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.,The woman in the suit smiled and didn't get angry: "If the text message is true, then if we leave, we will be met with unforeseen dangers. If what's on it is false, then there's no harm in going in. Of course, I won't force anyone, you can stay here if you want." After saying that, she turned and walked towards the manor.,“That makes sense, though how come you're so familiar with it already We just got here and we were panicking!”。