The huge crowd emitted a pungent smell of blood, and rushed to the bottomless abyss with ghosts and gods. The more crowded it was, the slower the team walked, but this slower it became a catalyst for tourists' madness.

The noise of the entire amusement park reached its peak after the bell rang, and the sweet and rotten apple fragrance was pouring in from all directions and flowing in the sea of ​​people.

The tourists wandering in it breathed deeply with a sickly intoxicating look, as if they had recovered their energy from the depths of their souls. Then they used their handbags, umbrellas, keys, etc. to open the heads of those who blocked the way in front, and let the brain and blood sputter on their faces.

The slumped dead body was soon buried in the chaotic footsteps, and was swallowed without even a single wave.

These bloody and violent behaviors further ignited the fear and expectation in people's hearts. A subtle and thrilling breath hovered over the Pennyland Amusement Park, soaring past as low as a substance. Every time, it can trigger uncontrollable excitement and tremors from the toes to the heart.

The street lights on both sides turned into dim light at some point, illuminating the road with difficulty and dullness. All the lights in other areas were extinguished, leaving only the main roads like the road of rebirth.

The road was clearly close, but countless steps suddenly appeared. But everyone felt the direction in their hearts - about how to reach the suffocating open-air theater.

The dim light projected from the street lights happened to shine on the heads of two rows of staff holding hands and guarding hands. Their faces became obscured by light, and they could not see them clearly. Between the buildings and markets, these dark yellow and evil faces were looking at each other and whispering.

They still had bright smiles on their faces, but unfortunately, this smile that was once so popular that it was in a ecstatic and exciting scene at this time, and it seemed particularly out of place.

These warning actions are meaningless - rather than maintaining order at the scene, they are preventing tourists from leaving the team without authorization. Occasionally, a tourist was awakened by severe pain and screaming to escape from this path of death.

But he was immediately stopped by the staff on both sides.

They still smiled and said to the tourists, "Welcome to the paradise, this is your home!"

Then the poor man was overwhelmed by the thugs behind him and turned into an inconspicuous wave in the sea of ​​blood.

After the staff entered the venue to "maintain order", the tourists at the end of the team, perhaps because of the less impact of the mysterious gas, had obvious expressions of fear and panic. Finally, they began to scream against the crowd and rushed out of the team to find a place to escape.

But they made no achievements except to create a trivial noise - because no one can find the exit to this amusement park!

I avoided the attack from behind, grabbed the man's neck, pinched him to faint, blocked him behind me, and turned to look at Gray.

I was surprised to find that Grey's eyes were still clear. Maybe he found that something was wrong. At this time, his breathing was completely closed, his abdomen was stimulating at a slow rhythm, and he spit out a mouthful of high-temperature gas for a long time, and then continued to breathe in and out strangely.

His body emitted an astonishing high temperature, scorching the skin of nearby tourists, as if it could burn hair at any time to form a fire. Obviously, Gray used this method to resist the erosion of the mysterious gas.

But Gray's eyes were even more amazing than me. Based on my knowledge of him, he undoubtedly wanted to say "Boss, why are you not affected?"

I wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes and patted his shoulder: "Because I'm putting the online cloud-suppressing playlist in my brain!"

The open-air theater is rising higher and higher, and has risen from the ground to become a pilgrimage temple. The joy inside also shows that a strange drama is being staged. The actors use self-harm, dismemberment, psychedelic, and crazy rambling to approach the gods, and by the way, the crazy audience is fascinated.

I vaguely saw this vanishing from the long river of time, but appeared in a modern temple, enshrined in some gods who had disappeared for a long time. They were in some vague and huge buildings, and countless huge black stone pillars rose from a wet mud, reaching the high place covered with clouds and mist outside my vision!

And in the vague gate of the theater, many vague ghostly figures were wandering, which were as old as the blasphemous temples and the looming pillar totems, showing a malicious smile...

The crisis ahead is getting closer and closer. Even though Gray is in a wonderful reverse breathing state, he still uses his eyes to convey a meaning to me:

"If you don't run, you won't be able to run away!"

I also know that the situation is wrong, but according to my horror film survival theory, there is still no suitable opportunity to break through - at this time, people who forcibly create chaos will often become the first to be beaten down.

Fortunately, not long after, our team split into two narrow columns, each column heading in a different direction, just like the team preparing to enter the field from a different ticket gate...

