Scary Numbers Novels & Stories

“Incredibly… what?” The director cleared his throat. “Incredibly… terrible.” Scarlet’s stomach hollowed out. “What?” she whispered. Mira’s smile fell instantly. “What the hell do you mean by terrible?” The director swallowed. “Scarlet… you scored forty-two.” “Forty-two what?” Scarlet whispered numbly. “Forty-two out of a thousand.” The air vanished. Scarlet felt the floor tilt beneath her. Mira grabbed her arm, eyes wide as plates.

Ding! “The death design this time has been successful.” “The reward for this livestream is 27,321 dollars.” “Evaluating the difficulty level of the death design this time.” “Evaluation completed. The difficulty level of this design is excellent + 7. Obtained 3,000 death points. Obtained the scariest extreme game scenario.” — The scariest extreme game was divided into multi-target scenarios. The rules of the game were set as “scarier,” and the difficulty level was intermediate.

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Nora concluded in a silk undertone. Impressed by her good storytelling skills, the kids applauded her as they glued their vote stickers on the voting pad. However, amongst the other kids, some people weren't impressed—Gina Adams and minions. "Oh, PUURLEES. . . This is the lamest scary story in the history of lame scary stories," Gina jeered loudly, her tone wielding the usual amount of obnoxity.

I can’t help but laugh at her. “Yea, does that mean you both are going to complete the mate bonds next to each other? That’d be hot. I’d pay to see you girls mating and marking your chosen mates together. Not sure how your future, hypothetical chosen mates will feel about that,” said Scott, the cruder and more immature member of our friend group. Me and Sage wrinkle our noses at the thought he just said that we cannot unhear.