Heshan spoke for a long time with great earnestness, but the seniors remained indifferent. They all felt that Heshan was deliberately exaggerating the facts to cover up his cowardice.

As the saying goes, seeing is believing, they wandered around the haunted house for a few minutes and thought it was nothing special.

"Xiaoshan, if you're scared, just hide behind me." The woman called Sister Hui took the lead and walked into the next room alone: ​​"The layout is almost the same. It's more interesting to watch the crime scene in the dormitory."

"Then let's follow the grouping we just made." Monkey chased after Sister Hui happily, "Let's find the door as soon as possible and get out as soon as possible. I'm already feeling a little bored."

Old Song and another quiet girl named Shi Ling also followed, leaving only Heshan, Brother Feng and Old Zhao in the corridor.

"To be honest, I'm quite disappointed." Lao Zhao is a fat man with skin whiter than most girls. He has poor physical fitness and sweat breaks out on his forehead after walking a few steps.

"Okay, stop talking and let's go." Brother Feng waved his hand and walked forward, with Old Zhao following closely behind.

Heshan was soon the only one left in the corridor. He had no words to express his grievances. He was the only one who remained on high alert: "If this continues, something bad will definitely happen."

He took two steps forward and suddenly stopped: "The background music seems to have changed. Why does it feel so familiar?"

Before he had time to think about it, he heard a very clear sound, which came and went, as if it came from the road they came from.

"Someone is chasing us?" Heshan didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly caught up with the students.

When Black Friday sounded, the midnight escape game truly began. The light became dimmer, and the debris in the corridor would roll down from time to time. On the distant stairs, the sound of chains colliding was slowly approaching.

"I found something!" Sister Hui, who was walking in front, took out a rag doll from the house: "Look, there is a rag doll placed in the middle of the room."

"Senior, don't touch anything in the haunted house. Last time, we triggered the mechanism because we touched the coffin." Heshan was passing on his experience, but found that no one paid attention to him. He could only stand outside silently and watch the seniors committing crimes and dying like crazy.

"There must be something wrong with this doll. Is it a symbol to put it in the middle of the room?" The monkey lifted up the head of the doll. The doll looked like a little girl of five or six years old, but it had no eyes and its body was burned black by fire. "The inability to see should represent darkness. Is the body being burned by fire because I went to hell?"

"Maybe it foreshadows murder?" Brother Feng pressed the doll's body: "The stuffing inside is not cotton, it's a bit hard, open it and take a look."

The monkey unzipped the back of the rag doll, and the doll's body was stuffed with scraps of paper. He picked out a piece at random, and saw the handwriting on it was sloppy and childish, and it could be seen that the writer was not very old.

"What's it about?"

The monkey who was the only one who read the contents of the note had an unnatural expression on his face. He placed the note in front of several people. There were only five words on it - You will all die!

“It seems like this sentence is written on every note.”

"What a huge hatred."

"Throw it away quickly, it's unlucky." Shi Ling, who had always been very quiet, seemed to be particularly afraid of the doll. She took a look at it and quickly walked out of the crowd.

"It's just a doll. Don't make a fuss. Maybe it's just a decoration for the haunted house." The monkey stuffed the note back into the doll's body and threw it in the corridor: "Let's go to the next room."

He spoke with a noticeable tremor in his voice, showing that he was not as calm as he appeared.

"Wait a minute." Xiao Hui raised her left hand, holding a few pieces of incomplete paper. "In the room where the doll was found, I also found this. Take a look. It should have been torn from the diary."

"Let me take a look." Lao Zhao took the papers and started reading. "I found that there seemed to be someone hiding in the house. I didn't know if he was hiding under the bed or in the closet. I told my parents and sister, but they seemed to be worried about something and didn't have time to listen to me. It was late at night, and my father checked all the doors and windows in the apartment building before going to bed. I don't know what they were afraid of, but I know that there really seemed to be someone hiding in my house..."

"Fuck! What the hell?" Lao Zhao couldn't read any more and returned the papers to Xiao Hui: "This is all designed to interfere with us. If you take it seriously, you will lose."

"The details are well handled, but it's a pity that it can't scare me." Xiaohui put the paper back in its place, and the few of them continued to move to the next room. They didn't notice that the rag doll that was originally thrown on the ground suddenly flipped over.

"Hurry up and find the exit. Stop wasting time."

After searching four or five rooms in succession without any results, they came to the right side of the corridor.

"The third floor is very large and we haven't finished searching it yet, but I think the probability that the exit is on the third floor is very small. If I were the operator of a haunted house, I would definitely not put the exit and the entrance on the same floor." Brother Feng analyzed the matter very rationally.

"Should we work in groups?"

"Don't! We are not on the same level and it will be easy to be defeated one by one!" Heshan interjected, but everyone chose to ignore him.

"We've been here for ten minutes and nothing has happened. Although the atmosphere in this haunted house is good, it's far from scary. I think it's better for us to act separately." Lao Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued, "Don't forget the purpose of our coming here. Only if we find the exit and leave within the specified time can we earn back the lost face!"

"That makes sense. Let's continue with the original grouping plan."

Just when they were about to reach an agreement, Heshan, who had been unable to bear it any longer, finally stood up and said, "Can you please listen to me?"

He walked between the group of people and pointed to the other side of the corridor: "I heard the sound of chains in the corridor a few minutes ago. Something has been following us!"

After Heshan said this, several people reacted and listened carefully. They could indeed hear the sound of chains becoming clearer and clearer.

"The owner of the haunted house said this scene is called the Midnight Escape. Since it's an escape, there will definitely be a killer." Lao Zhao patted Heshan on the shoulder and said, "Don't get too caught up in the drama. The killer chasing behind you must be a haunted house employee in disguise. Knowing that it's a fake killer, what's there to be afraid of? Don't you agree?"

Several people laughed, thinking that Heshan was too sensitive.

"Don't panic, you have the support of the seniors, so you are not afraid of anyone coming." Lao Zhao said, taking out his mobile phone: "Didn't we agree to record a short video in the haunted house and put it on the community homepage of the haunted house owner to laugh at him? I think this place is great. Come on, let's look at the camera together."

He selected the angle, recorded everyone, scanned the screen, and was about to speak when an indescribable bone-chilling feeling suddenly rushed to his head!

His fat body was trembling, and Lao Zhao's hand shook and he threw the phone away!

"Fatty! Are you crazy?"

"What are you doing? You scared me!"

Lao Zhao didn't say anything. He glanced at everyone, his teeth chattering: "Look for yourself, including me, there are eight of us!"