My House of Horrors Chapter 226
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Chapter 226
Wearing the bloodied doctor’s outfit, Chen Ge opened the wooden boards wearing the skin mask . Ten minutes have passed, and there haven’t been any screams . Looks like they have gotten used to the Third Sick Hall .
Chen Ge felt like he had become too soft . Afraid that the visitors might get too spooked by initial scares, he gave them a ten-minute buffer .
They should have found the tape recorder . Things will be a little more difficult from now on .
Chen Ge moved down the darkened steps . When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he turned to look down the left corridor . There was not one mannequin outside the sealed classroom . They sure are obedient today . Normally, a few of them would be out loitering .
Holding the faceless nurse’s uniform and the hammer, Chen Ge pushed the Third Sick Hall’s steel door open .
The Third Sick Hall hasn’t been completed yet, and the hidden mission has not been triggered . The scenario is only fifty percent complete at most, so it can’t be treated as a real three-star scenario . The group is also accompanied by many professionals, so they might really succeed . Chen Ge walked slowly . He was not in a rush . Gotta go find that madwoman’s mannequin and test the effects of this nurse’s outfit first .
After turning the first corner, Chen Ge suddenly stopped moving . In the middle of the corridor, over twenty mannequins blocked the road with their bodies, their heads rolling left and right . They seemed to be having quite a good time .
“Why are you all here‽” Chen Ge stood in the middle of the road, and the rolling heads stopped immediately . All of them started to play dead . “Is this your scenario? Why are you coming to the mental hospital with your school uniforms?”
Naturally, the mannequins were silent . They stopped moving like primary school students who had been caught by their teacher at the arcade .
“It’s one thing to come here, but you’re disposed of as well‽” Chen Ge sounded angry, but he felt sorry for them . He carried the heads up from the floor and returned them to their owners . “This group of visitors wouldn’t even leave the harmless mannequins be, such cruelty . ”
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His progress was slow because there was no light . After patching up the sixth mannequin, he stood up and announced, “When I send them out, I’ll return to help the rest of you . ”
There was anger lacing his voice as Chen Ge gripped the hammer and ran down the corridor .
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Inside the electrotherapy room, Han Qiuming leaned toward the recorder . He listened for a long time, but there was no sound .
“Could it be an empty tape?” This was the only conclusion that he could come up with .
“Would the boss do something that pointless?” Ye Xiaoxin had a feeling there was something more to this tape, but it was true—there was only faint white noise . She reached out to press the buttons on it, but no matter which button she pressed, the play button did not change, and the tape kept playing .
“The boss has probably modified this recorder; the buttons are only for appearance . The real power switch is hidden somewhere else . ” Han Qiuming looked for a long time but could not find the real switch . His face was dark . Even since entering the Third Sick Hall, he had tried to make himself look useful, but the props inside this place kept going against him .
“We should leave first . ” Han Qiuming looked at his phone . “We have three minutes left . If we hurry, we should be able to make it . ”
He exited the room with Ye Xiaoxin . They planned to use the secret passageway in Room 3 to exit .
At the same time, at the other end of the corridor…
Guo Miao’s group rushed back into the deep ends of Third Sick Hall . They looked cursorily inside the rooms along the second and third corridors, including the director’s office, but they could not find Han Qiuming .
“Boss! We’ve looked through all the rooms, but there’s still no sign of Han Qiuming!” Song An exclaimed between hurried breaths .
“The corridors only leads one way, so we should have run into each other . Where is the guy?” Guo Miao patted himself on his face lightly . He had not been so worried in the past ten years . “Let me think about this . There are three possibilities to Han Qiuming’s disappearance . One, he has found a secret passageway and run into it; two, he was hiding in one of the rooms earlier when we were looking for him, and now, he is deeper inside the Haunted House; and three…”
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At this point, the bloody scenes that one associated with mental hospitals appeared in his mind . He did not have the courage to continue . He looked at Song An and saw fear reflected in his eyes .
“This is bad!” The two guys communicated with their eyes, and it caused Su Luoluo’s scalp to go numb .
“Do you guys want to continue this tour? Because I’m leaving!”
She was getting more scared . Even her own teammates were more professional than these Haunted House workers, who kept saying things to make her scared .
“No! You can’t go alone; it’s too dangerous! We mustn’t separate from each other!” Song An commanded like something bad would happen to Su Luoluo if she left them .
“Ol’ Song is right . Being separated will give them the chance to take us down one by one . Only by staying together will the enemy not dare do anything rash . ” Guo Miao forced a smile at Su Luoluo . “I’m sorry for dragging you into this mess, but don’t worry, we’ll definitely bring you out safely . ”
Su Luoluo felt like crying when she heard Guo Miao’s apology . Why are you suddenly apologizing? What is happening? You told me I was lucky to have been selected to join you on this visit, but I’ve done nothing except run all over the place . Why are you doing this to me?
Su Luoluo suspected that she had been tricked and that she was the only real visitor . The rest of them were actors! The two Haunted Houses had worked together to scare her!
“We don’t have time to waste . The longer we stay here, the more dangerous it is for Han Qiuming . We need to find him now!” Guo Miao decided . “Come on! Let’s move down the other corridor!”
He and Song An walked in front while Xiao Du followed at the back . Before they moved on, he turned to tell Su Luoluo, “Brother Song and Boss are reliable people . With them around, nothing dangerous will happen to you . ”
“What kind of danger will happen to me inside a Haunted House? Is that how you console someone?” Standing alone in the corridor that was covered with bloody letters, Su Luoluo followed Guo Miao’s group unwillingly . She did not dare go back to the exit alone . The group walked to the fourth corridor . They looked through all ten rooms, but they still had not found Han Qiuming .
“We’ve reached the end? Where is this Han Qiuming?” Song An leaned against the wall, physically drained .
“A live person disappeared just like that?” Guo Miao’s heart was racing . He looked around and realized that the blood letters on the wall had deepened in color .
“We must have missed something!” Guo Miao gripped Song An’s shoulder . “All Haunted Houses have pathways specialized for workers—it should be the same for the Third Sick Hall . In the few sickrooms that we checked earlier, a few of them had unique structures . I believe that the pathway is hidden in one of them . ”
“Okay, we’ll go back to look together!”
Su Luoluo, who had been following them, was tried . This was the first time she had visited a Haunted House like this . “I just ran here, and you guys are running away again?”
“The worker’s pathway and Han Qiuming should be in one of those rooms . ” Guo Miao looked at Su Luoluo . He had not been so serious for a long time . “Trust me, I won’t be mistaken!”
…
Holding the tape recorder, Han Qiuming and Ye Xiaoxin exited the director’s office . The white noise from the tape had gotten more pronounced .
“Where are your teammates? I seem to hear running . ” Ye Xiaoxin kept her distance from Han Qiuming .
“Ignore them, let’s get out first . ” Holding the tape recorder, Han Qiuming felt like something was observing him . It made the skin on his back crawl .
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