Heshan persuaded them for a long time, but the seniors were unmoved. They all thought that Heshan was purposely exaggerating to cover up his cowardice.
Seeing was believing. They wandered around the Haunted House for a few minutes and came to the conclusion that the Haunted House was not that impressive.
"Xiao Shan, if you're afraid, hide behind me." The woman called Sister Hui led the way and walked into the room next door alone. "The decorations are almost the same. It's not as interesting to watch the crime scene from inside the bedroom."
"Then, we'll follow the earlier grouping." Monkey chased after Sister Hui. "The sooner we find the door, the sooner we can leave. I'm getting bored already."
Ol 'Song and another quiet girl called Shi Ling followed, leaving only Heshan, Brother Feng, and Ol' Zhao in the corridor.
"To be honest, I'm quite disappointed." Ol 'Zhao was a fatty with fairer skin than most girls. He was physically weak, and his forehead would be covered in sweat after a few steps.
"Alright, that's enough. Let's set off as well." Brother Feng waved his hand and strode forward. Old Zhao followed closely behind him.
Soon, only Heshan was left in the corridor. He was the only one who was still on high alert. "If this continues, something bad will happen."
He took two steps forward and suddenly stopped. "The background music seems to have changed. Why does it feel strangely familiar?"
They didn't have time to think about it. They heard a clear and melodious sound. It seemed to be coming from the road they came from.
"Someone's coming?" Heshan did not dare stay any longer and quickly caught up to the students.
When Black Friday started, the Murder by Midnight game officially started. The light became dimmer, and the junk in the corridor would occasionally roll down on its own. On the stairs, the sound of chains was slowly approaching.
"I found something!" Sister Hui, who walked at the front, took out a rag doll from the room. "Look, there's a rag doll in the middle of the room."
"Senior, don't touch the things in the Haunted House. Last time, we only triggered the trap because we touched the coffin." Heshan was imparting his experience, but he realized that no one was paying attention to him. He could only stand silently at the outermost area and watch as his seniors courted death like crazy.
"There has to be something wrong with this doll. Could it be placed in the middle of the room as a symbol?" Monkey picked up the rag doll's head. The doll looked like a five or six-year-old girl, but she had no eyes, and her body had been burnt black. "Not being able to see should mean darkness. Is the body burnt because it has been sent to hell?"
"Could it be a sign of murder?" Brother Feng pressed on the doll's body. "The stuff inside isn't cotton. It's a bit hard. Open it and see."
Monkey pulled open the zipper on the back of the doll. The doll's body was filled with shredded paper. He took out a random piece of paper. The handwriting on it was sloppy and immature. It was obvious that the writer was young.
"What's written?"
Monkey was the only one who had read the contents of the note. His expression was unnatural. He placed the note in front of them. There were only five words on it — All of you must die!
"That seems to be written on every piece of paper."
"What a huge grudge."
"Hurry up and throw it away. It's so unlucky." Shi Ling, who had been quiet, seemed to be especially afraid of the doll. She glanced at it and quickly walked away from the crowd.
"It's just a doll. Don't be so surprised. Perhaps it's just a decoration." Monkey shoved the note back into the doll's body and tossed it down the corridor. "Let's go to the next room."
There was an obvious tremor in his voice. It was clear that he was not as calm as he appeared.
"Wait a minute." Xiao Hui raised her left hand. She was holding a few pieces of paper. "In the room where I found the doll, I also found these. Take a look. They should be torn from a diary."
"Let me take a look." Ol 'Zhao accepted the few pieces of paper and started to read them. "There seems to be someone hiding in the room. I don't know if he's hiding under the bed or inside the cupboard. I told my parents and big sister, but they seemed to be worried about something and didn't have time to listen to me. It's late at night. Dad checked all the doors and windows in the apartment before going to bed. I don't know what they're afraid of, but I do know that there really is someone hiding in my room … "
"F * ck! What is this? " Ol 'Zhao found himself unable to read anymore. He returned the few pieces of paper to Xiao Hui. "This is all designed to distract us. If you're serious, you'll lose."
"The details are well done, but they won't scare me." Xiao Hui put the paper back, and the group moved on to the next room. None of them noticed that the rag doll that was casually tossed on the ground suddenly moved a little.
"Let's find the exit. Stop wasting time."
After looking through five rooms, they came to the right side of the corridor.
"The third floor is very big, and we haven't finished our search, but I think the chance of the exit being on the third floor is very small. If I was the operator, I wouldn't have placed the entrance and exit on the same floor," Brother Feng analyzed rationally.
"Should we split up?"
"Don't! If we're not on the same floor, we'll be taken down one by one! "Heshan interjected, but the group chose to ignore him.
"We've been here for ten minutes, and nothing has happened. Even though this Haunted House has a good atmosphere, it's far from scary. I think it's better to split up." Ol 'Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued, "Don't forget our purpose here. Only by finding the exit and leaving within the stipulated time will we be able to win back the face that we've lost!"
"You have a point. Then, we'll split up according to the original plan."
Just as the group was about to come to an agreement, Heshan, who could not take it anymore, stood out. "Listen to me!"
He walked to the middle of the group and pointed at the other end of the corridor. "Since several minutes ago, I've been hearing the sound of chains coming from the stairwell. Something has been following us!"
Once Heshan said that, the group reacted. They listened closely and could indeed hear the sound of chains getting clearer.
"The boss said that this scenario is called Murder by Midnight. Since it's a murder by midnight, there will be assassins." Ol 'Zhao patted Heshan on his shoulder. "Don't get too deep into the role. The assassin chasing us has to be a Haunted House worker in disguise. You know it's fake, so what's there to be afraid of? Don't you think so? "
The group laughed, thinking that Heshan was being too sensitive.
"Don't worry, with our seniors backing you up, we won't be afraid." Ol 'Zhao took out his phone. "Didn't we agree to record a short video inside the Haunted House and post it on the boss's forum to mock him? I think this place is quite good. Come, let's look at the camera together. "
He picked the angle and recorded everyone. His eyes scanned the screen, and he was about to say something when an indescribable feeling rushed up to his head!
The fat on his body shook, and Ol 'Zhao's hand shook, and he dropped the phone!
"Fatty! Have you lost your mind? "
"What are you doing? You scared me! "
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