It's called a haunted house combined with an escape room. They needed to provide the correct answer at each door to move forward and escape this place.
Right now, the group was gathered in front of the very first door.
Someone muttered, "Does anyone know how many doors this escape room has?"
"No idea. Will, you must have read through the summary of this escape room, right?"
Will, the confident one leading the group—and effortlessly the most handsome among them—curved his lips into a smile and nodded. "Of course. There are only seven doors, and the questions are straightforward. We'll get through them quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out a piece of paper that had been placed under a rock.
The rock, under the eerie gloom of the haunted house, looked pitch black. When Will touched it, he instantly felt a strange, clammy stickiness creep across his palm.
