The Haunted House Of Blockwoods

Chapter 1: The house of horror

"This is the first time I've visited such an un-scary Haunted House."

"The props are too fake; I didn't feel scared. If anything, it all felt like a joke to me."

"Materialists like ourselves naturally have nothing to be afraid of! Ghosts aren't real!"

"I hate to say it, but I told you so. We should have stayed at the dorm; I was so close to gaining another level on my online game."

A group of students grumbled with disappointment in front of Western Blockwood City's House of Horrors before they left on their motorbikes. Aaron , who held a stack of advertisement flyers for the Haunted House, shook his head despondently when he saw this.

The art of scaring was a skill, but with the introduction of scary movies, many modern-day citizens' threshold for scares had been increased. A visit to the Haunted House was no different from a stroll in one's own backyard.

"Boss!"

A clear female voice erupted from behind him. Aaron turned around and saw a slender 'zombie' in a nurse outfit running out of the Haunted House in a fit of anger.

"What's wrong, Hellen?" The zombie's name was Hellen Reece; she was one of the temporary actors hired by the Haunted House.

"Those few ruffians earlier, they tried to take advantage of me!" the girl hissed through gritted teeth, her fists gripped tight.

So, it is merely to complain...

"That's horrible; they wouldn't even leave a zombie in peace." As the boss, naturally Aaron was on Hellen's side. "Later, I'll have the amusement park manager to pull up the surveillance footage."

"There's no need for that. When I realized their intentions, my punch went flying straight at the boy's face." Hellen pointed at the bloodstain at the edge of her outfit and exclaimed rather proudly, "See, this isn't fake blood."

"Good, good, a girl should learn how to protect herself." Aaron wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. As he turned to look at the setting sun, he said, "I suppose it's time to call it a day. We probably won't have any more visitors, so help me go and tell everyone that we can get off work early today."

However, he realized the girl in zombie make-up didn't make an attempt to move away.

"Is there anything else?"

"Boss..." Hellen hesitated before pulling two letters out from her pocket slowly. "These are the resignation letters from Philip and kacy. You've been a great boss to them, so they didn't have the face to give these to you in person and had me pass them to you."

"They're quitting?" Aaron asked the obvious question as he accepted the letters, then he added, "Everyone has their own dream to chase, so be it. Hellen, you can leave now if there's nothing else."

"Okay, I'll go remove the make-up."

After the cute little zombie left, Aaron lit a cigarette silently. Half a year ago, when his parents mysteriously disappeared, the only thing they left him was this Haunted House. To keep their memory alive, Aaron had resigned from his day-job to focus on managing this Haunted House.