"Heh, looks like none of you are very smart."
Grady reminded them:
"Then those two are in for some suffering."
"The evil clockmaker brought vile spirits from hell, each in charge of different curses. Disguised as harmless dolls in the park, they dragged their victims into dreams and tortured their souls without end."
Hearing this, Yan Huan raised his hand.
"Um, I'm a director at Crouk Pictures. Do you even have the rights to our Jail Clock Kid?"
Grady did not care in the slightest.
"Don't worry, Mr. Audie's PR team will handle it for me."
"Hehe, in my previous life, I dreamed of turning Krokok Film Park into my own nightmare park. Who would have thought I'd achieve it this way?"
"It's an experience even more satisfying than eating a three-layer Starry Sky Pie."
"Enjoy yourselves, dear characters, until..."
"You become the vile spirits' toys!"
After saying that, Grady's presence vanished.
Yan Huan stood at the entrance of Krokok Film Park, studying Clock Kid's statue for a long while.
"Why do I keep feeling like this Jail Clock Kid statue is crooked?"
"Probably wasn't fixed properly." Emiya said in a low voice.
"And if you plan to keep standing here in a daze, I'll go in alone."
"According to that great director, we're supposed to go get tortured by vile spirits..."
"Hm?" Yan Huan looked at Emiya in surprise.
"I never thought you had that kind of fetish..."
"Fine, let's go in and see what these vile spirits look like."
The two entered the film park together. Before long, they saw Miss Melody standing there alone.
A red doll playing a violin stood before her.
Under Yan Huan's gaze, the doll said to Miss Melody:
"Sorry, darling. I almost forgot—your voice is already my private property."
"First, it was