My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 286

“Nelson and Martin are shoveling manure with their bare hands, and Olivia and Rachel are picking real corn. All we have to do is answer questions and go through the haunted house. At worst, if we get an answer wrong, we might get scared by the actors playing NPCs. There are no real ghosts.”

Who said that?

When Isabella heard “real ghosts,” her hands trembled even more. In this remote place, who knows if a real one might sneak in?

“Yeah, Isabella, you’ve got the best luck! Even though I’m easily scared, I’d rather face a haunted house than spend a day picking corn!”

Rachel looked at her enviously while Isabella just pushed the paper towards her, “If you want it so much, you go. Let’s switch!”

“Really?”

Director: “That’s against the rules.”

She’d actually prefer picking com over entering the haunted house?

Xanthea raised an eyebrow, “You are scared, huh?”

“Who, me scared? Not a

took to ignite her competitive spirit, and

this wouldn’t interfere

follow your instructors to

tattered, human–shaped skin and a skeleton floating nearby. The sign above, written in red ink, read-“Island

just looking at the entrance, and even Xanthea felt a bit uneasy.

with Samuel. Those places were usually crowded,

from Isabella, there was only a cameraman, and the gloomy

Instructor: “Here we are, go on

1-1-1-1

all fake,

repeated to herself silently for encouragement,

and anxious hearts, they walked into the

in, it suddenly

“crash,” the

up, open up!”

it must be the crew’s doing.”