"The plane has landed at Ariona Airport. The outdoor temperature is currently 3°C, accompanied by continuous torrential rain..."
The in-flight announcement continued normally.
William Berens, who was groping the flight attendant's buttocks with cookie crumbs still clinging to the corners of his mouth, immediately took out a camera and began filming.
Yi Chen had just woken up, and his head was slightly foggy.
He could barely remember when he had fallen asleep. The sleep had not refreshed him mentally; instead, it had left his brain groggy.
"Maybe it's because the environment on the plane was so different from that hotel. If I get the chance, I definitely need to rest at that hotel again. Come to think of it, what was the hotel called? I don't think I left a business card, either."
Yi Chen searched his body but found nothing. Only the sense of comfort brought by the unknown hotel remained in his thoughts.
As he searched his memory, William's handheld camera turned toward him.
"Don't film..."
When he raised a hand to block it, his gaze briefly met the camera lens.
A deep memory immediately surfaced—the memory of this journey, in which they were searching for a mysterious video tape for their employer.
The three of them were all ordinary people from the bottom of society. Driven into desperate circumstances by life, they had unexpectedly received an invitation from an employer, who bought them plane tickets and sent them together to Ariona State, which had the highest mortality rate, to an old house containing a large collection of forbidden and unknown video tapes.
As long as they found the tape marked with V/H/S in blood, they would receive three million dollars in commission.
Yi Chen happened to need the money to treat his mother's illness.
"Mother..."
As Yi