When we blindfolded and walked for a short distance, but when we took off the blindfold, we found that we had just crossed a narrow single-plank bridge over a cliff; or when we found that some inconspicuous object in our life was holding a scythe, ready to kill us. When the god of death was placed in a dead place, the fear that should have existed in the entire process at this moment burst out together, forming a bone-chilling horror. Dead Silence makes perfect use of this: when the male protagonist finally returns home, he finds that his father has long since died, and he was just talking to a corpse puppet, and when Mary Xiao has already laid a deadly trap in the home, even the most The calm male protagonist and the audience can't help but scream.
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