The chainsaw-wielding Red-Clothed NPC finally met defeat and left angrily.

Before leaving, she stared at me and spoke with a hoarse and unpleasant voice.

"You wait for me."

I felt a chill in my heart.

A voice came from the carousel behind me, where the staff were preparing for the next round of visitors.

"Please get ready to board."

Her voice carried a hint of amusement.

I turned around and saw her sinister smile directed at me.

Her gaze was filled with disgust.

It suddenly dawned on me that I was covered in blood, and to the staff, I was the most detestable presence.

If I were to ride the carousel again, would I really survive?

Moreover, Meme died on this ride.

I developed an inexplicable fear of the carousel and didn't want to get on it.

Instinctively, I asked the staff member,

"I've ridden it once before. Can I skip it this time?"

The staff member stared at me intently and said, "Once you enter, you must ride."

I felt completely dejected. There were no ropes around, and my hands were already injured.

If I were to ride again, it would undoubtedly be my death.

I wanted to stay alive!