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.,It's useless, it's just an instinctive reaction. A few people in the audience made the same gesture.,"Thirty people, most of whom didn't know each other well. Even after introductions, it was hard to remember everyone. It's better to get to know each other gradually afterward and save time." The woman in a suit replied calmly.。