Ghost Chapter 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

I reached out and pressed the radio button on the steering wheel. My voice was cold, cutting through the static. "Mason Vale, do you see a ghost in your mirror?" I said coldly into the radio. Those words pierced straight through Mason's last line of composure. His car hesitated for an obvious instant on the straight. Now. I smashed the throttle down. The car tore through the air and pulled alongside him. Ahead was a chain of fast S-curves. Seeing that I was about to pass, a vicious look flashed through Mason's eyes.

The smell of blood mixed with decay hit him like a wave, making him frown involuntarily. His face paled when he saw the dark red chunks of flesh mixed with bits of bones in the bag, hands trembling as he gripped the bag. "This…they're truly monsters!" Zack said, his tone filled with pity. After putting on gloves, he carefully took all the chunks of flesh and bits of bones out of the bag. "This is just too cruel!" Zack's eyes reddened, looking beyond enraged. Seeing him like this, I suddenly recalled how, three years ago, his eyes were just as red in anger—all because I was kneeling at the door, begging him not to kick me out.

"You are exaggerating, Nurse Cathy. I did not do it in the end, right? She managed to do it. But there is still something wrong, why she could not remember phase three?" Nurse Cathy walk up to us with the tray. The tray that I thought was empty had an eye sitting on it. "...D-doctor Eye..." I almost yelled in shock. Really, after Mr. Finch, the headless man, Doctor Eye was one of the scariest ghosts for me. Sir Reynold comes next.

Their hands are almost touching. A shiver ran down my spine. Some ghosts don’t need to haunt you. They just wait until you find them again. And tonight, I had.

Adam lamented. “I’m just wondering if maybe we should get him inside and bolt the door. This might not be the safest place for him after all. She’s getting a might closer and some of those zombie spirits look like they’re coming back to life in a not too friendly way.” He studied the spirits who were once so animated but were now acting dazed and confused. A few of them were losing that dazed look. It was being replaced by one of intelligence and… Anger? Hate? He couldn’t tell.

The remnants of someone’s bedroom that was long forgotten about crashed around us. We screamed in terror. I was beginning to fear the house was going to fall down on us. We continued to hear the sound of slamming and fighting happening through the house. I was clawing at everything to try and find an escape. Out of nowhere, a book dropped in my lap. It was old. It looked like it used to be cream colored with purple lace. This matches Gabrielle’s style. I saw a key lock. Suddenly, a key dropped from the binding of the book. It was a diary of some kind. I think Gabrielle’s spirit or someone wants me to have this. I shoved it into my bag and peaked out the door. I could tell it was still not s

with her touch my eyes rolled back in my skull as my mind started getting flashback of events that happened to her until her death…. Almost two minutes later after witnessing everything that this female ghost had suffered I was back into reality, my eyes were blank as I kept staring at her…. right that moment giant metal door or my room was pushed open and came in same man from before…. but this time he was having a chain.. a dog chain to be specific in his hand…. I was watching him with blank face as the female ghost walked back and climbed up on his neck again, her eyes were glued to me while I was thinking on how cruel and selfish one man can be…?

Hugo said, turning to Dawn and Valerie, his eyes staying on Dawn. However, the latter didn’t think much of it. Are ghosts really that scary? For a person who has died once and was technically a soul that replaced someone else’s, would she still be afraid of ghosts? At the moment, she was bored. As they were walking, they caught up with Jace’s group. “What is it? Did you see something?” Ashlyn asked. “Yeah.. Look up. Don’t you see a shadow? Look! It has red eyes!” Jace pointed at the second floor as he crouched slightly.

When I turned back around, I noticed a new note pinned to the table. It was the same familiar handwriting, but the strokes seemed to carry a hint of chill this time. "Squanderer." I froze, then started laughing out loud. So this ghost couldn't just cook—she was also a thrifty, budget-conscious woman. I liked that. I immediately grabbed a pen and wrote back, "Sorry, Ivy. I was just joking. From now on, let's stick to regular dishes. I won't bring up such ridiculous things anymore." I made sure to apologize sincerely.

There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul. He settles himself on my shoulder, pecking my cheek in greeting. "I have a soul for you today Ghost. One that is not too friendly. She has murdered your family."I nudged my head to the dead crows on the ground. Ghost flaps his wings and he lets out an angry caw. I place my finger on my lips. "Shh boy we do not want to disturb the soul lingering around here now do we?" He stops and waited for me to continue. "Show me where she is Ghost." I whispered. Ghost quickly taps into my energy then taps into my mind. My eyes turn white as I now see through his vision. "How lovely." I whispered as he looked around the clearing.