روايات وقصص ضمن Ghost Trapped In A Jar

I explained, my voice tinged with a mixture of anxiety and urgency. John's gaze fixed upon the jar, his eyes widening as he realized the significance of the contents. He took the jar gingerly, cradling it as if it were the key to unlocking the mysteries that had eluded us for so long. "Kaine, this is... remarkable. If there's any chance of finding Zack, this might be it."

She must get out of here! Running out of the room, she took the stairs until she was finally on the ground floor. It was indeed tiring, and she was catching her breath, but she had no other choice and only to resort to this, or else she would be Greg’s held captive forever and ever! She hid in one of the beams so that the number of guards securing this place would not notice her. It really wouldn't be so easy getting on the exit… "Mates, there's chicken soup on the second floor. Want to have some?" That guard who was upstairs earlier invited his co-workers for the food they could enjoy this morning.

And now he felt awful for what he was about to do. Zariah's brows twitched when the spy's eyes swirled into a bright red shade. Shadows of smoke seeped into the atmosphere when he whispered an eerie tone. Zariah was caught off guard when morbid-looking ghosts appeared out of nowhere to attack her. She glanced at the omega, who was limping as he ran off. 'This cannot be. Only Pandora and Arlen can-' In her moment of distraction, the ghosts took hold of her wrist and blinded her path. But the second Zariah broke free, the spy was gone.

I decided to free the cockroach outside the window but I got startled when I heard Jiroo screamed loudly which caused the jar to slip on my hands and shatter on the floor. "Jiroo!" I called and ran out of the kitchen but I bumped into Jiroo's body and we both stumbled on the floor. "What the hell, Roo?!" "There are ghosts at the door!" Jiroo said frighteningly and crawled behind me and hid himself. "W-what? A g-ghost?!" I stuttered and I immediately stood up but Jiroo grabbed the towel and it slipped away from my lower body, exposing my length. "Holy shit, Liam! That was huge since the last time I saw that!"

Jared responded, embracing me in his arms, tight. “What if something bad happened? You never know?” “You can’t get rid of me that easily. Not when we are gray and old or when you get bald,” I responded, taunting Jared. We both chuckled at my words. “Good. I also have no plans on leaving you, even when we’re ghosts hunting other people’s homes.” We cackled at his joke. But within seconds, Jared’s face turned stern with his eyes staring at mine. “But… Jane, can you promise me one thing?” I nodded.

Yet the color left no stains beneath it. It was the weirdest thing I'd ever seen. I bent down and went to poke it. "If you do that, it'll latch back onto your face and I won't take it off again." My finger paused mid-descent. I pulled back with a grimace watching as he carefully placed a jar in front of it. It wiggled itself into the jar, like a worm, before curling up like a cat inside the clear glass. Disgusting. I made a point to look away.

Unknown POV When I entered the basement, I unearthed all of my collections in glass jars that had been soaked in a soluble solution to keep them from decaying. Each jar has its name emblazoned on it so that it can easily be identified. I opened another empty jar and poured a diluted solution into it, almost completely filling the glass. Then I opened the fridge and took out a resealable plastic bag that I had placed there the night before. I put on my hand gloves and opened the plastic back to take the thing out from the inside. I tilted it up against my face to get a better look at it, then breathed its exquisite scent.

And, did one of the six animals brought the jar with them? Soheila sat down and looked at the six bords who were sleeping peacefully. “Hector said that tomorrow morning we can go back to the teleportation array,” Soheila whispered. (Then does that mean that they got the jar? If they got it, we won't have trouble finding it again. Also, we might get punished if we lost one of the ten jars.) Soheila lie down again and played with her fingers. She was humming silently as she thought about the Earth.

It would serve him right. When I entered the mansion tentatively, it was almost supper time. I'd been out for almost the entire day when I was suddenly overcome with terror. Aiden was not in my room when I arrived. Perhaps he's still at work. I instantly changed into a more comfortable outfit and began pondering my options. When a knock came at the door, it had to be Martha. As she entered the room, Martha remarked, "Mr Reiner is in the study if you'd like to join him..."

He kicked her hard in the groin and retorted, "You're a fucking woman too! Don't pretend like you're innocent! You've never protested when you were in bed with me back then!" While they argued, I had the bodyguards place the formalin-preserved specimen in the basement without making a sound. When the lights abruptly went out, Jody and Henry froze. In the darkness, an eerie green glow gradually appeared in a corner of the room. Curled inside a glass jar was the body of an infant who had been less than a year old. Because of the fluorescent dye, its entire body glowed unnaturally, making it look like a grotesque lantern. "W-What is that?" Henry asked in a shaky voice.