Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen

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.

but

had sweet-talked her into signing onto the

her the penalty for breaching the contract was half a million

Eileen went silent.

felt like she had been played. Ophelia couldn’t get

the director

no choice but to put away her phone and walk over, saying resignedly, “I’m

director glanced at her and asked, “You

was on the verge of tears but could only nod and say,

director picked up the walkie-talkie and called out, “All departments,

back in the

figure on the monitor with satisfaction, nodding approvingly.

a bit too

swiftly manipulated the

calm collected back and long strides to her

appeared on the screen,

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

silent for a moment before saying slowly, “Yes, she’s walking…with

her steps hurried, her body rigid,

of Wicked Woods to the

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

member still backstage who hadn’t yet

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

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

was

finished

was drenched in sweat, as if she had just been fished out

down on the couch across the

nightmarishly

silent,

to feel

stop thinking

she pulled out her phone,

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