House of Wax Figures

There is an old museum by the road, where music always plays and the light is always on. Random travelers, tempted by such a wonderful view after a long journey, go into the museum but never come back. Over time, people stopped going there altogether, and the house acquired a reputation for being a bad place. And now, only random visitors could get into the museum. You decided to go to a Queen concert. "Had a great time, there will be something to talk about when we get back," each of you thought on your way home, not suspecting that tonight would be even more eventful than the day. Suddenly, the car's steering wheel stopped obeying the driver. Swiftly leaving the road, the car hurtled at full speed through potholes and sparse trees. Right towards the wax figure museum.