The Player's System

Confusion

They were thinking rest of the part of unfinished script. Not that they had clear understanding nonetheless it was random effort.

"The flower of the east... is beautiful yet poisonous." Orin put the first attempt thinking that someone should initiate the effort.

They looked at the script, it did not change.

Sashi thought for a while and added, "The flower of the east... is loyal." As she completed the sentence, the glass box broke with the intense hatred. Not only the glass box shattered in pieces the lingering aura broke the glasses of other boxes.

Sashi stepped back worried what made the glass break in several pieces. Others also created some distance. "Is the haunted object furious?" Jake asked out of worry.

He was shocked that the unfinished script showed this strong reaction at this suggestion.

Junan was also shocked. Simple words made the script get furious. Jake looked toward Junan and Junan nodded to see his expressions. It was more than clue however Sashi was not feeling fantastic about the reaction of the haunted object.

She belonged to the East and thought to add this type of suggestion however it didn't come out well. Standing among the male players her face turned red. She could no more think of anything much less to add the rest of sentence.

Ahram observed her expressions, "It is just a task created by developers. The loyals are always loyals we know." Others heard his complement as well as Sashi.

Sashi silently nodded while others blinked their eyes, thinking whether to interrupt the silent gestures or not.

They sighed. It was time to solve the script. They thought to nag this matter after completing fourth level.

"Ahem, with the suggestion of miss Sashi we got to know that the script has some grudge or hatred against the particular person. We are supposed to add another part of script which could show this hatred." He commented.

The others listened. "Does it means the person who was writing this unfinished script fell dead before attempting to write what he intend to?" Albert thoughtfully asked. It captured the attention immediately. This was another clue for the development of the expected half part of the script.

However the lingering aura seemed unhappy at the previous suggestion. As the glass boxes shattered One of the script blurred all others. It was not some script but a riddle.

The power of the haunted object intensified and it showed what it wanted to bring up and test the players. In case the players were efficient to complete the riddle, it would prove that they could solve the unfinished script as well.

"Killing your heart is possible if you love the dagger." The script was visible in front of them with the written words. For few moments they kept glaring the words which were violent yet talking about love. Junan shook his head.

"I am damn sure, the developer of this task is bitten by his ex. I mean how they knew this level of intenseness. No one could become philosopher if had yet to face life. See we are under the terrible circumstances where the riddle is all about ex's." Junan commented.

Jake was now standing speechless. He knew that the haunted object decided to throw them out of the task or bring trouble for the players. It was furious. The words written on the other scripts were continuously floating

This created strong influence on the players. They were unable to focus. The intense words were real headache. It was as if someone wanted to torture them before deciding their fate.

"This is kinda annoying. Why would I kill my wife?" Junan gritted his teeth. Those words were continuously bringing madness.

No matter how hard he tried the words kept banging his head.

The influence of the haunted object increased slowly. The subsection looked like the deserted place where strangers ended up by chance of fate. The broken glass pieces hindered their movement.

They might have destroying those scripts in the other boxes however they were bound to not damage the property of the museum.

Whatever damage was done by the lingering aura would not being trouble for players as long as they remain stick to their task.

It was one of the most unique concept ever introduced in any game. The players were meant to play as per their choice and complete the tasks yet in this particular level they were restricted.

The settled and experienced team would have gasped at type of restriction however the spectators could tell the difficulty level.

It was expected. At the first task they thought perhaps the fourth level would be soft niche.

The other two teams were tired. One of them reading the documents and the other lost in the hall. With the time they were getting curious as to who did some progress in the task.

This task took more than enough time and third team was still nowhere near to complete it. The riddle and the furious actions of the haunted object create great deal of challenge for the team. Their weapons were useless for the time being. Although Clark wanted to smash his hammer however he stifled his desire to do so. Orin placed his mace aside for the same reason.

Jake closed his eyes after he saw the floating words in front of him. "You will lick the boots of your father if you have no choice."

These words seriously hit Jake. He wanted to shout crazily or speak some words full of hatred however he could not collect some courage.

"Someone should solve the riddle first." Clark almost begged. His mental state was at the brink of collapse.

Sashi was unable to understand. She never liked riddles. The riddles give her headache. She could only expect that Albert could solve it. He was mature and quite sober.

Albert stood firmly. No matter how the words were floating, it has less impact on him. "I think the riddle is simple.." Albert thought for a while.

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