It seems that because of the small indoor environment, the cheerful atmosphere among the four people is no longer replaced by an inexplicable tension.
"What you just said was the fictional background of the haunted house, right? It shouldn't really happen... right?"
"oh?"
The staff prolonged the tone jokingly: "Really?"
"Stop asking you, what else do you think the staff of the haunted house can do besides creating an unwarranted scary atmosphere? Isn't this obvious?"
It was Mr. Qian who made a rational analysis: "If this were true, do you think he would still look carefree and stand here to explain to us? He would probably have disappeared long ago."
"This guest, you can't say that, I am also very professional, okay?"
The fact was that no one was willing to listen to his nonsense anymore. The four participants walked out of the cubicle marked "Employee Breakroom" and appeared in the dark corridor outside the room.
"What do we do now? Keep moving forward?"
"Don't worry."
Mr. Qian is an old man. As the initiator of the operation, he has long been familiar with the construction process of the haunted house project: "In this haunted house project, no matter how the scenes are ever-changing, the gameplay is always the same."
"Generally, in terms of gameplay, most haunted houses are divided into two categories: one is purely for viewing, which usually does not require tourists to think much, as long as they can reach the exit with the fright of the staff along the way."
"And the other kind, it's different."
Speaking of this, Mr. Qian suddenly turned on the flash, and the four faces looked gloomy against the dim light: "That is the escape type. Visitors need to go to nearby rooms to find clues on their own while avoiding the pursuit of 'ghosts' Kill until you piece together the complete truth and finally escape."
Allen shrank back: "Didn't the staff just say... We need to complete the daily inspection of the warehouse, avoid the pursuit of the four brothers and sisters, and finally escape."
"It seems that there may indeed be a lot of decryption elements."
Mr. Qian pondered for a moment and looked around: "Well, let's search the area first to see if we can get any clues."
After some discussion, the four decided to divide their forces into two groups. Gao Yi and Allen were responsible for one side, and Mr. Qian and Lao Luo were responsible for the other side.
Turning on the flash on their mobile phones, the two groups of people walked in completely opposite directions.
Gao Yi chose the front of the corridor.
In fact, because the visitor passage they entered the scene when they came was obviously on the other side of the [employee lounge], that is to say, from their perspective, this unknown corridor was not strictly divided into front and back.
At this moment, both groups of people were going to a completely new scene. The only thing that was worrying was probably which way had more "ghosts".
Of course, there are other distractions along the way.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
Gao Yi could feel that as they went deeper and deeper, the hand holding the corner of his clothes began to tighten, so much so that even his walking was affected.
"Alan, can you let go?"
"Old...Old Gao."
Allen raised his phone anxiously and looked around: "Don't you feel it? The light here... seems to be getting darker and darker... and I just... seemed to have heard a strange trembling sound... It sounds like the sound of a motor!
"Does the decryption involve turning on the motor?"
Gao Yi warmly reminded: "That's the sound of your phone being out of battery."
"Oh, sorry."
Allen turned off the flash and entered power saving mode.
Just like this, the corridor environment became darker and darker. Gao Yi felt as if the hand on the corner of his clothes had turned into a fishhook, and he felt like a big fish being dragged to the shore by a fisherman who had been in the air force for a long time. .
"Can you stop..."
Gao Yi turned around, preparing to fight, but found that Allen was standing on his left side, and judging from the opponent's action of putting away his mobile phone, he did not have enough hands to complete the two actions.
"Ah?" Allen looked up in confusion.
Gao Yi looked towards the direction where the force was coming, but found that there was no one there.
Was that just now?
…
"We shouldn't have gone far, right?"
Lao Luo turned around with a guilty conscience and asked in a low voice: "Why is there no movement at all from Lao Gao and Allen? Could it be that all the 'ghosts' are on our side?"
"Enter the room later, be careful."
The expression on Mr. Qian's face was cautious: "Remember to be mentally prepared and don't be frightened by those poor disguises. In the end, they are just staff. As long as we are not frightened, there is nothing they can do."
Click...
Mr. Qian pressed close to the wall and quietly pushed the door of a room open a crack, fully prepared to be jumped in the face by the staff. However, half a minute passed and there was no movement in the room.
Has it been discovered? The "ghost" wants to unite himself as an army, so he chooses to stay where the enemy is but not me?
Mr. Qian cautiously stuck his head out, followed the gap in the half-open door, and roughly scanned the layout of the room.
Many haunted house NPCs like to hide in corners and other places that are easily forgotten by people in daily life, and Mr. Qian naturally takes care of these places.
He bravely glanced at the blind corners one by one, but his toes outside had already turned back, ready to escape at any time.
No.
He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
No, it looks like this room is empty.
But having said that, am I a bit too plain now? Not only were there not many agencies on the way, but the NPCs were hiding somewhere as well. It seemed that they were scaring themselves all the time.
"No one?" Lao Luo came over.
Mr. Qian nodded and was about to agree, but suddenly he pressed against the wall and stared at the approaching figure at the end of the corridor in the distance!
Of course it can't be Lao Gao and the others!
There is only one answer, NPC! They were indeed hiding on their side. Did they come out at this time to catch themselves off guard?
Don’t even think about it!
Mr. Qian nodded toward the room, signaling for Lao Luo to follow. However, just as he was about to step into the room, he suddenly felt something tripped under his feet, and his whole body immediately moved with his head. The posture on the ground, with a clang, fell to the ground!
boom!
"who!"
A scolding came from the direction of the black shadow, and immediately afterwards, Lao Luo's vision was shrouded in a dazzling flashlight, forcing him to raise his arms to cover it.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
Footsteps were approaching quickly. When he lowered his arm again, he saw a man who looked like a security guard standing in front of him, asking seriously: "Visitors? Didn't you see the sign outside the haunted house?"
"Logo? What logo?"
Mr. Qian stumbled and crawled away from the ground. The somersault just now caused him to fall to pieces: "We followed the staff in."
The security guard had an ugly look on his face as he was being teased, and said angrily:
"There is a problem with the central mechanism of the haunted house. It stopped operating last night. Where will there be staff to bring you in? You have to keep your jokes within limits!"
Thanks to my friends at "Eye of the Viewer" for the tip.
I was shocked by the straight male thinking of some book friends, saying that the protagonist is an honest man who was asked to block the knife, a tool man.
I'm surprised. This woman treats you as a friend, invites you to the amusement park for free on your birthday, and doesn't force you on horror projects. Why do you think this way? ? I always like to fit the character's behavior into my own cognitive range. If I can't fit it, I will ask the author if he has never seen it before, and I don't want to reply.
(End of chapter)
