Chapter 195

  1. A scream pierced the stillness of the night in the small village, jolting awake many who had already surrendered to sleep.

The once–darkened hamlet suddenly flickered to life with lights, yet no one dared to venture out to investigate the commotion.

At the production team’s headquarters, Bagot had already bolted out the door at the first hint of trouble. His face was a mask of panic as he led his team towards where Gentry

and the others were stationed.

No one had anticipated such a mishap.

He was afraid he might lose his sanity if something went wrong during the livestream.

The live–streaming chatroom had plunged into unprecedented chaos.

Viewers were still recovering from the eerie sight of those green eyes when suddenly, the

stream cut off amidst a horrific scream.

No one knew the fate of Gentry, Joseph, or their cameraman.

The frantic messages flooded the chat.

“Help, oh my god, help…”

“That definitely wasn’t human. Someone, please go save them.”

“Please let them be okay.”

“This show is so dangerous.”

Someone call the cops to check it out.

“Can someone confirm they’re all right?”

“Winnie warned us something might happen tonight. Why didn’t they listen?”

now? I just hope they’re safe.”

“God bless them.”

took to social media seeking help. Within minutes, “Ghostly Guidance” was trending again.

and Mervin had made it to the pond

cameraman, summoning unprecedented speed, kept pace

the live stream showed the surroundings of the pond.

Joseph.” Mervin called out into the darkness, and soon, a tremulous

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answered, “We’re here.

they found Joseph and the cameraman lying on the ground near the stone

on a nearby stone, and along with Mervin, rushed to check

eyes

could vaguely see Gentry pointing towards something in

“Over there…

the night was broken by a slow, steady set of footsteps approaching, causing

night vision revealed the silhouette of a slender figure emerging from

by animal–like whimpers, the audience gradually made out the features of the

was a pale–looking teenager, no older than fifteen, with a black baseball cap on. His face was hard to discern at a distance, but he had an

appearance, though, was what he was holding–three fluffy tails in each hand, attached to

in total, each hanging limply as the

audience were flabbergasted. So, the green eyes that

this the culprit causing trouble in

why did the wolves seem so stiff?

biting, but these six wolves,

and his six wolves, Winnie’s brow furrowed deeply at the sight of the familiar face.

here?” she asked with a clear, albeit surprised, tone that cut through the night’s

swung back

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like she

to find you.” the boy replied with a youthful voice, tinged with bold

he walked straight toward Winnie.

turned to

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