The sound of slow and careful footsteps can be heard along with the creaking of the wood as the sole of the shoes touched the steps of the stair while Su Yu and Duan Yuan climbs up, heading to the second floor of the Purple Old Manor. The sound of every step of Duan Yuan and Su Yu is like a drum thudding inside the chests of the online audience.
"Oh, no… mommy… I can't watch this!!! >.
"Every step of theirs I can't help but think that either the stairs would collapse… or that a transparent hand would appear and grab their feet!"
"Upstairs, now that you said it, I can't help but imagine it!"
"As someone who is a fan of horror movies, even if this is a livestream, but I think that at any time, a head hanging upside down would fall to the anchor and his friend. Or that, the portraits on the wall would move and the characters would pop out and grab the two. Unfortunately, or should I say fortunately, for the anchor and his friend, there are no portraits on the wall."
