Design competition: Horror games

The alarm clock rang.

Chen Mo smacked the screen and turned it off.

"I actually had a nightmare. The system suddenly turned into a Big Boss and enslaved all of humanity. In the end, I led the humans in a difficult struggle ..."

"This plot is so lame. I must have wanted to do' the Terminator 'last night. What you think in the day, you dream at night ..."

Chen Zhao yawned. He picked up the cup by the bed and drank some water.

The curtains opened automatically, and the piercing sunlight shone in. Jarvis began to announce the weather in a very calm voice.

"The weather in the capital is very good today. The highest temperature is 33 degrees Celsius, the lowest is 25 degrees Celsius, and the body temperature is 47 degrees Celsius. Excellent, humidity 43%, east wind Level 2, strong ultraviolet rays, heat index: Hot dog. "

Chen Zhao sat up unwillingly.""As a nouveau riche, why do you still have to go out in this weather? Who can tell me?"