Chapter 200

Haunted Chronicles was a mega interactive live reality show produced by VisionStream, with a focus on scientific truth-seeking.

Most shows involving ghosts and spirits were usually pretty bloody and violent and got scrutinized pretty hardcore by the TV regulatory body.

But Haunted Chronicles was a different breed. Sure, it spun tales of ghostly figures, but what it’s really digging at were deeper social issues.

The main tone of the show was science and education, so the content of the program was also uplifting. VisionStream was all in on Haunted Chronicles, throwing a truckload of cash at it.

That’s why the big cheese director had the guts to invest in setting up Satan’s Lair.

Today wasn’t the premiere of the show, just the six guests shooting the trailer.

The trailer was a no-brainer, just each guest taking a stroll through Wicked Woods.

But they never saw it coming. During the shoot with the first guest, all hell broke loose.

The backstage crew had to scramble.

It was a team effort, but they managed to get a hold on Eileen!

They pulled off a daring rescue of a crew member who was on death’s door.

The guy was nearly scared to death, and the rest of the crew got a good fright too.

The director glared at Eileen, barking, “Are you out of your mind? Look at what you’ve done to him!”

The spooky sound effects and lights of Satan’s Lair were switched off, and the lights in the workspace were turned on.

Things were bright and the people around Eileen were just regular crew in regular clothes.

It was then that Eileen finally let out a sigh of relief.

The director stared at Eileen and snapped, “Can you even continue shooting?”

Eileen, trembling, managed to say, “I need to make a call.”

The director scowled and said impatiently, “Make it quick!”

Eileen pulled out her phone and called Ophelia from a corner, but there was no answer.

again but still, no

how Ophelia had sweet-talked her into signing onto the show.

mocking her when they signed the contract, telling her the penalty for breaching the contract was half

Eileen went silent.

like she had been played. Ophelia couldn’t

later, the director started

away her phone and walk over, saying resignedly,

and asked,

tears but could only nod and say, “I’m

“All departments, get ready, the lights and music

Eileen was back

was watching the slender figure on the monitor with satisfaction, nodding

just a

manipulated the infrared jib camera, changing the camera

from Eileen’s calm collected back and long strides to her front.

screen, the set fell into

his eyes and asked in disbelief, “Am I seeing things? Is she walking with

saying slowly, “Yes, she’s walking…with her eyes closed…”

eyes closed, her steps hurried, her body rigid, her

Wicked Woods to the other like a bat out of hell!

unhappy. “Do we need to do another

director thought about the injured crew member still backstage who hadn’t

the assistant director, “Yeah, let’s

assistant director’s face suddenly turned sour. After a while, she said seriously, “A reshoot is going to cost us. I think this is fine. We can fix her eyes in post-production.”

director was

finally finished

drenched in sweat, as if she

and sat down on the couch across the room, still haunted by

nightmarishly terrifying!

silent, the fluorescent light overhead blazing.

started to feel

to stop thinking about it!

her phone, planning to send Ophelia a complaining message.

she opened WhatsApp, she saw 99+ unread messages in her group chat.

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