Novel & Cerita Phantasm The Tall Man

Jael smirked as she said mischievously. Lucia glared at her, abashed. She also wanted to know why Leon was there but didn’t come into their room. As they continued eating, the private room door was pushed open from outside again. Thinking that it was the waiter was there again to deliver something else, they all looked at the door casually. But soon they were all stunned, as it wasn’t the waiter that came, but a young man with a built of about 1.8 meters in height. He had a firm jaw, a high nose bridge. Although he looked handsome and flirtatious at a glance, he exuded a natural aura that made people distance themselves from him. Especially his eyes that looked dark and bright like an eagles

He asked again and the tall man gasped. "You... You just used the Aphrodisiac perfume!!!" He screamed!

I sat in the chair nearest the door because sitting nearest the door felt like the right instinct, and I waited, and the house waited around me, and nobody spoke. Then the front door opened. The man who walked in was tall, not as tall as Damien but close, with lighter colouring and a face that shared certain features with Damien's the way different editions of the same book share a cover. You could see the connection if you were looking for it. The jaw, the set of the eyes, the particular way he held himself like he had grown up being told he was important and then at some point stopped believing it. He was maybe thirty. He was wearing a jacket that had been expensive once and was not anymor

Followed by the unmistakable sound of footsteps. Not running. Walking. Slowly. Deliberately. Someone... Or something... Was coming from inside the Vault. The footsteps grew louder with every passing second. Marcus's voice dropped to a whisper. "Whatever comes through that door..." He tightened his grip on his pistol. "...I don't think it's been disturbed for a very long time." The shadows inside the corridor shifted. Then a figure appeared. Tall. Motionless. Standing just beyond the golden light. For one terrifying moment, I thought it was a ghost.

Buying and fixing up this place was a dream Daisy and I shared back when we first started dating, and we saved for years to have enough to do things right. “Your house is beautiful,” she says but almost sounds disappointed. “It’s haunted,” Jackson quips, appearing at the top of the stairs. “The Tall Man comes into my room at night.” “Jackson,” I scold, hoping Scarlet doesn’t go running out the door. Though on second thought…nope. This is for Jackson. I can grin and bear anything for that boy. “We talked about this. Ghosts aren’t real.” “The Tall Man isn’t a ghost. He’s a zombie!”

WE’RE HERE JUST TO TAKE THE FUCKIN FALL, WERE BEING USED AS FUCKIN BAIT” "YOU FUCKIN DUMB TWIT” the tall man spoke up ”THEY SENT US CAUSE THEY KNOW WE’D GET THE JOB DONE, THEIR SENDING US BACKUP. WE’RE DOING THIS AND WE DOING THIS SHIT TONIGHT, SO FIND YOUR FUCKIN BACK BONE MAN CAUSE WE GOTTA TAKE DOWN AS MANY AS WE FUCKIN CAN AND I DONT WANT SOME MOTHA FUCKIN PUSSY BY MY SIDE”

“If you could, would you go back to The Hive?” “Yes, only to find one person. There has only been one person in this world who gave me a run for my money. It’s not as important to me anymore, but for a long time all I wanted to do is find the person.” Pausing he rubbed a hand against his jaw. “They call him Phantom.” A laugh left his mouth without any humor, “And people call me Ghost. The irony with the names is not lost on me.” I took a long sip of wine. Not sure how to respond. “It does seem quite clever.”

Someone had been controlling their bodies, which also made them seem like zombies. Thus, it was now clear to him that they hadn't turned into zombies after all. And from the looks of it, the perpetrator was this mysterious old man in black. Pointing at Roy and the others, Cassian questioned, "So, you killed all these people?" "And you guys will soon be joining them." Phantom looked at Fiona and let out a sinister chuckle. "But if you're willing to be my missus, though, you won't have to die." Missus was slang for wife in Thimberton.

The tall man was strong but Haris is quick and smart. "You should have killed yourself boy" the tall man grinned. "I'll destroy that pretty face" Haris didn't say anything. He just regarded the tall man with a strong look. The tall man lifted his mace and ran towards Haris. Haris also dashed towards him, the sword tight around his fingers. The man smashed his mace and Haris dodged. The tall man turned to him, annoyed. He advanced to him again and attacked. Haris keeps dodging and avoiding the tall man's blow until he was panting in exhaustion.

A man said. "Good," A woman's voice said. "Love? We found her. What should we do with her?" A tall man appeared from the shadows and put his arm around the woman's waist. "Do wherever you want with her." He said in a voice that sent chills down my spine. Then he looked at me his eyes burning with what looked like the flames of hellfire. "Fine kill her!" The woman said as her lips twisted into an evil smile. The tall man walked toward me and crouched to my level. Grabbing my chin he lift my head up.