The diary that was placed on the podium to scare the visitors had become Chen Ge's guide for exploring the Haunted House. He shoved the diary into his backpack and hurried toward the scary scenario recorded in the second entry.
As the most famous Haunted House in Xin Hai, Nightmare Academy's interior was much bigger than Chen Ge had expected. The theme was the School of the Afterlife, and it covered almost all the horror stories that could happen at the school.
There are six floors in total. This is going to be fun today.
No matter how he looked at it, the size of the place was a good thing for Chen Ge. He could explore as much as he wanted, and if he had the chance to merge the place together, he would be able to put in more scary scenarios.
The Pen Spirit scenario was not far from the classroom where the welcoming ceremony was held. Touching the mottled wall, Chen Ge saw an old door at the corner of the corridor. The words' Junk Storage 'were written on the door.
According to the diary, the girl by the name of Die played the Pen Spirit game in this storage.
Pushing the door open, before Chen Ge entered, he heard the sound of a girl crying.
The sound was erratic, and it was hard to tell where it came from.
"Is anyone there?"
There was a big difference between Nightmare Academy and Chen Ge's Haunted House. At Chen Ge's Haunted House, the visitors could explore freely without any guidance or help. Other Haunted Houses on the market usually had a fixed tour route.
Now that he had entered the Pen Spirit scenario without warning, he was worried that the actors were not ready yet, and it might affect his own experience.
After he spoke, the crying weakened, and Chen Ge started to study his surroundings.
The walls of the storage were purposely old, the racks were covered in dust, and the corners were filled with trash.
The light in the room was dim, and he could hear the occasional mouse squeal.
The diary only mentioned that Die played the Pen Spirit game here, but it didn't mention anything about this storage. If something happened to Die while she was playing the Pen Spirit game, then there should be two ghosts that I might run into here — one is Die, and the other is the Pen Spirit.
Chen Ge walked past the first row of racks, and a mouse's squeal came from beside his left leg. He felt something brushing against his ankle.
An ordinary person would have screamed at the very least, but Chen Ge was indifferent. He was like a curious child, squatting down on the spot.
"There is a rope in the middle of these two rows of shelves. Once your leg touches it, the stuffed mouse on the knot will jump out." Chen Ge scratched his chin. "Some people are afraid of these things. You have a point. A Haunted House does not have to be full of ghosts. Anything that can bring fear and horror can be merged into the Haunted House. That way, it can satisfy the needs of all the visitors, and it is more in line with my goal of building a Haunted House that is diverse."
Chen Ge memorized these little mechanisms and was prepared to go back and slowly study them, striving to create more fun and exciting things.
Getting up, Chen Ge continued to move forward, arriving between the first and second rows of shelves.
The passage here was very narrow, and the shelves on both sides were filled with things, giving off the feeling that they would topple over at any time.
Walking to the innermost part of the shelf, Chen Ge saw a glass jar on the second shelf that was about to fall. He reached out and gently pushed the glass jar inwards.
In the process of pushing, he saw a pale face behind the glass jar.
"Is it on the other side of the shelf? No, it's hidden in the middle of the shelf. "Chen Ge stared at the face for a while before placing the glass jar on the ground and reaching his hand into it.
The tip of his finger touched the person's face, and Chen Ge pinched the person lightly. "Artificial glue? Is this a model? "
Chen Ge moved all the things on the shelf away, and then he saw clearly that it was a human face mask that was stuck on a basketball.
"Is this a fake person? If this place is a real person, it might be scarier, but this place is too small. A living person will not be able to squeeze in. " Chen Ge walked forward to the middle of the second and third rows of shelves. He saw the glass jar that was about to fall again, but this time, it was not one but five glass jars.
"Aren't they afraid that the jars will really fall? Or are they made of tempered glass that won't shatter easily? " Chen Ge walked past the jars, and he realized that each jar was filled with something. They were dark, and they looked like organs.
"The five jars correspond to the five organs of a human?" Chen Ge pushed the jars back to their original spots. When he pushed the fourth jar, he was about to pull his hand back when a slender arm suddenly reached out from behind the shelf to grab his wrist!
