Thirty people stood before a massive, rusted iron gate. Before them lay a sprawling mansion, possessing every characteristic you could imagine from a horror film. The Western-style ornamentation had gradually decayed and faded under years of wind and rain. Underneath the peeling paint, patches of dark red, almost black wood were visible, looking like blood splatters at first glance, both menacing and horrifying.,"Hey! What are you doing Shouldn't we be getting out of this creepy place right now" A man with a clearly short temper spat on the ground in annoyance, "I don't care about any of this spooky nonsense!","Is that so" The young man slowed his pace slightly, creating some distance. "You're really amazing, little sister."。