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MidReal Story
The Forbidden Room
Scenario:一位女子邀請小明去她的房子，裡面有四扇門，有一間不能開
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Xiao Ming
brave, and impulsive. He visits the woman's house, where he encounters four doors with one forbidden to open. Despite the warning, he opens the forbidden door and discovers a room filled with mirrors. He becomes trapped in the room and must find a way out.
The Mirror Spirit
manipulative, and powerful. She appears to Xiao Ming as a beautiful woman and attempts to lure him deeper into the room by promising escape routes that lead nowhere.
The Mysterious Woman
seductive, and secretive. She invites Xiao Ming to her home under unclear circumstances and warns him not to open one of four doors. Her intentions are unclear, but she seems to be testing Xiao Ming's resolve or tempting him into danger.
A mysterious woman invited Xiao Ming to her house.
When he arrived, he saw four doors and was told by the woman not to open one of them.
After she left, Xiao Ming couldn’t help but open that door.
As soon as I opened the door and stepped through the threshold, I felt as if I had been sucked into a vortex.
The world around me became blurry and distorted, and everything moved in slow motion.
I tried to turn around, but my body did not respond to me.
My feet kept moving forward, as if I was being pulled by some unseen force.
Soon, I found myself in a room filled with mirrors.
Every wall of the room was covered with mirrors, and there were even more mirrors on the floor and ceiling.
I looked around, trying to find some way to escape, but every direction I looked, I saw my own reflection staring back at me.
I let out a sigh of frustration and turned away from one of the mirrors.
As I did so, I caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of my eye.
I turned back to see what it was, but my reflection was once again all that I could see.
Suddenly, I heard a faint whisper in my ear.
"Welcome, Xiao Ming."
I spun around, but there was no one there.
"Who said that?"
I asked aloud.
Again, there was no response.
I turned back to the mirror and saw my own reflection looking back at me.
But then, I noticed something strange.
The reflection's eyes were different.
They were a deep, liquid silver that seemed to shimmer and glow in the dim light of the room.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized that the reflection was not just a reflection at all.
It was something alive, something with its own thoughts and desires.
"Who are you?"
I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I am the Mirror Spirit," the reflection replied, its voice soft and melodious.
It reached out a hand and touched my cheek, sending a wave of warmth through my body.
"You seek escape, but only I can guide you," it said, gesturing to an endless corridor of reflections that stretched out behind me.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do.
But then, I felt a strange sensation wash over me.
It was as if I were being pulled towards the Mirror Spirit, as if I were being drawn into its world.
I tried to resist, but it was no use.
I was trapped, and the only way out was through the Mirror Spirit's realm.
I took a deep breath and stepped forward, following the Mirror Spirit into the unknown.
As we walked, the Mirror Spirit told me about its world and its people.
It showed me wonders beyond my wildest dreams, and I found myself falling under its spell.
I knew that I had to be careful, but I couldn't help but feel drawn to this strange and beautiful creature.
Finally, we reached the end of the corridor, and the Mirror Spirit gestured for me to step through a shimmering portal.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what lay on the other side.
But then, I felt a surge of courage and stepped forward.
As soon as I did, I felt myself being pulled through space and time, hurtling towards a destination unknown.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back in the room with the four doors.
The woman was nowhere to be seen, but there was a note on the table in front of me. "Congratulations on making it back," it read.
"You have passed the first test. But now, you must face another challenge. Choose one of the remaining doors, and you will find your reward."
I looked around at the remaining doors, trying to decide which one to choose.
But then, I heard a voice behind me.
"Choose wisely," it said softly.
I turned to see the Mirror Spirit standing in front of one of the doors.
Its eyes glowed brightly in the dim light of the room, and it reached out a hand to touch my cheek once again.
"A wish," it whispered, its voice like a gentle breeze in my ear.
I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I considered its words.
A wish was a powerful thing, and with it, I could have anything my heart desired.
But what should I wish for?
Treasure?
Fame?
Love?
The possibilities were endless, and I knew that whatever I chose would change my life forever.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I made my decision. "I wish for treasure," I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper.
The Mirror Spirit smiled softly and nodded its head in approval.
"Very well," it said gently.
"Very well," it said, its voice echoing like a distant melody.
