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?”

scared? Not

all it took to ignite her

hoping this wouldn’t interfere with her

everyone please follow your instructors to the designated areas

a massive cave entrance, with a tattered, human–shaped skin and a skeleton floating nearby. The sign above, written in red

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

haunted houses she had visited plenty with Samuel. Those places were usually crowded, and Samuel was

only a cameraman, and the gloomy weather added a sinister overlay to the desolate island.

we are, go

1-1-1-1

all fake, all fake.”

repeated to herself silently for

anxious hearts,

light illuminating the entrance. As soon as they walked in, it suddenly blew out with

Isabella turned to run back but, with a “crash,” the

up,

waste your energy, it must be the crew’s doing.”