Recurring Midnight
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
"Why would the actor scream?" Chen Ge was a Haunted House operator himself, and he had heard multiple screams in his life, so he could be certain that actor was not acting. He had really run into something scary; that scream could not be faked. "This is getting interesting. Even the workers themselves are getting the scare of their lives."
The door that led out from theater was being knocked on, and the scream grew louder. Chen Ge wanted to open the door to take a look, but he realized that the door was locked. "Combining projection technology and actual actors is a good idea, but there's bound to be some accidents."
The scream had not stopped, and the whistle from the other end of the corridor was getting close. The lights went out. With his Yin Yang Vision, Chen Ge saw a man wearing a chef's outfit at the end of the corridor. He was fat, and the white outfit was stained with blood. The pocket around his stomach was even stuffed with half of a human head.