The workers let people in right on time; every time a group enters, the next group waits a few minutes so the first group can clear the first stretch before the next goes in. That way, the experience feels a lot better. But the screams from those girls ahead were way too dramatic, making the girls nearby roll their eyes in disdain.
Yep, they really rolled their eyes.
The girl in front of her said, "Ugh, is it really that scary? They're probably just exaggerating. Didn't think the haunted house would have people planted in there to ramp up the drama."
The girl next to her was clearly a bit scared. "If they're faking, that'd be great. My worry is that it's actually that terrifying. Maybe we'd better just skip this. The makeup on that worker at the entrance plus the vibe in here—it's creepy enough even without anyone trying to scare us."
The other girl shot her a look. "Such a liar. You were the one who wanted to play, and now you're backing out. Are you going in or not?"
