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"Continue the game." Without any hesitation, Brit immediately chose to continue the game.

No need to look at RT; Brit also knew that the other person must have seen the game prompt and would choose to continue the game. After all, the game had progressed to this point, who would be willing to quit and fail like this?

"Abnormal effects, seriously!" Brit let out a sigh in his heart.

This so-called anomalous effect must be the ability of SCP-012, but they had to push through As expected, as Brit chose to continue the game, the desire to get close to the tin box surged in his heart the next moment. But this desire wasn't too strong for the time being, people with strong willpower could still resist it.

RT next to him also chose to continue the game and also felt drawn to the tin box.

Brit resisted that urge, desperately turned his head away from the metal door, and whispered: "We... have to leave first!"

But RT struggled to speak and said: "In the room... there are items in it..."

Brit was slightly startled and looked into the room again, finding a vague object on the ground next to the tin box. A game prompt appeared when he focused on it, telling him that it was a Severed Arm. This indicated that the Severed Arm was a game item that would be helpful for the progress.

"I'll go! Wait for me... But don't come in!" RT suddenly spoke again, and before Brit could stop him, he quickly walked into the room.

Since RT was close to the iron box, he could easily enter the room, but getting out was harder. Brit watched RT bend down to pick up the Severed Arm, but when RT tried to turn and leave, he couldn't help but look at the tin box next to him.

"I'm going to finish it..." RT suddenly said.

Brit wasn't surprised, as he felt the same desire in his chaotic consciousness at that moment: [ Complete it! Finish that score! At all costs! Finish it... ]

After this desire appeared, Brit began approaching the room, but after taking two steps, he suddenly came to his senses and tried his best not to get closer.

RT was struggling too, he kept turning his head, but soon something seemed to twist him back, forcing him to look at the contents of the tin box again. Inside the tin box was nothing but an unfinished musical score written in blood. It seemed to have a strong pull, drawing attention.

"Ah-!!!" Suddenly, RT screamed.

He raised his hand, bit his arm fiercely, and tore off a piece of flesh and blood. The pain made his head clear for a moment, so he took the opportunity to step back a couple of steps, but he quickly fell into a daze again. However, RT didn't lose full consciousness and made a quick decision.

After deciding, RT bit his tongue hard. Harder-! Harder-! At last, he bit it off. Even though the pain system had been adjusted to a very low level, the pain widened his eyes. However, despite the pain, RT took the chance to turn around, quickly wrapped the Severed Arm with the file he had just picked up, and then threw it out with a wave of his arm.

"Quickly... Go... Leave Me." RT, with his bloody mouth, blurted at Brit with all his strength.

That gory sight was enough to make anyone shudder. After RT shouted this, he couldn't suppress the desire any longer. He sharply turned around, shoved his hand into his mouth, and yanked it out violently. He took out half of his tongue...

"To... finish it..." RT muttered in a daze.

Then he stumbled toward the tin box, using the half of his tongue as a pen to write the score...