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.

tried again but still, no

had sweet-talked her

contract, telling her the penalty for breaching

Eileen went silent.

played. Ophelia

minutes later, the director started hurrying

choice but to put away her phone and walk over, saying resignedly, “I’m

glanced at her and asked, “You sure

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

out, “All departments, get ready, the lights and music are

minutes later, Eileen was back in the bone-chilling Satan’s

director backstage was watching the slender figure on the monitor with satisfaction, nodding

a bit

director’s command, the cameraman swiftly manipulated the

from Eileen’s calm collected back and long strides to her

appeared on the screen, the set fell

his eyes and asked in

was silent for a moment before saying slowly, “Yes, she’s walking…with her eyes

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

Wicked Woods to the other

clearly unhappy. “Do we need to do

member

the assistant director, “Yeah, let’s do another take, you tell

a while, she said seriously, “A reshoot is going to

was speechless.

finished the

dressing room, she was drenched in sweat, as if she had just been fished out of

tissue and sat down on the couch across the room, still haunted by those

nightmarishly

dressing room was dead silent, the fluorescent light

feel nervous

herself to stop

distract herself, she pulled out her phone, planning

WhatsApp, she saw 99+ unread messages

everyone was talking about Phyllis Sankner.

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