As we stepped through the iron gates of the demon world's theme park, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of dread and curiosity gnawing at me. It was terrifying, yes, but there was also something oddly magnetic about the place.
The air buzzed with dark magic, and the eerie music playing from unseen speakers echoed in a way that sent shivers down my spine.
Lise, on the other hand, seemed completely unfazed. Her confident smile told me she had been here before, and she clearly found my nerves amusing.
"Alright, let's start with something simple," she said, pulling me toward a ride that looked like a cross between a haunted house and a roller coaster.
"Simple?" I eyed the structure skeptically. Gargoyles lined the entrance, their eyes glowing red, and the track above disappeared into swirling mist, followed by bloodcurdling screams echoing from deep within.
Lise just grinned, clearly enjoying my discomfort. "Trust me."
