"We can't get out unless we find three keys, and if we want to win, we'll have to stay inside for a long time. No wonder breakfast was so lavish..." Rhett Reynolds muttered to himself.
Iris Yates swallowed. "I have a bad feeling about this. I'm a bit of a coward..."
The bus carrying the guests drove further and further into remote areas. As Iris Yates watched the scenery become increasingly desolate, the unease in her heart grew.
The bus turned onto a narrow, winding path, and after several more turns, a massive ancient castle slowly came into view.
"Holy shit, what a luxurious castle!" Rhett Reynolds exclaimed, staring at the castle outside the window.
"You call this luxurious? The walls are completely covered in vines. It looks so gloomy and sinister!" After saying this, Iris Yates couldn't help but shiver, as if she could feel the chill emanating from the castle.
The bus stopped.
Standing before the dark and desolate castle, they seemed all the more small and vulnerable.
