"Yes, it didn't want to kill me. It seemed that the inn still needed someone to maintain it." The Innkeeper shrugged, speaking with a helpless expression.
"All right. Since that's the case, we'll stay here. But shouldn't you give us some hints?" I asked.
"All right." The Innkeeper shrugged and smiled. "Although giving too many hints would anger it, if I didn't warn you, I'm afraid you'd put a knife to my throat again, wouldn't you?"
"Since that's the case, I'll tell you how to survive the first few days. As for what comes after that, I'm sorry, but I don't know much either."
I nodded, and the Innkeeper told me, "The first day is the safest. At most, you'll hear footsteps in the corridors."
"The second day is troublesome. On the second night, there will be knocking at the door, and outside, you'll hear the voice you most want to hear. But no matter what, you must not open the door. Remember, no matter what, you must not open the door. Otherwise, you're dead."
"Then there's the third day. On the third day, each of you must stay in a separate room. You can't stay together. No matter what happens outside, you must not open the door. Just endure it until it passes."
"The fourth day is also the most dangerous. On that day, the paintings on the walls will come alive, and the people inside them will walk out. When that happens, none of the rooms will be safe. You'll have to find a way to withstand this wave."
"As for the fifth day..."
"I don't know much about it either. I'll fall into a deep sleep that day and won't know what happens. But as far as I know, no one has ever made it through the