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.

tried again but

Ophelia had sweet-talked her into signing onto

remembered Ophelia mocking her when they signed the contract, telling her the penalty for

Eileen went silent.

played. Ophelia couldn’t get through on the

minutes later, the director

her phone and walk over, saying resignedly, “I’m ready.”

and asked, “You sure you’re okay this

tears but could only nod and say,

the walkie-talkie and called out, “All departments,

back in the bone-chilling Satan’s Lair.

the slender figure on the

bad, just a bit too fast.”

director’s command, the cameraman swiftly manipulated the infrared jib camera, changing the camera

from Eileen’s calm collected back and long

the screen, the set fell into eerie silence.

thought he was seeing things. He rubbed his eyes and asked in disbelief, “Am I seeing things? Is she walking with her eyes

before saying slowly,

closed, her steps hurried, her body rigid,

Woods to the other like a bat out of

unhappy. “Do we need to do another take? She needs to open her eyes

the injured crew member still backstage who hadn’t yet

the assistant director, “Yeah, let’s do another take, you

while, she said seriously, “A reshoot is going to cost us. I think this is fine. We can

director was speechless.

finally finished

the dressing room, she was drenched in sweat, as if

and sat down on the couch across the room,

was nightmarishly

room was dead silent,

started to feel

told herself to stop thinking about it!

pulled out her phone, planning to

when she opened WhatsApp, she saw 99+ unread messages in

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