The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 982

Not long after they ran into the escape room on the right, the room lit up.

It was decorated to resemble a classroom. On the walls near the ceiling was a neat row of pictures of female students, who were all smiling.

However, the photos were all in white and black, and it was as if they were the memorial photos of the students.

The inside of the room was still creepy, but the white artificial light helped to alleviate the players' fear and allowed them to breathe a sigh of relief.

“Thank you,” said the young woman whose hand Jerome was holding.

Jerome instantly realized that it was not Natalie's voice, and a shocked look flashed past his eyes.

On the other hand, a shy blush crept onto the young woman's face, and she held Jerome's hand in return. “I was so scared earlier. I'm glad that you were holding my hand just now—”

Jerome swiftly let go of her hand and icily interrupted her, “Sorry. I thought you were someone else.”

With that said, he spun around to look for Natalie, but his efforts were to no avail.

Jerome frowned.

It must have been too dark earlier, so the two of us went into separate rooms.

Jerome wanted to head back the way he came from, but he found out that the door had closed behind them when they entered.

Frustration rose in his chest, and he clenched his fist and punched the wall.

In truth, he was not interested in escape rooms at all.

All he wanted was more time with Natalie.

The only thing he could do at that moment was to find the clues and quickly reunite with Natalie.

In the meantime, the left room was still shrouded in darkness. Moreover, sounds of crows cawing and wind blowing came from one of the speakers in the room.

Even though Natalie could not see her surroundings that well, she could sense that there were four to five people who had entered the room.

is it so dark? How are we going to play

to play this anymore! Can I go out

this. Won't you be losing out if you leave now? Don't be scared! Everything's

special effects at all. She knew well that, no matter how real they seemed, they

a matter of fact, the dim lighting and the uncanny atmosphere

could sense that the hand holding hers seemed familiar, but she also knew that

usually did not have flashed past her mind

going to find out whether or

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she could sense thot

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to ploy

out if you leove