Chapter 218 - Different From What I Thought (2/2)

He entered both songs into queue before going to the dressing room to put on Doctor Skull-Cracker’s outfit and some make-up. “They won’t be able to tell that the face under the skin mask is scarier, right?”

Chen Ge packed everything and entered the Third Sick Hall with the faceless nurse’s uniform.

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The wooden boards closed as if sealing the hope and warmth of the outside world. The youngest, Du Chaojin, shuddered. He had only been in the place for ten seconds, but he had already started to regret. He should not have agreed so easily that day. I should have followed the examples of Sister Rui and Brother Lin—I’m still too young for this.

A cold draft of mysterious origin blew past them, causing the empty test papers on the left corridor to flutter. Shadows seemed to move in the classrooms on both sides like something was watching them. The place was dark, and the group stood where they were for a full minute. In the end, it was Gao Miao who stepped forward. “Mr. Han, you’re the most experienced among us, so we’ll be relying on you today.”

Han Qiuming pushed on his glasses. He had not stopped observing since entering the Haunted House. Based on atmosphere and recreation of the scene alone, Western Jiujiang’s House of Horrors was already better than most of the Haunted Houses that he had visited. “No wonder he dares call this the scariest Haunted House in Jiujiang, interesting.”

They stood in the corridor and looked down it. At the end of the left corridor were plenty of mannequins. They were either lying on the ground or standing up. Looking at the mannequins, fear gripped the visitors’ hearts. It was as if the mannequins were also looking at them.

“Boss, didn’t that mannequin’s head move?” Song An grabbed Gou Miao’s arm.

“It didn’t.” Gou Miao’s face was quite pale as well. “But I have a feeling that female student in the middle just smiled at me.”

“I saw that, too. Wait, did she just move? Why is she suddenly closer to us?”

“Should be some illusion…”

“Are you two done?” Han Qiuming walked ahead. “The scarier the scenario on the left side, the better it is for us. You all should be thanking me.”

“Why is that?” Xiao Du hid at the back, considering just calling it quit.

“That Boss Chen was definitely trying to trick us! The scenario on the left side is his Haunted House’s main feature, so it must be scariest! Thankfully, I saw through his ploy.” Han Qiuming walked down the right corridor. It was the door to a hospital building. His hands gripped the handle. “If not for me, we would be experiencing the left scenario now.”

“He has a point,” Xiao Du concurred meekly.

Song An also nodded. “The left scenario looks creepy. Thankfully, we selected the right one. Mr. Han, nice job.”

All of them moved to the right corridor. Only Gao Miao did not feel so good. “Boss Chen didn’t give me the impression that he was a liar.”

“We’ll know when we see what is behind this door.”

The group stood in the middle of the corridor, and Han Qiuming pulled the door to the Third Sick Hall open. The door creaked on its rusted hinges, and the first thing that hit them was the pungent smell of antibiotics. The old walls were left with scratch marks and blood notes. There were barely discernible screams that came from the depths of the hospital.

The most shocking thing was, along this dark corridor, innumerable mannequins wrapped in mattresses were left on the path. It looked like an open grave.

“This…”

Their limbs went numb, and a chill rose from the bottom of their feet to the top of their heads.