One of the columns disappeared into the narrow alley on the left, leaving only terrifying waves of wailing. The other column entered a huge iron gate, and burst into crazy laughter and roar.

From the corner of my eyes, I kept scanning the roadside, looking for a familiar figure, and finally saw a piece of paper with a smile on the roadside...

"Being ready to run in the chaos, listen to me count down three, two, one... khaki gets out of too!"

At this time, as I expected, there was an explosion of fire in the distance, and chaos appeared on the security team's chain. I kicked away the person next to me, threw the unlucky guy behind me as a sandbag, creating a chaotic gap for us to rush out of the team and plunged into the entrance of a recreational facility.

Gray finally exhaled the hot air in his lungs, and even caused the handle on the door to be deformed at high temperature. I calculated that he could close his air for twenty minutes and complete a 100-meter sprint at the same time...

Good guy, this kid is still a human!

"Boss, what were you waiting for just now?"

I didn't have time to explain to him, because I suddenly realized that this amusement facility called "Cast Shock" did not seem to be a good place.

But now there are two choices, one is to go outside to participate in the Death March and walk into the weird theater; the other option is to hide in this amusement facility.

Listening to the chasing steps behind me, I knew that the security personnel had chased me, and made a decisive decision, and entered the hinged iron gate of the castle.

We sat outside the door and listened for a while, and found that the footsteps outside the door were wandering outside the door for a while, and they actually left.

"It's gone. There's a rare opportunity to visit the amusement park. I'll take you to the haunted house for a walk!" I said to Gray with a smile.

Gray retreated with a confused look on his face. "No...no, let's hide and go out quickly..."

Hey? Is this guy afraid of ghosts?

"It's no need to discuss. I can only eat hamburgers once and play with haunted houses once in my life. Let's go in!"

I was not polite at all, so I dragged him into the door and started a recreational program that I took a break from my busy schedule.

As soon as you enter this castle, strange scenes emerge one after another.

The light in the castle hall gradually dimmed, and countless coils emitted cold light spirals around, entangled and struggled. Suddenly, the electric sparks flew around us in surprise, and Gray's hair immediately stood up.

The electric spark finally led to the iron bed in the distance. An indescribable strange object began to tremble under the white cloth and slowly sat up...

Then, we saw the boy in blue who was missing his hands and feet appearing in the attic room, and when the moonlight came at midnight, she let out a painful wail; Mrs. Mary Berkeley often wandered and cried in the corridor, looking for her unfaithful cheating husband.

When we passed a pink room, it was filled with girl-style supplies, but there was no one. But as we stepped through the door, the old wall collapsed, revealing a dark cave. What made us creepy was that there was a petite skeleton in white.

After walking out of the room where sin was hidden, we came to the restaurant. The black demon was as big as a goat, with a human face, black eyes, and a smell of carrot. It was emerging from the wall and chasing us who had fallen into it.

It was not until we hurriedly pushed open the secret door of the restaurant fireplace and entered a wide underground square that the real inside of the castle was revealed in front of us.

No one expected that deep underground of the castle, there was a dungeon isolated from the world hidden. It was dark and damp, and dried blood was everywhere.

The text on the stone wall shows that at some time in history, this 120-room maze-style underground passage was called Crown Square. These basements were used as plague isolation facilities, and all patients were thrown into it, and then became a secret place for evil sacrifices by the castle owners. For the past few hundred years, they have been a place where the castle owners imprisoned and tortured prisoners.

Finally, this underground cemetery where plague patients and torture victims were detained, and white bones were piled up and buried.

The square underground of the "Shock Castle" is actually just a huge indoor stage. After experiencing the lifelike fright in the castle, tourists will be taken to this stage to enjoy the final stage play of the vampire awakening.

I stood at the top of the stairs, watching the spotlight suddenly hit the center of the venue, as if welcoming the clown to the scene. Countless lights made the shadow of the bats, turned into debris and flew on the field, and finally gathered on the coffin in the center of the venue, condensed into a strange pattern with blood red in thick black.

In the center of the cemetery made of bones and blood, a dilapidated coffin was slowly opening, and a pale and slender hand suddenly poked out from it, descending from dust, soil and spider silk...

But suddenly, the strange background sounds that were originally played in the cemetery appeared stuttering and rustling, which were instantly replaced by funny and harsh laughter, mixed with the sound effects of countless people applauding, cheering and whistling in the audience.

What lifted the coffin from it was a strange smiling face with a white foundation painted with bloody lips.
Chapter completed!