24 Cave 08 Theater
Yan Shuang met his eyes, and just after 0.01 seconds, the two of them walked towards the front desk at the same time.
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The woman had been standing there and hadn't left, so she hadn't been searched. Fortunately, the front desk wasn't big, so searching should be easy.
The reception area was small, only a few square meters, and seemed a bit cramped and cramped. A shabby desk dominated the space, upon which sat an old-fashioned computer. The screen was yellowed, the keyboard badly worn, and it looked like it hadn't been used in a long time. Yan Shuang pressed the power button on the computer, hoping to see if it would turn on. If it did, that would be great; at least he could check some relevant information or records. If it didn't, it meant the computer was probably damaged or malfunctioning, making it useless to him.
Beneath the computer was a row of dark wooden cabinets, their surfaces bearing visible scratches and wear marks. Yan Shuang crouched down and examined the cabinets carefully. Just as her hand touched one, she felt a cold gaze fixed upon her from above.
Yan Shuang's heart trembled, and his body suddenly stopped. Then he suddenly looked up and began to look around for the source of this gaze.
At this moment, his eyes happened to meet the eyes of the receptionist standing at the corner. If he didn't have good eyesight, he would have easily overlooked it.
The woman who always wore a mechanical smile was now devoid of any smile. Her face was expressionless, and her eyes were filled with viciousness. She stared at Yan Shuang intently, as if she wanted to devour him alive. "What are you doing?" Her voice was icy cold, chilling.
Faced with such a situation, Yan Shuang's face changed slightly and he cried out in his heart that something was wrong.
The others were also startled by the sudden appearance of the woman. They stopped what they were doing and looked at her nervously.
Yan Shuang: What should I do? What should I do? Is this woman a ghost?
Jing Ning stepped forward, holding Yan Shuang behind him, and said in a natural tone, "Aren't we going to see a show? The road is so long and it's so dark in here. We wanted to ask you if you had any lighting, but you weren't there, so we had to look for it ourselves. It would be bad if we missed the show."
The woman looked Jing Ning up and down suspiciously, but after observing for a long time she couldn't find anything suspicious. After all, Jing Ning's performance was too calm.
"No." The woman looked dazed, her voice softening slightly. "You guys go quickly."
Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the woman didn't make things difficult for them, and they quickly rushed out of the hotel.
"That woman's look... eh... she seems to want to eat you up. As expected, women are all the same when they get angry. Their demeanor changes..." The fat man approached Yan Shuang and smacked his lips, saying, "You look so fragile, but you're actually quite brave."
Yan Shuang said "oh".
Ye Qi held her boyfriend's hand and began to cry, as if she was frightened by the woman just now.
Yan Shuang said indifferently, "As long as they're not dead, they're not a threat for now. Keep quiet, or there won't just be the woman at the front desk who'll show up."
The fat man felt bored and retreated to the back of the team.
Since I walked this road during the day, I arrived at the theater in no time.
The theater entrance was completely dark, like a giant beast with its jaws wide open, awaiting its prey. There were still 20 minutes until the time on the ticket, and the air was thick with the pungent smell of burning paper.
Yan Shuang and the others approached the theater door cautiously, their heartbeats quickening with every step. When they reached the door, they found it was slightly ajar, letting in a faint light.
The thick fog inside the theater seemed to have come alive, drifting freely in the air like a mysterious and heavy veil, firmly obscuring people's vision. The fog seemed to have endless power, making it impossible to penetrate it and see what was hidden behind it.
"Do you want to go in?" Yan Shuang asked.
Jing Ning stood there, staring quietly at the misty fog in front of him, "It's not time yet, wait a little longer."
Time passed minute by minute, and the fog showed no sign of dissipating. It was even thicker than before, and some of it had already floated out from the crack in the door.
"Passengers, please come here to check your tickets!" A woman's voice came from behind.
"You...you...when did you get here!!!" The fat man's face was filled with astonishment, his eyes wide as bells, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. His chubby body was trembling slightly with extreme fear, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
The woman's hair was a little messy, with a few strands casually scattered on both sides of her cheeks, but it did not affect her beautiful face at all. Her face was filled with a long-awaited smile, but in the eyes of the fat man, this smile was like the smile of a devil.
"I've always been here." The woman said softly, her voice gentle as water, but it sounded like a biting cold wind to the fat man's ears.
"Impossible, I..." The fat man tried to refute, but before he could finish his words, a slender but powerful hand quickly reached out and covered his mouth tightly.
At this moment, the fat man's heart was filled with endless fear and confusion. He didn't understand why the woman at the front desk suddenly appeared here, and he didn't know whether she had been following them all the time or came later. The most important thing was that no one noticed her.
"Bang bang..."
The lantern hanging above the door beam suddenly lit up, emitting a bright and eerie red light. Then, the ancient and heavy theater door slowly opened with a creepy creaking sound.
In an instant, a huge cloud of white smoke gushed out from the crack in the door like a surging tide, quickly spreading. The smoke carried a strong, pungent smell that was suffocating and uncomfortable.
The people present were caught off guard and couldn't help but lower their bodies and cough violently.
At the same time, the woman standing nearby was tightly wrapped in the thick fog. All that could be heard was a series of eerie, gurgling laughs: "Hehehe... The show is about to begin. If we don't check our tickets and enter quickly, it will be too late!"
It feels like what the woman said wasn’t that it was too late, but that everyone was going to die.
"Check the tickets first." Jing Ning covered his nose with his hand, trying to block the unpleasant smell, and handed the ticket in his hand to the woman in the white mist.
The woman slowly stretched out a pale and bloodless hand from the white mist, and the hand seemed to merge into the surrounding white mist.
He grabbed Jingning's ticket and shouted, "Next."
Yan Shuang: He has quite a work ethic...
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