Psychological counseling clinic.
After returning home, Du Wei grabbed his backpack and checked the antique clock on the wall one more time. Having confirmed there was no issue, he prepared to leave.
He was fully prepared, ready to face any emergency situation.
He closed the door, crossed the street, approached the Subaru Impreza, opened the car door, settled into the driver's seat, and started the vehicle to drive away.
Not long after he had left,
five black sedans slowly stopped at the doorstep of his neighbor, Roy.
Two minutes later.
Several women dressed in black uniforms stepped out of the cars, looking up and surveying their surroundings.
It seemed they were looking for something...
Then, they turned their gaze towards the psychological counseling clinic, whispering among themselves.
...
2:40 PM.
New York, Orlando Area's amusement park.
After parking his car, Du Wei, with his backpack on, hurried toward the Horror House.
