Chapter 234

Everyone suddenly understood why the girl didn't want to keep filming.

According to the script, she was the first to die—a throwaway character!

"Hey! Are you switching or not?" The girl raised her chin, looking at Vesper with disdain.

Seeing the girl's attitude, Vesper's face showed a hint of panic.

She rushed to the girl, snatched the lead role's script, and then stepped back a few paces, clutching the script tightly behind her. "Ralph assigned the roles beforehand. Besides, why should I switch with you? You just got unlucky and ended up with a poor character. That's not my problem!"

The girl shrugged and sneered. "Then stop pretending. Don't expect others to die for you. Keep dreaming!"

"Shit!" She cursed and turned back to her spot.

Vesper was left speechless, biting her lip and glaring at the girl with resentment.

She knew now wasn't the time for arguments.

They needed to quickly come up with a plan to finish filming the play and get out of this creepy house.

"Everyone, stop looking at me like that. Nobody wants to die before winning the big prize, right? If we follow the script, only the lead characters survive. The other 13 supporting roles all die in this haunted place!" The girl continued, "I understand everyone is anxious to finish filming, but Ralph is dead, and his instructions are no longer valid. So, I don't think we necessarily have to finish filming to find the exit... Of course, if anyone is willing to switch scripts with me, I'd fully support that."

Her voice was cold and her thoughts clear, leaving everyone speechless.

Her name was Ainsley, and she had already completed the sixth room task.

She knew the dangers in this house and how to survive them.

"Let's find a place to rest first. It's already dark, and we can't continue filming..." Fiona stepped forward, her professional habit making her voice gentle and soothing, slightly easing the tense atmosphere.

"Sorry to interrupt... Didn't Ralph say he had arranged food and tents for us? Maybe we should look for those... Otherwise, it might be unsafe later..." Roy pointed to the house in the distance.

Everyone followed Roy's gaze, staring at the house in silence.

Suddenly, they saw something terrifying—a shadowy figure appeared next to Ralph's corpse.

It quickly reached out, grabbed Ralph's back, and dragged his body into the house!

"What was that?" Someone in the crowd screamed but quickly swallowed their voice.

"Could it be a wild animal from the mountains, attracted by the smell of blood?" Someone suggested tentatively.

"Don't be ridiculous. There are no wild animals here," Another person retorted. "I bet it's a ghost from the house... But why would it need a corpse after killing everyone?"

The crowd buzzed with nervous chatter.

Charles turned to Fiona, who shook her head expressionlessly, signaling him not to act rashly.

She whispered, "This house is very strange, and no one knows what that shadow is. If we go in recklessly, we might face even bigger trouble."

Then she raised her voice to address everyone. "Given the situation, let's rest on this open ground tonight."

Ainsley crossed her arms, firmly continuing Fiona's words, "This is the fourth room task, and it has puzzle pieces. Everyone knows how weird that house is! If you don't follow orders and separate from the group, especially at night... You know what the consequences will be, right?"

Her words successfully convinced everyone.

At this point, no one wanted to enter that eerie, terrifying house.

"Everyone has their own team, right? Arrange night shifts within your teams. It's best not to be too far apart, but if some of you insist on being rebellious, don't regret if something happens." After speaking, Ainsley and a man from her team moved to the side of the open ground, choosing a sheltered and clean spot, lighting a fire, and sitting down to rest.

Her performance was mainly to establish herself in the team, to avoid being bullied, and to gain some authority, ensuring she wasn't in a passive position.

But the most important reason was to prevent people from dying too quickly.

According to the one-tenth rule of the task world, the difficulty of the task only drastically decreases when the number of surviving humans is down to one!

So, given the current situation, the more people alive, the safer she would be.

However, just as everyone was preparing to rest, a fierce, cold wind blew, and the house's door slammed shut.