Three-Year-Old Was Thrown Into A Horror Game

Synopsis

When a horror game intersected with reality, my foster parents sacrificed me to save themselves and sent me into the game instead. People who were watching exploded. [Who sent a three-year-old kid in here? I bet she won't survive the night.] [I give her thirty minutes.] On the first night, the security guard, Bill Wardell, who died from heatstroke opened his bloody mouth at me. I gently blew on him. "Bill, I'll blow on you, so you won't be so hot anymore." On the second night, the female ghost, Liana Shavers, grabbed my throat, her form soaking wet. I wiped her face with my sleeve, saying, "Liana, be careful not to catch a cold."