Chapter 113 | squealed. | couldn't dodge the ghost’s attack in time, so | hopped on Colin’s back. “Run! There's a monster!” Colin laughed. He carriedand made a beeline for the exit. | clung to Colin’s neck desperately and shouted into Colin's ears. Silently, Colin dashed past all sorts of scary creatures until we reached the light at the end of the tunnel.
“We're out now. Perhaps you should cdown now?” Colin slapped ssense into my brain.
| was still horrified, so | refused to let go of Colin's neck. “No! No!” Then, | heard a burst of laughter. | opened my eyes and saw that everyone was laughing at me. Abashed, | climbed down Colin's back. Somehow, my timid expression made everyone laugh out loud.
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However, | felt comfortable with everyone here, so | wasn’t too embarrassed. | eventually joined them and laughed at my own cowardice too. | was a chicken, wasn’t I? As | turned around, | realized that Felix was standing behind Colin with a long face. He looked like he had just cout of the haunted house too. Wait, was he the stalker behindjust now? Hmph. He invited himself to the haunted house. Who in the right mind would do that? After the group rested for a while, we went to play a murder mystery role-playing game. We arrived quite late, so all the exciting plots had been taken away. There was only Sleeping Beauty left, to everyone's dismay.
While Sleeping Beauty was a role-playing game, it was geared toward children. We had hoped to solve a murder mystery or a haunting case. Sof the group members slumped to the ground and refused to carry out a childish script. | must admit | was disappointed too. [x] | looked at my phone. It was already 10:00 am. Perhaps we should grab something to eat and call it a day? > “Con, we're already here. We might as well do it. Besides, isn't it our dream to be a princess? Whoever wants to play it, raise your hand!” Zara was the first to raise her hand. Her eyes sparkled with excitement.
Her rally awakened the inner child within everyone. We all agreed to carry out the script. The boys, however, were reluctant. Only one of them could be the prince. The rest had to be knights or chefs. Someone also had to play the short and chubby king.
But Jade then reminded the guys how heroic it was to be a knight on a steed, equipped with swords. A knight's duty was to protect the princess. Only a strong man could be a knight. Shouldn't a man aspire to protect his loved ones? Just like that, the fighting spirit within the guys was rekindled. They, too, agreed to role- play.
There were supposed to be ten characters in the script. But since we outnumbered the characters available, the staff members had to improvise.
The owner of the social gwas a lean man in his 20s. He wore medieval battle armor and approached us with an air of antiquity.
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“That's not a problem. We'll just add more knights. Letget the costand props for you.”
That solved the predicament we faced. Then, it was tfor us to draw our character cards. Everyone had heard of Sleeping Beauty. It was a simple story. Most characters, including the princess and the queen, did not have a lot of dialogue. The witch, however, had more screen time.