Horror Game Designer

"Come, eat cake. Your dad and I got it back in the pouring rain," Mom said after washing her hands. She carefully opened the cake packaging and inserted eighteen candles on top.,Gao Ming didn't touch the food he had made, placing a piece of cake in front of him. He counted his heartbeat, rubbing lightly at the calluses on his fingertips.,Isn't it just about the difficulty of playing a little game to enhance family relationships Isn't it just that after turning off the lights, Dad and Mom become monsters Isn't it just that Dad and Mom come over every night Isn't it just surviving in a house that turns into a slaughterhouse until you are eighteen years old, so that Dad and Mom can complete their companionship。