Novel & Cerita Goblin Works Garage Cast Members Dies

Johnny walks to her"Come, I'll escort you to your aunts,you can't go alone" She nods "thank you" they both leave and we tell them our goodbyes While I'm still paralyzed _________Goblin POV______ "His dead, that bastard is dead" I am staring at his body right now "sucked dry by a vampire, well well, could this be a plot twist" I scan the room, there was a fight here, I use my powers to use smoke to see past event that occurred "Pathetic,killed by his own daughter, now that's messed up and he was so close to getting her"

He stumbled backward, his voice trembling as he asked, "How could… How could this happen to Giselle?" Gary pushed past him and sprinted toward the body, screaming, "Get a doctor! Quick!" "It's too late. She's already dead." Zachary's voice dripped with devastation. Dead? Their sister was dead? Gerald swayed on his feet, while Gary collapsed beside the body, clutching Giselle and crying until he nearly fainted. "Sorry… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have locked you in the basement…" Gerald turned around, his eyes blown wide. He seized a guard by the collar. "Why didn't anyone tell us about this? What do we even pay you for?"

"Hmm! Good! Felix boi. You know that Ghost Busters never post any fake content. We are known for our genuine content. It's totally against our rules to show any fake content to the public. And, for few months, wherever we investigated, we just didn't get any shreds of evidence and much to show to the public. This not only made our viewers disinterested but they started getting bored. And, if this keeps going on then..." "I see! Then? You didn't come up with any solution?" "You think there's any solution Felix boi? It's against our rules to show any fake content. What can we do else? Our continuous downfall of the viewers has made the channel reconsider our show. Ghost Busters was the show cr

"What! You don't even know what it looks like." "I'll see what happens. I'm not a coward, and I doubt magic is real," replied Gumba, then he proceeded into the garden. Immediately he put his right leg into it, the thick tan of darkness disappeared, bringing back to life every life and object in the surrounding. But he was mistaken; the leg he had put into the garden turned leprous and he began groaning in great pain.

Quincy knocked on the door and called out, "Is anyone home?" Soon, a middle-aged man with a limp appeared. Caitlin recognized him immediately from the photo she had seen at the funeral home, but the man now looked completely different. His clothes were torn, his beard untamed, and he had the air of someone who had fallen from grace. "Who are you?" Gavin croaked, his voice hoarse. "We’re here to ask you about a matter," Quincy replied. "Two years ago, you worked as an embalmer at the third mortuary, correct?"