comforting, and as the silence continued, I reached into my bag and took out my laptop.

"Right, let's try out that ga..."

I needed sothing to take my mind off the current situation, and what better way to do that than by playing gas?

It just so happened that I had a great ga to play.

"It should be this one, right? Seeing how the results are good, I take it that the staff they hired after I got fired was good."

Booting up the ga, a sleek interface appeared before , so polished it stirred a twinge of envy. It was far more refined than anything I had ever made.

"I guess this is the difference between a high-budget company and a solo developer."

Moving the mouse cursor over the nu, I clicked on [Play Ga].

The ga booted right after that.

I cracked my fingers with a little bit of excitent. I really wanted to see what sort of ga my old company had made.

But just as the ga began, I saw a certain warning appear.

[Please connect the VR headset]

Oh.

'I almost forgot about that.'

This wasn't a computer ga.

I scratched the side of my face, let out a sigh, and made my way to the classroom I had converted into a workroom. There, I connected the ga to one of the capsules before stepping inside.

The scenery changed for , and I began the ga then.

'There shouldn't be any more problems.'

But—

"What...?"

Halfway through the ga, I began to realize that sothing was terribly wrong.

So much so that a heat began to rise in my chest, a surge of anger unlike anything I'd ever felt before coursing through .

BANG!

I smashed my hand against the table, rising up as I stared at the laptop.

"How is this possible!?"