Horror Game Developer: My games aren't that scary! novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60: Return of the Jester [3]

’Judging by the situation around me, it just might be the case.’

I looked at the flyer once again and then at the surroundings. The more I looked, the more confident I was about my conclusion.

However, it was still far too early to tell.

There were still other rooms that I had to explore. This could just be a small part of the entire scenario.

The most appropriate course of action was to continue and explore the place while memorizing the layout of the mansion and looking for any more clues and tips that could help me figure out more about the scenario.

I sighed and checked the time.

There were still only about twenty minutes left before the scenario started.

To ensure that I managed to memorize everything, I stopped wasting time and moved on to the other rooms of the mansion.

"This room doesn’t look anything special."

The room next to the ballroom was simply a dining room.

I looked around the room before settling my gaze on a specific painting. It depicted a family of four: a man, a woman, and two young boys. They were all standing outside the mansion, smiling. Just like any regular family.

"Hmm."

I studied the painting carefully.

Aside from their clothes, which looked rather posh, there was nothing unusual about the painting.

But still, it made me question something.

’Is there no little girl?’

Last I recalled, the little girl was part of this family.

Was this painting taken before her death or after?

I licked my lips, imprinting the image inside my mind before going to the next room. I continued like this until I reached the second floor.

The second floor appeared to be the residential area, where the rooms were located. Besides the large dining room in the middle, connected to the kitchen, in total, there were a total of seven bedrooms, with multiple bathrooms located throughout. It was a very fancy mansion, and as I settled my gaze over the last door, I reached for the doorknob and tried to open it.

But—

Click! Click!

"Eh?"

The door refused to budge.

It was locked.

"What the..."

This was different compared to the other rooms. Unlike this one, I could enter every single room within the mansion.

What could this mean?

I felt my heart quicken as I stared at the door.

Could this be a big part of the scenario?

I held my breath, feeling the smooth and metal touch of the knob. I was just about to twist the knob again when...

Ding!

A notification flashed across my face again.

[Scenario is starting...]

The world shifted, and I dropped to the ground.

"Ukh."

Letting out a groan, I looked around, only to be shocked to find myself back where it all began.

"What the..."

But as if that wasn’t bad enough, I suddenly saw a black vortex appear not far from where I was, and my mind churned.

Then—

A foot slowly emerged from within it.

[Operation: The Host’s Invitation]

Class : ■■■

: A sentient Victorian mansion, hosting an elegant but deadly party overseen by The Host. Guests must follow The Host’s every word with perfect, but not excessive, compliance. If you manage to impress the Host, only good things will come! Disobedience results in grotesque, instantaneous death.

**

A few moments prior, Velora Art Museum.

Several large black SUVs stopped right outside the gates of the now crowded museum. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

Stepping out of one of the SUVs, a young girl whose looks could attract the attention of anyone who looked carefully brushed her blonde hair back while her green eyes scanned the surroundings.

"Ah, shit."

Her face fell the moment she spotted several groups in the distance.

Looking at their uniforms and clothes, she knew exactly who they were. She looked behind her, where four other recruits appeared.

’This fucker...’