Before he had gone far, the car blew up.

It's not a joke, it's a fact. A car with good appearance, normal engine, stable function, no large-scale disasters in the environment, and no external damage was just like that under my nose, it just burned out of thin air and then exploded.

Well, an old car indeed. I don't have mechanical talent, so I don't know what happened to the car to burn up. Perhaps, just like the analysis of a certain station, the destruction of the car is completely due to the "needs of the plot".

A familiar sound of footsteps is gradually approaching here. Hopefully, Hibiki Kiriki will be held back by this broken car for a while before I can get a chance to get ahead of her and enter the cannibal house.

I went into the jungle with an umbrella. I didn't dare to turn on the flashlight, so I was surrounded by thick darkness all the time. But for some reason, the darkness ahead seemed to be thicker than just now.

The sound of the raindrops hitting the surface of the umbrella is getting louder and louder. I took out my phone, and unfortunately, it actually showed "not in the service area".

Then I noticed, there was something strange ahead. It wasn't long before I saw a tree lying across the road.

It's a rotting tree. Look at the extent of its torso in tatters and decay, it looks like it has been lying quietly here for decades.

I remembered one thing. Escaping the jungle area, stepping onto the road and leaving into the distance.

Almost following my footsteps, the rain became louder. The sound of a drum sounded at the top of the umbrella, and it was like hail.

Wait a minute...... It's like...... It's not rain!

I looked back at what was flying from the surface of the umbrella. It was a myriad of small branches, one by one, hitting me on top of my head.

Not far ahead, a tree on the right was falling towards me. I hurriedly stopped, controlled my inertia, and stood in front of the tree.

At about the same time, with a violent "boom", the huge trunk of the tree blocked the road in front of me.

Looking at the curved torso in front of me, I couldn't convince myself to calm down quickly, even if I had the best concentration.

It's like ...... Aim for the smashed.

The next second, I realized what was wrong and immediately jumped over the trunk of the tree and ran towards the road.

The creaking sound came again. I looked ahead, and not far ahead, another tree had fallen in my direction.

At this moment, the appearance of the tree falling is clearly displayed in front of my eyes as if in slow motion.

Thinking of this, I quickened my pace. It's almost there, and it'll be back on the road soon......

However, almost in the next instant......

"Boom-" A fierce explosion resounded through the gloomy and dark forest in front of you.

……

As I sat resting on the rotting trunk of a tree, I suddenly felt a wave of nausea and collapse.

But it's already here, and there must be no retreat. I picked up my umbrella and walked into the jungle following the route marked by the note in my memory.

Ten minutes later, just as I was about to lose faith in the bottomless darkness, a faint light suddenly appeared in front of me.

"That's what it is...... Cannibal Pavilion......" I squinted into the distance and muttered to myself.

Walking through the forest, the eyes are finally bright. At the same time, the "whirring" wind whistled in my ears, blowing away the fog that permeated the surroundings.

Like a small wave, swaying in the storm, caressing my feet.

At the end of the road, I saw an old door. On the opposite side of the door is a luxurious Western-style building.

What a ...... It's a huge western-style pavilion.

As the protagonist of "Fog Cutting Grass" complains, this is not an imaginary luxury mansion.

I wiped my eyes that were dripping with water and looked at the mansion again. Indeed, it has the style of old Western architecture, and the extravagant decoration that only theme parks have.

The walls of the Western-style pavilion are littered with black stains of unknown meaning and vines crawling through the windows.

This Western-style building doesn't look like the atmosphere in a fairy tale at all. It gives people a weird atmosphere of yin and yang, and even a little cold and terrifying.

That's right...... In every sense of the word, there is no doubt that this is a haunted house!

I continued to look at the building, and the light was shining from the second floor of the building. This kind of light is not the artificial fluorescent lamp, but like the flickering light of a candle.

After a while, the light was gone.

I was so startled that I almost screamed.

I also seemed to be aware of the candlelight, and suddenly there was a sound of small footsteps on the leaves in the jungle, which reminded me that I had to speed up.

I gently pushed open the rusty door. There was a miserable scream from the door, and I passed through the gap that I had pushed open.

Although the interior is still dark, you can clearly see that it is like a botanical garden, full of all kinds of plants and trees.

The chaotic feeling of those plants that I had never seen before were entangled with each other in a way that I had never seen before, made me shiver like the protagonist Matsudaira Yosuke.

I knocked at the door of the entrance.

After waiting for a long time, there was no response inside the door.

I tried turning the following doorknob. It didn't take long for a moist sensation to come from my hands. When I stared, my hands were dyed bright red.

"Is this - blood?" I rubbed my hand in confusion and muttered to myself.

Wrong. So far, the blood I've seen in this world has always been pink.

"Cut...... It's just rusty. I muttered to myself and turned the doorknob open.

The first thing you can see when you enter the door is a spacious hall with a lamp hanging from the ceiling.

It seemed that there was no breath of people, and it was so quiet that it seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

I'm not so bored as to ask, "I'm sorry, is anyone there?" "This kind of problem.

Because I'm not going to get any response. What's more, I know there's someone waiting inside.

Walking into this dark space, it's impossible to say I'm not afraid, but I have no reason to return.

Let alone...... I came to the door on my own.

Stepping into the hall, I saw a tall door in front of me. On either side of the door, there is a winding staircase leading to the second floor.

There is also a door on the left and right walls. In the middle of the stairs on both sides, there is also a tall pendulum clock, which is constantly swinging.

Although the interior of the Western-style building is covered in dust and cobwebs can be seen on the walls from time to time, compared to its creepy appearance, the inside has definitely been well repaired.

Or rather, it's been like this here for several years in a row. Without the clock, it would look like a forbidden space. When I think about this, I can't help but feel sad for the people here.

But the most wonderful thing is the flower bed in the center.