It turns out that in addition to being a large mental hospital, Gotham is also a large haunted house. No Gothamite needs to go to an amusement park elsewhere to visit a haunted house, which is bound to not be a good experience.
As a Kryptonian, Clark is not used to any place without sunlight. He felt butterflies in his stomach as soon as he entered the haunted house. The further inside he rode the rail car, the darker it became, and the deeper he sank into this deep and gloomy atmosphere.
As a protoss, Diana is not afraid of ghosts, but she is very interested in the ghosts of mechanical props, beautifully arranged scenes and flickering lights in the ghost mansion.
And Bruce felt a little bored.
First of all, Gotham people are very adaptable to all dimly lit places. After all, before the sun rises in Gotham, the ultraviolet exposure index is only about half that of other cities.
Occasionally, walking on the road at noon during the day would feel dark and gloomy, let alone early morning and dusk, so Bruce's eyes adapted to the dim light in the Ghost Mansion almost immediately.
Not to mention the dark atmosphere. Any building in Gotham you enter at night will have a much darker and more terrifying atmosphere.
As for the beautifully decorated scenes, Bruce can only say that they are not that interesting. Many of the furniture in Wayne Manor were brought over by the first batch of European nobles to immigrate to America, and they are truly ancient.
Moreover, Wayne Manor is very large, and Alfred is also responsible for taking care of Bruce, so he must either hire someone to clean it or clean it by himself. It is inevitable that some parts will be missed.
Like a big clock that makes strange noises in the middle of the night because of aging parts, a cabinet door that creaks because it is not lubricated in time, a Gothic candlestick that lights up and goes out because the type of wax oil is changed, is invaded by moisture and then dried out. The curtains that later formed strange shapes were a normal phenomenon in Wayne Manor, and Bruce had grown up in this atmosphere.
As for the machines that pretend to be ghosts or make noises, they are even less interesting. Bruce doesn't even need to take a second look to accurately analyze what kind of mechanical structure it is based on.
Bruce almost fell asleep while sitting on the rail car. He thought the ride would end like this, but just when the train was about to reach the end, Bruce suddenly felt someone push his left arm.
Now Bruce is sitting on the far left side of the train seat. There is no one on his left, so Bruce turns to look at Diana and Clark on his right.
"Did one of you just push me?" Bruce asked.
Clark and Diana, who were talking, paused for a moment, then looked at Bruce at the same time and said, "Push you? Why should we push you?"
Clark saw Bruce pressing his left arm, and he quickly said: "Could it be that your arm touched some prop while the train was moving?"
He hurriedly walked over and lifted up Bruce's sleeve to take a look, and found that there were no scars, not even red marks, so Clark said in a brisk tone: "You must be scaring yourself. People will feel everywhere in this dark atmosphere." There is something staring at you."
"Have you taken your medicine on time recently?" Diana asked, then she looked around and said, "I didn't feel anything strange near us, at least there must be no ghosts."
Bruce frowned. He was sure that what he felt just now was definitely not an illusion. Something definitely touched his arm just now.
The bustling crowd is walking towards the exit of the station. The time is getting closer and closer to noon, and the sun is getting stronger and stronger. Fortunately, there is wind today. Although the few clouds that can block the sun are blown away, the breeze blows over the lake and brings The cool water vapor allows people to take a soothing breath and move towards delicious food.
Tall trees were planted on both sides of the ghost mansion. When a gust of wind blew, the soft leaves bid farewell to the branches and flew unsteadily into the distance.
A man looked away from the rotating path of fallen leaves. He stepped on the steps and muttered to himself helplessly: "Venom, you can't do this. The safety manual says that when riding on amusement rides, you must extend your hands." It’s dangerous to be outside the car!”
"And why did your tentacles turn a corner? You weren't going to touch the other passengers in this car, were you? You would scare them!"
Venom laughed evilly in Eddie's heart, and then said: "You didn't even see the expression on that guy's face just now, as if he had eaten dog shit, hahahahahaha, he totally deserves it!"
Just as Eddie was about to continue speaking, he saw a slightly familiar figure walking through another aisle next to him with two other people. Eddie's eyes widened because he recognized that this was the last game. Among the contestants he has met.
"What's going on? Venom, who is he? What grudge do you have against him? You wanted to beat him up when you saw him that day. How did he offend you?"
Eddie thought about it and said, "And you either have to fight with him, or you can scold him, or poke him with your tentacles while riding in a haunted house. What's going on?"
Venom snorted and said, "It doesn't matter who he is, just remember that he is the most suspicious person in the world."