It was very sudden, and there was no warning. Chen Ge stood where he was for less than a second before he realized what was happening.
His fingers tightened, and he grabbed the person's wrist. Then he turned his head to look at the shelf.
A girl in Nightmare Academy's uniform was grinning from ear to ear, and half of her body was pressed against the shelf.
"Let go! Let go! "That was not the girl's original line.
"I'm sorry, I was also given a fright earlier." Chen Ge slowly let go. He looked at the girl across the shelf, but the girl had already disappeared.
"Where is she?"
The crying came again. Chen Ge walked around the shelf and came to the deepest part of the warehouse. In the middle of a pile of junk, a thin girl was crying on the table.
"I'm sorry. I was too afraid, so I used too much force." Chen Ge squatted down beside the table. He was worried that he had caused the girl to cry.
"I'm so sad. My heart feels like it's been cut open by a knife."
"I only touched your wrist. Are you trying to scam me?" Chen Ge grumbled softly.
The girl looked at the red and swollen fingerprints on her wrist. Even though the visitor's reaction was different from what she had expected, she was, after all, a professional Haunted House worker, so she quickly got into character. "I loved someone deeply, but after asking the Pen Spirit, I found out that the person did not love me. I used the method that the Pen Spirit taught me, but it accidentally killed him. I regret it so much that I came back to ask the Pen Spirit again to see if there is a way to save him. "
"He's already dead. How can we save him?"
"The Pen Spirit will definitely find a way!" The girl suddenly became emotional, and her eyes were red.
"Honestly, the Pen Spirit is not that powerful among all the Specters, so you'd better not have too high of a hope."
"Even so, I still have to try." The girl raised her head. Her face was covered in thick make-up. It was bright and twisted, and it looked strange. "Can you do me a favor? The Pen Spirit game needs two people to complete, and people rarely come to this warehouse. Now, I need someone to work with me to complete this game. "
"No problem." After a pause, Chen Ge asked, "You said that the Pen Spirit game can only be completed by two people. Then, when you played the Pen Spirit game for the first time, who did you come in with?"
The girl did not answer this question. Instead, her voice became sharper. "Sit across from me, and we'll hold this pen together. Then, you don't have to worry about anything else."
"Okay." Chen Ge was quite gentlemanly. He sat on the other side of the table and held the pen on the table.
It was a silver fountain pen. It was thicker than a normal ballpoint pen, and there were decorative patterns on the surface.
"It's quite nice."
The thumb pressed against the pen, and there was a space between the remaining four fingers. The Pen Spirit game was a two-player game, so Chen Ge gave the girl the space to hold the pen.
"Is that so?"
Chen Ge's movements were precise, and he did not need the girl's guidance at all. This gave the girl a strange feeling. This man before her appeared to play the Pen Spirit game a lot.
Would a normal person play the Pen Spirit game at home every day?
The girl nodded and sat down across from Chen Ge. "After the game starts, do not say anything, do not do anything. Just stay quiet and be quiet."
"Understood."
"Once the game starts, you can't stop in the middle. Once the Pen Spirit is summoned, if you don't send her away, the consequences will be very serious," the girl said seriously.
"I understand all that. You can start now." Chen Ge looked around. The experience of playing the Pen Spirit game inside an abandoned warehouse was very precious. Nightmare Academy had set up the atmosphere very well. Combined with the special lighting and background music, even sitting where he was without moving would cause his heart to race.
After the girl sat down, she reached out to hold the pen, and her brows furrowed slightly.
Strangely enough, this person's hand was even colder than her own.
"Can we start now?"
"Yes."
The girl took a deep breath. She held the pen with one hand and placed the other under the table. She began to chant, "Pen Spirit, Pen Spirit, can you tell me how to revive my loved one?"
After she said that, her eyes locked onto the Pen Spirit, and the redness in her eyes was quite scary.
She waited for a long time, but the pen in her hand did not move. It was still standing on the paper.
"Pen Spirit! Pen Spirit! Please tell me the answer! I've already done everything you told me to do! I've done everything you told me to do! But why did he die? I love him as a person, not this dead body! "
The girl's emotions started to spiral out of control. Her expression was twisted, and her eyes were completely red.
