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Gwendolyn shrieked, “Are your friends' ghosts, Patrick?”

Patrick was waiting for her to open the door when he suddenly heard her scream. He turned around and glanced at her.

“Only your friends are ghosts,” he retorted.

Gwendolyn's legs became weak. She pointed at the back seat while trembling.

“B-But, they're gone. There's no one outside either,” she stammered.

Patrick looked to where she was pointing and outside. Indeed, the duo had disappeared.

He tried to push open the door, but she was standing in the way.

“Open the door,” he ordered.

With shaky hands, Gwendolyn did as told. “Are they really human?” she asked in a trembling voice.

She had never experienced anything like this before. They were clearly in the car just a split second ago. How did they suddenly vanish into thin air? If they're not ghosts, then what are they? Monsters?

Patrick got out of the car and glanced at the interior. He then rounded the vehicle to make sure that those two rascals were not hiding around somewhere.

slightly furrowed brows, he inspected the spot where the backseat door led. Right as he was about

was not well-lit here, there was no way it

phone and turned on

asked, “What's

a cold smile. This woman picked

car forward

got into the vehicle and moved it. When she got

as he was soaked in sewage water from head to toe, he

step closer when she

smell was too intense, and she could not control herself

sweat off his head and smiled

It stinks to the core down there. It's probably filled with

was a doctor who had severe germaphobia. It would be weird if he did not faint after dropping into a pile of

came over to help as well. They

the road, Gwendolyn saw that his face was

God it wasn't me who dropped

ended up falling into the manhole, she would

right, Patrick? It wasn't intentional, I promise,” she pleaded while shaking her head, her expression