"But remember, Xiao Ming, treasure comes in many forms, and not all are what they seem."
With a graceful wave of its hand, the Mirror Spirit gestured towards the door, its eyes shimmering with an enigmatic light.
I reached out a trembling hand and grasped the door handle, feeling a surge of anticipation coursing through my veins.
As soon as I opened the door, a dazzling sight unfolded before me.
The room was filled to overflowing with gold and silver treasures, glittering and glinting in the dim light.
Coins spilled across the floor, their metallic sheen reflecting every movement of my gaze.
Ornate jewelry adorned every available surface, sparkling like a thousand tiny stars.
My heart raced with each beat, pounding in my ears like a drum.
I stepped inside, drawn by the allure of wealth and power that seemed to emanate from every corner of the room.
But as I moved deeper into the room, something strange occurred.
The treasures seemed to shift and change before my very eyes, as if they were alive and moving of their own accord.
I knelt among the shimmering coins, my fingers greedily sifting through the piles of jewels.
The Mirror Spirit's warning echoed faintly in my mind, but I was too caught up in the thrill of discovery to heed its words.
I stuffed my pockets with rubies and emeralds, their cold weight promising a fortune beyond my wildest dreams.
As I reached for a particularly large diamond, I felt the treasures beneath me writhe and twist, as if they were living things.
Startled, I pulled back, watching in horror as the coins and gems twisted into grotesque shapes.
The walls of the room seemed to close in around me, trapping me in a world of wealth and madness.
Panic surged through my veins, and I scrambled to escape the room, but it was too late.
The grotesque shapes twisted back into gold and silver, the room's walls retreating as if they had never moved.
I stood frozen, unsure if what I had seen was an illusion or reality.
The Mirror Spirit appeared beside me, its voice echoing softly in my mind.
"Take what you desire," it said, its eyes glinting with a knowing look.
"But remember the cost."
I gathered the coins and jewels, feeling their weight in my hands.
The room remained still, no longer threatening to trap me.
With each step towards the exit, I expected a trap to spring shut behind me, but nothing happened.
Finally, I reached the door and glanced back at the Mirror Spirit.
"Is this truly the treasure I wished for?" I asked, my voice trembling with uncertainty.
The Mirror Spirit's eyes softened, and it replied, "Only you can decide what holds true value in your heart."
"But beware," it added, its tone turning grave, "for the greatest treasures often demand the greatest sacrifices."
I nodded, clutching the jewels tightly in my hands.
As I stepped out of the room, the door creaked shut behind me, sealing away the room's secrets and allure.
The hallway stretched before me, dimly lit and silent.
I paused at the threshold, glancing back at the door that had led me to such temptation.
My fingers brushed against the cool metal of the doorknob, contemplating whether to close it firmly or leave it ajar.
Resolute, I shut the door with a resounding click, sealing away the room's haunting allure.
The Mirror Spirit's voice echoed softly from behind the closed door, "You may have left the room, but its shadows linger within you."
I turned sharply, my heart pounding, and whispered, "What do you mean? Have I brought something with me?"
"Not all treasures are tangible," the Mirror Spirit replied enigmatically, its presence fading into the silence of the hallway.
I continued down the corridor, each step echoing softly.
The jewels in my pockets weighed heavily, their presence a constant reminder of the Mirror Spirit's warning.
The hallway stretched before me, dimly lit and silent.
I reached another door, its surface smooth and unmarked unlike the others.
My hand hesitated on the knob, recalling the enigmatic words about intangible treasures.
With a deep breath, I turned it slowly, revealing a room bathed in soft light.
Inside, a simple wooden table stood at the center, adorned with a single ancient book.
Its pages fluttered gently as if beckoning me closer.
I stepped forward, leaving the jewels behind.
I approached the wooden table, captivated by the ancient book's presence.
Its pages whispered secrets as they fluttered softly, beckoning me closer.
Glancing around, I ensured no one watched, then reached out and touched the book's worn cover.
A shiver ran through me, but curiosity overpowered caution.
I carefully lifted the book, feeling its weight in my hands.
Ignoring any sense of reverence, I slipped it into my bag, eager to uncover its secrets later.
As I turned to leave, a faint rustling echoed behind me.
