Chapter 955 - Recurring Midnight (1/2)

“Why would the actor scream?” Chen Ge was a Haunted House operator himself, and he had heard multiple screams in his life, so he could be certain that actor was not acting. He had really run into something scary; that scream could not be faked. “This is getting interesting. Even the workers themselves are getting the scare of their lives.”

The door that led out from theater was being knocked on, and the scream grew louder. Chen Ge wanted to open the door to take a look, but he realized that the door was locked. “Combining projection technology and actual actors is a good idea, but there’s bound to be some accidents.”

The scream had not stopped, and the whistle from the other end of the corridor was getting close. The lights went out. With his Yin Yang Vision, Chen Ge saw a man wearing a chef’s outfit at the end of the corridor. He was fat, and the white outfit was stained with blood. The pocket around his stomach was even stuffed with half of a human head.

A man-eating chef?

The shoes worn by this actor were custom made and softened his footsteps. Now that the lights in the corridor were off, he was walking toward Chen Ge with his laughably huge cleaver. In a few seconds, when the chef was close to him, the lights would come on again to scare him.

That’s not a bad idea, but I can see in the dark.

The chef swiftly approached Chen Ge, and the latter started to run.

No wonder the corridor is so clean; it’s to prevent the actors from tripping when they are chasing after the visitors. After all, there is no light.

Chen Ge glanced at the wooden boards on the wall.

Should I pull one off and place it on the ground? The chef won’t expect a surprise like that.

Chen Ge quickly abandoned that thought. What if he injured the actor? Ten seconds later, the lights came on again. The chef waved his cleaver madly with a guffaw, but he soon realized that there was no one before him. Chen Ge had already run down the corridor.

“Ah?” Catching his breath, he laughed like an idiot for so long before he realized he was laughing to air. When the chef saw that Chen Ge was looking at him from the other end, he had no choice but to continue that maddened laughter to keep up his character.

“That is the Butcher from Hell! He will make stew out of his captives! I’ve seen him in a movie before!” the youngest man shouted as he ran.

“He’s coming to get us!” A girl turned back and saw the chef, letting out a shrill scream. Probably due to the awkwardness from before, the chef waved his cleaver and ran faster toward the visitors.

“This way!” As the distance was closing, at the last moment, the police officer found a door.

“Wait! Don’t go in there!” The man with the glasses wanted to remind him of something, but it was too late. The police officer pushed the door open. The other visitors did not think too much as they followed him. Chen Ge was the last one to enter. By then, the chef was very close behind. After he got in, he closed the door.

BANG!

The wood chips flew over their heads. A large crack was chopped open by the cleaver at the top of the door. The wooden door shook; someone was crazily banging against the door!

“This door won’t hold on much longer! We have to find another way to leave this room!” the police officer shouted. “When I visited this place last time, the difficulty was not this high. We only needed to find a mannequin that represented a dead person before the clock on the wall struck twelve! By the way, the mannequin was needed in a later scenario, so we should carry it with us!”

“I have a question.” Chen Ge raised his arm. “Since you have already visited this place and knew what will happen in this room, how many pieces of the carcasses do we need to find to be considered successful?”

“Pieces?” The police officer was startled. “Aren’t dead people normally counted in bodies?”