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.,Guests of Ghost Manor, this information will be sent to you upon your arrival. Please do not reply.,“I won't let anything cause me to lose my reason. Fear is an emotion that can be overcome. Besides, you're not so afraid, are you” The woman in the suit glanced at the young man.。