Chapter 30 (1/2)

Chapter 30: The Eighth Person

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

He San tried his best to convince them, but his seniors were unfazed They all believed that He San was exaggerating to hide his cowardice After all, seeing is believing They had been inside the Haunted House for a fewparticularly scary about the place… yet

“Xiao San, if you’re that afraid, you can hide behind your big sister” The girl called Sister Hui took the frontline and walked into the roo in bed watching cri”

“Then, we’ll separate according to the grouping , “Let’s find that exit soon, I’irl by the na He San, Brother Feng, and Lao Zhao in the corridor

“Honestly, I’m quite disappointed” Lao Zhao was a rotund felloith skin that was fairer than irls’ He was physically unhealthy to the point where he would start to sweat after taking few steps

“Save your breath, and let’s startbehind

He San was soon left all alone in the corridor He was the only one whobad is bound to happen</e two steps, he stopped ed, but why does it sound so familiar?

Before he could focus on the sound, a crisp sound entered his ears He tried to focus on it, but it quickly disappeared The source of the sound seemed to come fro after us? He San did not dare stay to find out and hurried to catch up to his seniors Black Friday ht scenario The light in the space dimmed, the stuff that littered the corridors started tochains ca!” Sister Hui, as in front, walked out of a roodoll in her hand “Look at this, this doll was sitting right in the middle of the room”

“Senior, please don’t randomly move the stuff in the Haunted House Last time, the trap was activated after wehis experience, but no one paid hinored by all, he could only stand quietly at the outer his senior walk down the figurative and literal dark path

“There has to be so important about this doll Could it be so in the ht The doll looked like a little girl about five or six years old She had no eyes, and her body was burnt “No eyes should represent darkness, and the burnt body represents the fire of hell?”

“Or could it bepressed the doll with his hand “There’s so solid Open it and see”

Monkey pulled down the zipper that was on the back of the doll The doll was filled with shredded paper He took out a rando was scrawled and difficult to read, not unlike the handwriting of a child

“What does it say?”

Monkey, as the only one who had read the paper, had his face overcast with glooroup; there were only six words on it—All of you have to die!

“All the pieces say the sa like this?”

“Quickly put it back, it’s , who had been quiet, seelanced at it before retreating several steps back

“It’s just a doll, nothing to be afraid of, probably just a decoration used by the Haunted House” Monkey pushed the paper back into the doll’s body and flung the doll to the side, allowing it to fall to a random corner of the corridor “Let’s move onto the next room”