Chapter 200

Haunted Chronicles was a mega interactive live reality show produced by VisionStream, with a focus on scientific truth-seeking.

Most shows involving ghosts and spirits were usually pretty bloody and violent and got scrutinized pretty hardcore by the TV regulatory body.

But Haunted Chronicles was a different breed. Sure, it spun tales of ghostly figures, but what it’s really digging at were deeper social issues.

The main tone of the show was science and education, so the content of the program was also uplifting. VisionStream was all in on Haunted Chronicles, throwing a truckload of cash at it.

That’s why the big cheese director had the guts to invest in setting up Satan’s Lair.

Today wasn’t the premiere of the show, just the six guests shooting the trailer.

The trailer was a no-brainer, just each guest taking a stroll through Wicked Woods.

But they never saw it coming. During the shoot with the first guest, all hell broke loose.

The backstage crew had to scramble.

It was a team effort, but they managed to get a hold on Eileen!

They pulled off a daring rescue of a crew member who was on death’s door.

The guy was nearly scared to death, and the rest of the crew got a good fright too.

The director glared at Eileen, barking, “Are you out of your mind? Look at what you’ve done to him!”

The spooky sound effects and lights of Satan’s Lair were switched off, and the lights in the workspace were turned on.

Things were bright and the people around Eileen were just regular crew in regular clothes.

It was then that Eileen finally let out a sigh of relief.

The director stared at Eileen and snapped, “Can you even continue shooting?”

Eileen, trembling, managed to say, “I need to make a call.”

The director scowled and said impatiently, “Make it quick!”

Eileen pulled out her phone and called Ophelia from a corner, but there was no answer.

again but still, no answer.

sweet-talked her

signed the contract, telling her the penalty for breaching the contract was half a million bucks.

Eileen went silent.

like she had been played. Ophelia couldn’t get

later, the director started

to put away her phone and walk

at her and asked, “You sure you’re okay

verge of tears but could only nod and say, “I’m fine…”

the walkie-talkie and called out, “All departments, get ready, the

Eileen was back in

the slender figure on the monitor

bad, just a bit too

the cameraman swiftly manipulated the infrared jib camera, changing the camera angle.

calm collected

on the screen, the set fell into eerie

seeing things. He rubbed his eyes and asked in disbelief, “Am I seeing things? Is

a moment before saying slowly, “Yes, she’s walking…with her eyes closed…”

walked with her eyes closed, her steps hurried, her body rigid, her face

one end of Wicked Woods to

director frowned, clearly unhappy. “Do we need to do another

director thought about the injured crew member still backstage who hadn’t yet

let’s

is going to cost us. I

was

finally finished the shoot!

the dressing room, she was drenched in sweat, as if she

sat down on the couch

nightmarishly

dressing room was dead silent, the fluorescent light overhead

to feel nervous again.

stop thinking about it!

she pulled out her phone, planning to send Ophelia

opened WhatsApp, she saw 99+ unread messages in her group

saw everyone was talking about Phyllis

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