Our previous tourists began to enter.

Some tightly grasped the railing and didn't want to go in.

There were also some pale-faced stumbling to their seats.

They chose seats that were covered in bloodstains.

Mimi and I moved over with pale faces.

We found that the seats in the front row were relatively clean and unoccupied.

We quickly sat down.

Then, the glasses-wearing boy from earlier actually sat down next to me.

He asked me,

"The front row is the scariest, aren't you afraid?"

Only then did I realize something.

I was just thinking about whether or not to switch seats when the safety lock slowly descended.

I shook my head, knowing it was too late to switch.

Suddenly, I noticed a small sign on the railing in front.

Written in red letters,

"Please securely store glasses, keys, cameras, phones, wallets, backpacks, and other belongings."

My face suddenly changed.

I immediately spoke, "Quick, quickly, throw away all the bags and phones on your body! That sign says we can't bring them."