The Haunted House Of Blockwoods

Chapter 11: How do you sleep at night?

When Trevor mentioned that his fainting had to do with mirror. Aaron's heart skipped a beat. He was instantly reminded of the game from the previous night and how the thing inside the mirror had been stopped from escaping by the doll.

From the look of it, the creature still had not left, hiding in the mirrors of the Haunted House.

"Boss, is this a new thing just added to the Haunted House? How come I've not heard of it before?" Hellen also wandered over. pulling the gaze of the crowd along with her. Aaron was caught in an awkward position, he could not just confess that there was an actual ghost living inside the Haunted House, could he? If he did that, the Haunted House would be forced into closure, but more than that, he would be dragged to the mental hospital.

"I guess you can say that. It's related to the short video I uploaded last night, but I don't recommend playing this game without professional guidance" Aaron patted Hellen lightly on her shoulder. "If you do not take my advice, you might end up in the same state as this young man. Alright, who still wishes to visit the Haunted House? Don't worry, there are bound to be accidents in a Haunted House; that's what makes it interesting, yes?"

"Interesting my backside! A man fainted! It's a Haunted House visit, so why should we put our lives on the line□"

"He's right! I'll forget about my broken phone as long as you don't post any more weird ass videos in the middle of the night"

"Thanks, but no thanks!"

As Aaron extended the invitation, the crowd stepped away from him in unison. He laughed awkwardly. "Why are you all acting like that? My Haunted House is really not that scary"

"Bro, we have two forensic science students who deal with dead bodies every day here; one is in tears, and the other fainted. Now, you're telling us your Haunted House is not scary? Who are you lying to? How can you lie without batting an eye?"

"That's right, have some morals!

The comments from the crowd stumped Aaron. Initially, when the Haunted House was supposedly not scary, no one wanted to visit because, apparently, it was too boring. Now, when it was finally scary, it seemed to have overshot the effect he wanted. "But you came from all over the country just to stand at the entrance and watch? Guts can be trained; an occasional scare here and there will be able to increase your heart rate, thus improving your blood circulation

"Even if you give us money, we're not going into that place. And improve blood circulation some more, you might as well say your Haunted House can cure cancer. The man who had his phone broken retorted before turning to leave.

However, right then, a middle-aged uncle standing beside him suddenly raised his voice to say, "Boss, give me a ticket!"

His voice was firm like he had come to this
decision after much contemplation.

"F*ck, there really are thrill-seekers everywhere!"

"Uncle, don't be rash, Other Haunted Houses take your money, but his Haunted House takes your life!"

"Uncle, you've impressed me with your courage! Go on, don't worry, you can leave your wife and your daughter with me!"

The uncle looked to be over forty, and his head was balding. He walked out from the crowd and gave Aaron ten dollars. "One ticket please?

"You're doing this alone? Even Aaron was impressed by this middle-aged man. He dared to do this after witnessing what had happened earlier.

After taking the money, Aaron gave the uncle his ticket. He was about to go through his introductions when the uncle took the ticket and walked off in the other direction from the Haunted House's gate.