"This is the Haunted House boss's diary? There's a need to record a murder? "
Zhao Wen also suspected that it was a prop, but the contents of the diary were too real. Just looking at it made his heart palpitate, and he felt like he was there.
Even if the content was fake, the person who wrote this was definitely not a normal person.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Wen wanted to put the diary down, but something that he was more afraid of happened.
His body seemed to have lost control. His hands flipped through the pages, and his eyes stared at the words on the red diary. He could not even move his eyes away; the diary felt like it was trying to suck his soul into it.
His body temperature dropped, and Zhao Wen felt the words in the diary turn into blood red symbols. The voices of the dead appeared in his ears, and many pairs of arms reached out from the corner of the room to grab at his body.
His teeth started to chatter, and the sound of his heart grew louder. Zhao Wen's hand finally reached the blank page.
Just as he thought everything was over, drop after drop of blood fell on the diary. Like a life falling from the sky, they left behind flower after flower of blood on the ground.
The dark red blood seeped through the paper, and a paragraph appeared on the blank page of the diary. "X Year X Month X Day, someone read my story, and now I plan to include him in my story as well."
The countless arms grabbing at his body started to tighten. Zhao Wen felt like his body was about to be torn apart. He wanted to scream, but no sound came out. He could only watch helplessly as he was dragged into the storybook. When he turned his head for the last time, he was horrified to find that his body was still where it had been!
"Meow."
The meow of a cat echoed in the room. Zhao Wen seemed to wake up from a dream, and his eyes widened.
His hands pressed against the table, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
The first thing he did was close the diary. Zhao Wen's arms were still shaking. "Is it because my mental fortitude is too weak?"
Unable to move his legs, Zhao Wen thought about it and finally decided to take the diary with him. "It's time to move to the next room."
Pushing on his glasses, Zhao Wen leaned against the door of the staff breakroom to listen. After confirming that there was no movement outside, he pushed the door open and walked out.
His body leaned against the wall as he entered the Haunted House's toilet.
Looking around, Zhao Wen's eyes soon focused on the toilet cubicle door.
The wooden door was sealed shut, and there was a ghastly picture of a devil carved on it.
"Could it be this door?" Zhao Wen slowly approached the cubicle. He shook the wooden boards, and he realized that the cubicle door was tightly sealed. It could not be opened at all. "Bing Jie wants the thing behind the door, but the door is sealed. She can't get in."
He squatted down and looked through the small hole in the door. It was dark red on the other side.
"Blood?"
He looked into the hole again with uncertainty. This time, there was a rolling eyeball on the other side of the hole!
"What is that?!" Zhao Wen sat on the ground. Before he could react, a loud noise came from behind him.
"Bang!"
The door to the bathroom was closed, and Chen Ge walked out from behind the door, dragging the hammer. "Looks like you are indeed after this door."
"What do you want to do? Don't come any closer! " Zhao Wen looked at the hammer in Chen Ge's hands, and his instinct told him that it was not a normal prop.
"This is a Haunted House. Even if you scream yourself hoarse, the people outside will only think that you're having fun." Chen Ge waved his hands, and Meng Nan appeared behind Zhao Wen. "Knock him out and then bring him underground. Use Zhang Yi's power on him to see if it can erase those unhappy memories."
"Okay." Meng Nan seemed to have mistaken Zhao Wen for Chen Ge, so he was especially harsh that day.
Chen Ge stood to the side and watched quietly. He was thinking about something else. "Why would these people come to my Haunted House to look for the door?"
"Currently, my enemies are the ghost fetus, the cursed hospital, and Jia Ming. Which side do these three visitors belong to?"
The ghost fetus was a Demon God, and he was not fully born yet. The cursed hospital was a four-star scenario, so he would not control the visitors to test the door during the day. Thinking about it that way, only Jia Ming would do something like that.
"Even though Jia Ming is a man, the real danger is the evil spirit in his body. When he's cornered, he might abandon Jia Ming's body and hide in another person's body. " Chen Ge had encountered many difficult opponents, and his thinking was not restricted to a certain framework.
"Chen Ge, this man is just a normal person. He is not possessed or treated as a scapegoat. He is just stupid." Men Nan looked at the blood-red "diary" that Shao Wen had hidden in his clothes and added, "The hopelessly stupid kind."
"Bring him to Zhang Yi." Chen Ge picked up Zhang Ya's bedtime story. When he first received this reward, he did not think much of it. He just treated it as a bedtime story and read it during his free time.
This time, after Zhao Wen accidentally read this book, Chen Ge realized how scary this book was. It was not only dangerous to normal people, even Meng Nan and the red high heels did not dare touch it.
"No one has told me how scary this book is. That's enough."
Chen Ge placed Zhang Ya's bedtime story inside the backpack. He had no idea what this book was for, but he had a feeling it would come in handy in the future.
Carrying the backpack, Chen Ge entered the Specter's Changing Room to find a change of clothes. Then, he contacted the phone spirit and headed toward Shen Bingjie and Ling Feijie.
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Inside Mu Yang High School, Wu Jinpeng gradually noticed that something was wrong with Shen Bingjie and Ling Feijie. They were different from normal visitors, especially that Shen Bingjie. She did not seem to feel fear. Even though she would occasionally scream, she would be able to adjust herself in two to three seconds.
To Wu Jinpeng's confusion, whenever they saw a door, they would run to push it, but after they pushed it open, they would not enter it but run to the next door.
"This is the first time I've encountered visitors like this. Could it be …" Wu Jinpeng narrowed his eyes. "Are these the real pros?"
He followed behind them with the two medical students, so he did not see Shen Bingjie's green face.
At that moment, Shen Bingjie gritted her teeth and grumbled under her breath, "I was too careless! I did not expect a two-star scenario to be filled with real ghosts. Does that mean that three-star and four-star scenarios will start to fill them with Red Specters? "
Using Red Specters to scare visitors was something that Shen Bingjie did not even dare to think about, but that day, she realized that someone would actually do such a thing.
"There are comments online saying that a Haunted House like this is not scary? F * ck! This is definitely a trap! "
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