Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Psychological counseling clinic.

After returning home, Du Wei grabbed his backpack and checked the antique clock on the wall one more time. Having confirmed there was no issue, he prepared to leave.

He was fully prepared, ready to face any emergency situation.

He closed the door, crossed the street, approached the Subaru Impreza, opened the car door, settled into the driver's seat, and started the vehicle to drive away.

Not long after he had left,

five black sedans slowly stopped at the doorstep of his neighbor, Roy.

Two minutes later.

Several women dressed in black uniforms stepped out of the cars, looking up and surveying their surroundings.

It seemed they were looking for something...

Then, they turned their gaze towards the psychological counseling clinic, whispering among themselves.

...

2:40 PM.

New York, Orlando Area's amusement park.

After parking his car, Du Wei, with his backpack on, hurried toward the Horror House.

Today was Thursday, and there weren't many visitors to the park, so it wasn't overcrowded.

Glancing around, only the more popular, major attractions had crowds gathered around them.

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"The big roller coaster, just one minute, will give you the most thrilling view experience."

"Thank you, no need!"

Politely declining the staff's enthusiasm, Du Wei finally arrived at his destination.

Annabelle's Horror House.

The whole Horror House looked quite old; the exaggerated gargoyle reliefs at the entrance were damaged and fading, and the staff standing by the door seemed listless.

However, there were still a fair number of men and women seeking thrills.

In the short time Du Wei stood observing, four college student-like individuals entered, laughing and joking among themselves.

Meanwhile, Du Wei stood at the entrance, looking inside.

The entrance hallway, deliberately kept dark to block out light, was pitch-black, too dark to see one's hand in front of the face.

[Spirit Vision]

Without hesitation, Du Wei immediately entered Spirit Vision state.

He needed to ascertain the general situation to adjust his response measures accordingly.

Then, under Spirit Vision, the entire vibe of the Horror House changed for Du Wei.

If before there was no unusual aura,

now, there was an intangible sense of gloom and oppression.

Although that was all, it was enough.

"I can be sure, it's in there," Du Wei concluded silently to himself, then approached the staff member.

"Excuse me, does this Horror House have any special scary scenarios?"

The staff perked up upon hearing this and said with a smile, "Hello sir, we've got the Undead Mummy, the horror waxworks zone, Ghost Claiming Lives, Dead Spirit Doll, and Ferocious Ghost Street. We have horror scenes beyond your imagination."

Du Wei noted the term "Dead Spirit Doll" the staff member had mentioned.

He inquired, "The Dead Spirit Doll sounds interesting; is it a new scene?"

"Yes, sir. It was just set up this morning. The feedback from visitors is that it's extremely frightening, almost as if it's a real Dead Spirit Doll."

Du Wei nodded and then continued, "With so many scenes, are you sure they all fit inside the Horror House?"

The staff member explained, "Though our Horror House may not look large, it was actually the first project developed by the amusement park. Besides the above-ground setup, many terrifying parts are on the underground level."

"Where is the Dead Spirit Doll? Is it also on the basement level?"

"Yes, sir, if you want to experience a thrilling and exciting horror journey, the Horror House is definitely your best choice, and the price is cheap."

Du Wei smiled, took a bill out of his wallet, and handed it over to the other person.

The staff politely took the money and handed back the change and tickets together.

"Here is your ticket. After you go in, there will be a ticket storage box. Just throw your ticket in there to start this thrilling journey. Have fun!"

...

He walked into the pitch-black passage of the Horror House.

In his vision, not a glimmer of light could be seen.

Whispering, elusive and weird sounds reached his ears, mixed with the shrill laughter of a woman, sounding very unsettling.

In the face of these sound effects and the environment deliberately concocted by the Horror House to create a terrifying atmosphere, Du Wei was expressionless, completely unaffected.

"Such low-level sound effects and poor setup! Why would anyone like coming to places like this for thrills?"

Du Wei couldn't understand.

Whether in the past or the present, he never found any interest in horror houses or haunted houses.

He remembered that when he was a forensic major in his student days, a junior girl invited him to watch a horror movie at the cinema, which seemed to be called "Deadly Ghosts Jiangyin". He forced himself to watch halfway through and had already figured out the entire plot progression, feeling no sense of horror whatsoever.

Later on, the girl invited him again, and he thoroughly rejected her.

That was the only horror movie he had ever seen.

Compared to horror movies, horror houses seem even more lowbrow.

As he went deeper, dim lights began to appear around him, and he could vaguely make out the things in front of him.

In front of the ticket storage box stood four university students he had seen before, discussing something in low voices.

When Du Wei arrived, one of the Caucasian men greeted him, "Hey, sir, want to go in together?"

The other three also looked towards Du Wei.

"Why should we go in together?"

Du Wei found it strange; if these people came to the Horror House for fun, why would they invite him?

The Caucasian man said awkwardly, "Actually, this is the oldest and scariest Horror House in the Orlando Area, and we're a little afraid... hesitant about whether we really want to go in and experience it..."

"I don't quite suggest you go in with me. Of course, I also don't suggest you come to this Horror House for fun; it's best to leave quickly."

As Du Wei spoke, his face was expressionless; he disliked the idea of other people following him when he was doing something.

Moreover, there truly existed an Evil Spirit inside this Horror House; even though no one knew, the danger was imaginable.

However, upon hearing Du Wei's words, the others felt as if they were being looked down upon.

"Hey, mister, we've bought tickets," said the Caucasian man, waving the tickets in his hand while the other three shrugged their shoulders.

"Forget it, Bob, let's just go with the four of us; it's all about seeking a thrill anyway."

Bob, the Caucasian man, nodded and stopped talking to Du Wei. After they all placed their tickets in the storage box and the hidden door in the wall slowly opened.

The light inside was very dim, and in the vast shadows, some outlines could be seen, as if hiding something.

Du Wei didn't bother to say more, followed by dropping his ticket and walking in as well.

Seeing Du Wei follow, Bob inwardly looked down on this Asian man, but he didn't think much of it and took it as having an extra person for more security.

But the next second,

Bang! The door closed heavily!

Darkness engulfed the surroundings in an instant.

Utter silence...

In the darkness, Du Wei furrowed his brows. At the moment the door shut, under the state of Spirit Vision, he felt something unusual, as if with the closing of the door, the entire Horror House had become cut off from the outside world, turning oppressively gloomy and somber.

He suddenly felt that this trip to the Horror House seemed to have undergone an uncontrollable change.

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