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 competitive spirit, and

hoping this wouldn’t interfere with

everyone please follow your instructors to the designated areas to complete

the west side of the deserted island was a massive cave entrance, with a tattered, human–shaped skin and a skeleton floating nearby. The sign above, written in

looking at the entrance, and even Xanthea

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

there was only a cameraman, and the gloomy weather added a sinister overlay to the desolate

Instructor: “Here we are, go on

1-1-1-1

fake, all fake.”

to herself silently for

tense expressions and anxious hearts, they walked into the

the entrance. As soon as they walked in, it suddenly blew out with a “pop,” plunging the

back but, with a “crash,” the entrance was suddenly blocked

up,

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