108 Be My Mistress

Inside the haunted house, Emily entered a new room, still eerie and terrifying.

Through a narrow passage, Emily entered a second chamber, themed with a vampire motif. The walls and air were filled with dim green light, and thorns lined the path. Her dress was torn by the thorns, and her legs had several scratches. Although she couldn't see them clearly in the darkness, she felt a faint sting.

"Herry?" Emily called softly. "Are you here?"

There was still no answer.

Nathan walked behind her, shielding her with his arm to prevent her from hitting the walls. "Herry is eleven years old. If he was scared, he would have shouted for help. If you haven't heard him, then he's probably not here."

Emily pushed away his arm and groped to the side.

The switch in the last room was in a relatively obvious position, just behind the door. Where could the switch for this room be?

Herry was an eleven-year-old boy, and his height only reached Emily's shoulders. If he could find the exit himself, the switc