"Hahaha, he will definitely keep thinking about this until the vacation is over, until he returns to his world, until he goes home, until the end of time and the destruction of the universe..."
Standing in the sun, Bruce yawned, smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves, and said, "Forget it, maybe we hit the prop branches. Let's go buy balloons."
As the three figures walked slowly, a voice came from the other end of the street.
"I'm sure that's definitely not a mechanical prop! Are you questioning my mechanical engineering skills?" Stark shouted at Steve: "The joint flexibility of that thing is not a haunted house at all. Those stiff props in the movie are definitely... definitely..."
The fallen leaves swirled around Stark's back and gently stuck to his shoulders. Stark froze visibly.
Steve reached out and took down the leaf, put it in front of Stark and said, "You are completely scaring yourself, it's just a leaf."
"But the tentacle I saw in the haunted house was definitely not a haunted house prop. It might have been... an octopus ghost or something. I don't know. The light inside was too dim and I couldn't see clearly."
Steve walked forward, with Stark running after him, waving his arms and describing what he saw.
"The thing stretched out from the second row. From the shadow on the side of the seat, it gradually condensed into a tentacle in the air, and then touched the passenger in front."
"That thing is so damn flexible, it even made a bend in the air. I dare say it's definitely not an Easter egg set on the seat!"
When Steve heard this description, he felt something familiar, so he said: "Flexible soft tentacles? Isn't what you see a symbiote?"
"But how could there be..."
Stark choked, and he remembered that there really was one here.
Most of the symbiotes on Klinta have come to Earth and are now working for S.H.I.E.L.D., a small number of them have gone to the Andromeda Galaxy to cooperate with mutants, and the rest are intended to be parasitic agents.
The group of young agents led by Nick have already received training in cooperating with the symbiote, and some of them have officially taken up their posts. The cooperation between them is very pleasant.
Just when they thought of this, they heard a burst of frightened screams from behind. The two superhero instincts made them turn back instantly, only to hear the shouts of the crowd rushing out.
"Oh my god, it's so cool! Did you see it? Those prop tentacles are still fighting! It's like we're at the scene of an octopus fight!"
"I touched them, and they were soft and a little sticky. They were completely different from the metal statues outside. The upgrade of the venue is great!"
"Mom! Mom! I want to play again. I want to shake hands with those tentacles. They will shake my hand, right?"
Then Stark and Steve saw Nick leading a group of young agents out of the exit. They had obviously just finished playing a round of rides, and everyone had a knowing smile on their face.
Bruce, who had just bought the balloons, stopped because he saw the small tentacles swinging on the shoulders of one of the agents. That thing was the same species as the black mud he had encountered earlier.
Pretending to be a ghost in a haunted house?
Bruce suddenly had a bold idea.
So Stark and Steve, who were staying in front of the balloon stall, heard the tourists walking behind them chirping after another round.
"Did you see it? The actor who played the bat was so great. He flew down from the roof with a roar and almost brushed my scalp. It was so exciting!"
"Honey, do you think his bat-shaped cape is also around the park? Maybe we can buy it in the clothing store on Main Street, U.S.A.? Come on, let's go take a look."
"Where is he? Shouldn't the cast and crew come out to interact with us? I have to take a photo with him, but don't think I didn't see his handsome chin."
Stark slowly narrowed his eyes.
Standing at the door of the haunted house again, Steve looked at Stark and said, "You don't have to beat others in every aspect, right?"
"Besides, my weapon is a shield and my uniform has the stars and stripes printed on it. You are wearing a steel armor that is tougher than the prop statue inside. How can you pretend to be a ghost and scare people?"
Stark rolled his eyes and said, "I have an idea, but let's go get something to eat first."
The two of them also did not choose the most famous castle restaurant, but found a fast food restaurant in Liberty Square and sat down.
Steve is actually quite opposed to Stark's choice, because he knows that although Stark likes to eat fast food, the kind of fast food he eats is specially customized and clean fast food, and it may be difficult for him to accept real American fast food.
Stark enthusiastically ordered two double cheeseburgers, two large potato wedges, a large box of fried onion rings, two strawberry cinnamon pies, squeezed half the plate of white sauce and red sauce, and then ordered another I went to the drink machine and bought two full cups of Coke.
The two of them sat down in the restaurant. Stark opened the burger wrapper enthusiastically and said, "I'm really hungry. I haven't eaten real fast food for a long time. Come on, let's have a full meal." , and then steal the show here.”
After saying that, he took a bite.
He spat it out the next second.
(End of chapter)
