Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 599

Elmer felt a surge of excitement as Tiffany changed course and leisurely walked toward the equipment room.

Inside the dimly lit room, two boys dressed as ghouls stood behind the door. Their faces were painted grotesquely, and tl wore tattered, blood–stained costumes that perfectly suited the eerie twilight hour.

Elmer called in to give the signal. “Get ready! Tiffany’s on her way!”

“Got it!” The two boys chuckled sinisterly, adjusted their wigs, and crouched by the door.

As soon as Tiffany stepped inside, she would be greeted by their horrifyingly realistic ghost faces. Even if she had nerves steel, they were confident she’d be terrified out of her wits.

Minutes later, faint footsteps approached.

Outside the equipment room, Tiffany stood before the door. Instead of knocking or turning the handle, she casually raise her foot and kicked it open.

The door slammed into the wall behind it, swinging back and forth with loud creaks as the wind caught it.

Tiffany stepped in unhurriedly.

The equipment room was shadowy and cold. The faint evening light cast elongated, ghastly shadows of the scattered gear, giving the room a haunting vibe.

For a fleeting moment, Tiffany thought, ‘Could there be something supernatural here?‘

Then, a chilling surround sound effect emerged. It was the kind of hair–raising audio from a horror movie, designed to unsettle people and make their hearts race. People would instinctively want to run upon hearing this sound.

Tiffany paused, taking a step back as though startled.

At that moment, two bloody figures emerged from the darkness. Their eerie gazes locked onto her as they moved closer, slow and menacing.

Tiffany appeared frozen in place, seemingly too frightened to move.

The two boys, delighted by her reaction, leaned into their act, their movements becoming more exaggerated.

But then, Tiffany’s cool, slightly amused voice broke through the tense atmosphere. “Is that all?”

The boys exchanged incredulous glances. With the immersive audio, their painstakingly gory costumes, and the entire ambiance they’d created, she dismissed it all as unimpressive.

Unwilling to accept defeat, they lunged at her with claws outstretched, determined to elicit a scream.

whole thing almost laughable. Before they could reach her, she kicked them, sending them sprawling. “Is that tomato sauce? If you’re

she grabbed a baseball bat from a nearby rack and began swinging it

“Ouch! Stop, please stop!”

We’re sorry! Just

to hold back, but their desperate pleas did make

until they saw Tiffany

are too soft. A spiked

sharp points glinting menacingly in the dim

down their spines. It was

screams filled

in the equipment room, eagerly presenting the footage to Melody. “Look, Melody, a special

Melody’s body, had expected him to cause trouble for Tiffany but was taken aback by how quickly he’d

she opened the video on her phone. However, the

expression darkened instantly. “This is the surprise

friends were being

to rush to the equipment room, but he recalled Tiffany’s ruthless demeanor. He hesitated, afraid he would receive

he stopped in his

beaten up. He figured he could make it up to them later with some small favors or a nice

camera feed and acted as if he had no idea what was going on. Hence, he didn’t understand the situation in the equipment

her tone cool and mocking. “Was it Elmer who told you to dress up as ghouls

unison, their “friendship” too

“Do you honestly think

course!” They didn’t

wait and see if your loyal

of the equipment room, slamming the door shut behind her. Then, she jammed a baseball bat through the door

locked, impossible to open from

Elmer finds you tonight or if you’re discovered

about the stakes?” Nelson Durham and Logan Durham snorted, defiant. “If we win, you’ll apologize to

were taking a

without a second thought,

it wasn’t even a gamble. It was a foregone conclusion. The

room door behind her. The eerie

audio controls weren’t inside, so the sound was impossible to

were calm, almost dismissive of

grew increasingly unsettling. “Maybe… we should turn on the lights?” Nelson suggested