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I remember when I was in the sorcerer's house in the night almost get carried away by the ghost in the night of Tortuga, I remember when I and my friends where having a nice and enjoyable Halloween Night party with our costumes before the arrival of the Black cults. I remember my parents and started crying...I started weeping but... couldn't weep out as there is no one to be of my aid here instead I would even get into more danger my giving a sound to show that am downstairs to anyone close to where is am. I feel lost, tired, weak as I haven't eaten for three days and the last thing I ate was a fruit, Apple I guess. As I was down depressed, weeping and thinking about my life, I hear a sound

"The game difficulty has been upgraded. Only high-level ghosts may remain in Happy Home. Mid-level ghosts must evacuate the residential complex immediately." The fatal mechanical voice echoed throughout the entire building. "What?!" Nicole couldn't help but scream. Granny Rosa was the only high-level ghost they could currently access. Without her as a messenger, they would all die here without question. My father and brother's expressions flickered with panic as they paced back and forth, unable to find a way out.

He was acquainted with Derek, the current Director of the show~ Ghost Busters. Brian was here to drop them at the location where their new investigation was supposed to take place. Since he had an agreement with the Ghost Busters Team, it was his job to look out for all the traveling that needs to be done by the team in LA. Soon, their bus reached a locality with somewhat 25 houses around before coming to a halt. A big mansion could be seen from the window of the bus. "We are here!" Alex smiled and nudged Felix who was sitting right beside her.

Scott experiencing a panic attack, teleported back to the house, checking to see if he missed something. He was in so much of an hurry, panicking as his movements. He moved round the entire house in an instant and he didn't pick up on her trail, smell or any indication left behind.

"Did you get a strange message too?" "Yeah, I did. Scarlett, we need to talk. Meet me at our secret spot," Gabriel said, his voice trembling with urgency. Minutes later, they found themselves hidden away in their secret haven - a small, abandoned treehouse deep within the woods. As they settled down, Gabriel recounted the cryptic message he had received. Scarlett's eyes widened with alarm. "This can't be a coincidence, Gabriel. I've been feeling a presence lurking in the shadows, following me, even in the safest places."

“Does your... friend... have any idea of where we should be looking?” At my question, Geo looks away and to a spot right beside me, causing a chill to race down my spine as I understand that the ghost must be there beside me. “He says it is in the burial grounds behind the temple.” Geo says quietly. “But there are boobytraps set up everywhere to stop people from getting near it.” Boobytraps… Were we characters in an action series? Why were things turning into some sci-fi movie? It was mind-blowing, but I guess just the fact we as wolves existed and hid our identities from the humans made it clear that anything was possible.

I slowly revealed the answer to Shadow: "Celeste installed surveillance in the dorm. Every move you make is under her watch. She didn't even tell me about it. I had no idea, and naturally, you wouldn't either. You tried to fool me, but here's the truth: As soon as you left, Celeste woke me up. She never went home. Guess what we were doing?" I could hear Shadow's breathing grow frantic. I took my time with the final blow. "I've always believed that the way to get rid of you is by preventing you from returning to my body. Holding you down and not letting you return to my body doesn't work, so we're trying a second method. What if you can't find me? Celeste and I aren't in the dorm anymore." Th

"This place isn't like the living world. Skincare and makeup products are scarce, and only the rich can afford them. "In our horror game, the cosmetics are provided by the studio, but because our instance performs so poorly, our budget is tiny. That's why our makeup never looks good and fails to draw in viewers." I caught a word in her explanation. "Viewers?" She gave a small clap. "Exactly. The live comments in horror games aren't from humans—they come from ghosts watching the stream. It's the same as how you humans watch reality shows." I raised a brow. "So there are a lot of ghosts tuning in?"

] [Poltergeist: My whole world just got wrecked! [The Hungry Dead: Forget this food. Lemme hug Granny for safety!] I snickered at their dumbstruck faces and slowly made my way down. “Look at yourselves! Why are you all hanging around here? Get on with your business! “Chloe, keep that coat on. Don’t catch a cold! Hungry boy, are you hungry again? Come on, let’s head downstairs. I’ll fix you some hot pickled cabbage soup! “And you!” I pointed at the poltergeist.

" my mum asked concerned "Just a scary movie, we were watching on my phone " I retorted "Are you sure?" My dad asked not convinced "Dad, yes we thought we saw a ghost" my mum and dad give each other a stare "Did you say ghost hun?" My mum asked worriedly I shouldn't have said ghost "uhmm...yeah but it was just my bathrobe hanging on my bathroom door" Everyone turns to my bathroom door "Oh, that explains a lot," my dad said with a convicted look