There was only a table between the girl and Chen Ge. Because they were so close, Chen Ge could feel the hysteria very directly.
"Pen Spirit! Pen Spirit! I don't want him to die! Answer me! Answer me! " The girl screamed like she had lost her mind. The whole storage room echoed with her voice. "Tell me how to do it, and I will give you everything I have! I know you're still here! Pen Spirit! I know you're still here! "
When the girl shouted the last sentence, the pen in her hand suddenly moved.
"Pen Spirit? Is that you? Please tell me how to make him hear my voice again! "
The girl screamed. Her eyes were completely red like they were about to bleed.
Under her constant shouts, the pen on the paper finally moved.
Chen Ge could feel the pen moving, and this surprised him. Both he and the girl held the pen at the same time. He could feel that neither of them was using any force; the pen was indeed moving on its own.
"Is this haunted? No, this pen is very heavy, so there must be some kind of mechanism inside. The table is covered by a rag, so I can't see what's underneath, but I can feel that the table is made from metal. Could there be a magnet inside the pen? "
Perhaps sensing the shock on Chen Ge's face, the girl's voice grew louder. Under her relentless questioning, the pen wrote down a sentence on the paper.
"To gain, you must first lose. What do you plan to give me this time?"
Seeing the words on the paper, the girl became excited. "What do you want? I'll give it to you!"
"Then, just like last time."
The pen in her hand stopped moving, and the girl seemed to be deep in thought. She looked at the words on the paper quietly. "Just like last time?"
The girl's tone was rather scary. It sounded like she was talking to herself, but at the same time, it sounded like she was possessed by something.
She repeated this sentence over and over again. Then she slowly raised her head to look at Chen Ge.
At that moment, the pen in their hands moved again, and they wrote down the last sentence. "Yes, just like last time, you sacrificed your best friend's organs, and I gave you the eternal loyalty of your loved one. Now, you wish to revive your loved one, so let's exchange a life for a life! "
The make-up on her face was already ruined, and the girl's expression turned savage again. Her other hand that had been hidden under the table suddenly reached out, and a sharp knife was gripped in her palm!
"Wait a minute!"
Chen Ge was still sitting on the chair, and his posture did not even change.
He looked at the few sentences on the paper, and the creased brows slowly relaxed. He turned to the girl and said, "Don't act rashly. The Pen Spirit is lying to you. Even if you kill me, she will not help you fulfill your wish."
The girl maintained her pose, and her face twitched slightly.
You've already taken out the knife, and now you're telling me this?
"The Pen Spirit's main power is foresight. The so-called wish fulfillment is just a trap. Think about the deal you made earlier.
"You sacrificed a human life to her, but she played word games with you. Not only did she use this opportunity to kill your loved one, she even lied to you, saying that she had helped you obtain the eternal loyalty of your loved one.
"I have a basic understanding of your current situation. You might have run into a fake Pen Spirit, but of course, there is another possibility. There is no Pen Spirit here, and the so-called Pen Spirit is you.
"You were jealous that your best friend was with your loved one, so you used the Pen Spirit's mouth to kill them!"
Chen Ge's calm analysis stunned the girl. Why is this visitor expanding the plot?
"Miss, put down the knife in your hand. That's not how the Pen Spirit game is played. You're not summoning the Pen Spirit but your own inner demon." Chen Ge held the girl's wrist lightly and placed the knife next to his seat. Then he took out a ballpoint pen that was covered in tape from his shirt pocket.
"The real Pen Spirit would not harm innocent people. It is the human heart that kills those innocent people." Chen Ge's voice seemed to carry some kind of magic. He grabbed the girl's hand and held the ballpoint pen that was covered in tape with both of them. "Don't be afraid. I will show you the real Pen Spirit."
The two of them sat back down at the table, and Chen Ge and the girl held the old ballpoint pen together.
"Empty your mind and ask the question that you want to know the most." Chen Ge's eyes were gentle, and his voice was soft. "Come, repeat after me. Pen Spirit, Pen Spirit, you are my previous life, and I am your current life. Can you tell me who loves me the most? "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
