Abyssapos;s Return

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.,"Miss, with so many of us here, shouldn't we introduce ourselves" A fashionable young man with a handsome appearance but slightly slick demeanor sidled up to the woman in a suit walking at the front, and asked with a smirk.,A line of people filed in. A woman in a suit walked straight to the table. Aside from several empty vases used to hold down the tablecloth, the most eye-catching thing was a miniature booklet in front of each seat.。