Novel & Cerita Theo Haunting Of Hill House

"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.

Every kindergarten had refused to accept him because of his violent tendencies. On the television, the news was reporting that a woman named Maisie Gray had won ten million dollars in the lottery. At that moment, Zoe suddenly went mad. She grabbed the knife in her hand and stabbed both Lucas and Edwin to death before stabbing herself. When the news reached me, I was drinking coffee in the villa I had just bought overseas. My father was fishing, my mother was tending to her flowers, and my brother was studying in Horvar. I still had a beautiful, happy life ahead of me.

“Is that why you’re here? Just for the sake of the team? So we don’t do anything? To lose? You’re here because you’re worried about tomorrow’s match and nothing else?” What didn’t he want me to say? I clenched my fists, watching him pull the lady towards him, standing upright behind her. What did he want me to admit? That I’d almost gone crazy waiting for him? Or that I stormed here like his fucking dog on a leash as soon as I heard he’d be here? “C’mon, Hailey, I have a room booked. If Hunter wants to join, is he welcome?” Theo slurred slowly, the music almost drowning out his voice. The Hailey in question had all but batted her eyelashes at me once before diving—

“They caused the crash. Now this… the police, the investigation… They are trying to bring us down in every way possible by digging out our skeletons under the closet.” I clenched the bedsheet slightly. “How are we even supposed to deal with this?” I asked, frustration creeping into my voice. “It feels like they’re always ten steps ahead of us.” He was silent to me, "Why is it that we know nothing about their skeletons?" I let out a sigh. "We should do something before they overpower us," "I am currently uncovering a dirty secret about Chase's mom," Theo revealed. " I just need a few more leads and I will make it come out to light. "

With a cloth stuffed in his mouth. He saw there were two men sitting on the high chairs. They were just looking at him but they were too intimidating. He remembered how much he cried for Adam to untie him, to leave him, to send him back to Stephen. Speaking of Stephen. Another wave of shock trembled passed his body. He saw Stephen was thrown on the ground. He was hurt. He was choked. And then he bit Adam. His eyes turned yellow. His fangs elongated. And he killed Adam?

"Naomi Neville, you bitch! You already destroyed my son—he's in jail because of you! And now you dare stand here and trash us?! "Theo gave up ten years of being a dad for YOU, and when Cecilia finally got pregnant, you killed them both! Think you can just deny it all? Think her ghost won't come for you?!" Her little squad started shouting too, trying to sway the crowd. The cops looked tense. I turned to her, ice in my smile. "If ghosts are real, Priscilla, the first one coming for revenge... is you." I pulled out my phone, tapped into the hidden cam I'd clipped onto Theo's briefcase, and blasted the footage on the big screen.

"Oh, I get it. Kids these days, always playing tricks. You spoil them too much, honey. That's the problem." When we reached Jonah's grave, I stooped and laid the flowers down. My baby's picture smiled back at me from the headstone. Sheldon followed my gaze, and when his eyes landed on Jonah's photo, his whole face twisted. He cursed under his breath and lunged, clawing at the glass covering the picture.

But of course, fate was cruel. There was only one empty seat left. Right next to him. I sighed in defeat and sat down. Travis passed me a cold bottle of water without a word, his fingers brushing mine. My heart stupidly skipped again. “Did you guys know,” said Axl, one of Seth’s loudmouth friends, “that there’s a haunted mansion up the hill? Locals say it’s cursed.” “Cursed like what?” Adison asked, wide-eyed. “Like… couples who go there either break up—or come back engaged,” Axl said dramatically.

His silence felt suffocating, a storm brewing just beneath the surface. When we arrived, he didn’t wait for me to get out of the car. The moment we walked inside, he stormed through the halls, his steps heavy and full of fury. "Hailey!" His voice thundered, cutting through the quiet of the house. The sound of hurried footsteps followed, and within seconds, Hailey appeared in the doorway. Her eyes widened when she saw Theo’s expression, and for the briefest moment, I saw something flicker in her face—fear.

I chipped in with details to make the story as airtight as possible, hoping to make it seem as real as we could. But despite all our efforts, Helena and Howard's expressions showed growing doubt, as if they were trying to understand what we were saying without thinking we were crazy. That is, until I pulled out my phone, turned on the flashlight, and waved my finger in the air. They both froze, horrified, when they saw there was no shadow cast by my hand. "I actually asked you to come here because I wanted to ask Howard something. The version of me that you interact with—has anything seemed off about her?"