"We're almost at the end. No wonder Mr. Chen called this place the Third Sick Hall. Staying here for so long, even if you don't go crazy, you'll get sick."
"I really wonder how the employees here are able to hold on. Working in such a realistic and depressing environment every day, looking at the hysterical bloody words on the wall, will there be any psychological problems? "
"I would've forgotten about that. We've been here for ten minutes already, and we haven't seen a single worker."
"Stop talking. We're about to turn the corner. Be careful, something might jump out at us."
The few visitors took about seven minutes to reach the end of the corridor. They leaned against the wall, and when they turned the corner, they were dumbfounded.
"Why is it still a corridor?"
The layout was almost the same. Mottled walls, cracked floorboards, bloody words everywhere, and mannequins wrapped in mattresses on the ground.
The only difference was that the color of the walls had darkened. Looking through the cracks, one would see something that looked like blood vessels.
"A repeating scenario?" Standing at the corner, Han Qiuming frowned and uttered a term that outsiders would not understand.
"Isn't this the same setting?" This was the first time that Luo Luo and Xiao Du had heard of this term.
"It might look the same, but every time it repeats, something changes. You just don't notice it. When you let your guard down, all the scares will appear at the same time," Han Qiuming said confidently. Han Qiuming's tone was confident. "I've seen a Haunted House called Haunted Nightmare when I was overseas. The whole scenario is made up of nine rooms, and the horror is layered on top of each other. Most importantly, the nine rooms can be moved freely. You will never know what will appear after you open the door."
"You're talking about the rooms, so it's easy to manipulate, but the whole corridor here is the same." Guo Miao touched the wall and whispered, "Everything here is too real. It's like a real mental hospital has been moved into a Haunted House. I don't know why I'm getting this weird feeling."
"You're too sensitive, Ol 'Guo." Han Qiuming chuckled. "Ever since you returned from the hospital where Xu Zhenzhen committed suicide, you've changed. You've become so timid. As a Haunted House worker, we sell our products on fear and horror. If you're afraid yourself, how are you going to use fear to scare others? "
"Qiuming, there are things that I didn't believe initially, but the more I interacted with them, the more I believed them."
"I think you're regressing." Han Qiuming and Guo Miao stood facing each other. "Really? How can you tolerate something like that on the first day of business? You know how long we've prepared for this opening, and now it's all ruined by that Chen guy. You still think he's a good person? You want to reconcile with him? Aren't you afraid that he'll eat you until not even bones are left? "
"Qiuming, this isn't Boss' fault." Song An's voice was heavy. "Speaking of which, it's your fault. The advertisement for the Haunted House has already been designed, but you insisted on adding the scariest Haunted House in all of Jiujiang to mock them …"
"So you're saying that I did something wrong?" Han Qiuming's face turned cold. "Tian Teng Medical School is a new type of Haunted House that I came up with based on my many years of experience. It has both open and hidden clues. I admit that his Haunted House has its merits, but compared to my design, it's too crude. "
"I'm not going to argue with you. You weren't there that day, so you don't know what happened."
"If I was there, it wouldn't have happened. As a Haunted House worker, you were scared out of the Haunted House by a visitor. You're becoming the joke of the industry. " Han Qiuming's words had offended all the workers there, but he did not care. "Looks like I'll have to give you more training when we get back."
"Qiuming, we can talk about this when we get back. There are other visitors here." Guo Miao did not mind Han Qiuming's sarcasm.
"Yes, I'll discuss this with the boss when we get back. I don't think you're fit to be the manager. "
"Han Qiuming! Boss has been good to you. We can tolerate you normally, but don't push your luck! "Song An roared at Han Qiuming angrily.
"I'm pushing my luck? Every decision I make is for the betterment of the Haunted House. Tian Teng Medical School has been redesigned four times, and I've been responsible for three of them. You know the effect. "Han Qiuming chuckled expressionlessly.
"You fused a real case into the Haunted House and used dead people's names as props. That almost brought us a lawsuit? That's your design?"
"I'm sorry, I only look at the result. Based on the data, after Xu Zhenzhen, the ticket sales increased fivefold. " Han Qiuming raised a finger. He had the right to be proud. "It was I who saved you. Other than that, please remember this — I am the haunted house designer hired by your boss, and you are just actors playing the role of a ghost."
"Using a real case as material and using dead people's names to gain attention, did you consider the feelings of the victim's family?"
"Now you're criticizing me? Why didn't you stop me? "
"Stop arguing!" Guo Miao pulled Han Qiuming and Song An away. "We can talk about it when we get back. Mr. Chen cleared our Haunted House alone. If so many of us fail to clear his Haunted House today, that will be embarrassing."
Han Qiuming and Song An were both angry, but it helped to wash away the fear in their hearts.
"I'm too lazy to argue with people like that." Song An was no longer afraid and walked forward alone.
"Ol 'Song, don't walk alone!" Guo Miao was afraid that something might happen to Song An, so he chased after him.
"There are all kinds of birds in a big forest." Han Qiuming walked slowly at the back. When he first entered the Third Sick Hall, he had been shocked by what he saw, but he had slowly gotten used to it.
He turned back to look. "The three of you, follow me closely. There's only ten minutes left. I'll lead the way. To be honest, this Haunted House is not bad domestically, but compared to those foreign Haunted Houses that have no restrictions, it's not even on the same level. "
"Mr. Han, I understand what you're saying, but there's something I need to confirm with you." Xiao Du walked at the back of the group with a pale face. He did not notice the argument between Han Qiuming and Song An; he had been paying attention to something else.
"What is it?"
"Didn't you say the mannequins won't appear within five meters of us?"
Xiao Du pointed behind him. The strangely made mannequins had all entered the Third Sick Hall!
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