Chapter 3. Survived

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Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. -Dolores.

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Dolores recalled that the mansion was relatively huge, as they arrived at the pitch-black mansion, everyone could feel the temperature cooling down.

All humans are afraid of the dark, as soon as Sadie switched the light on, as if the gloominess was nothing, everyone hurried to take a peek around the house.

When everyone was exhausted from gawking around, they all selected a partner and shared a room, there were 8 of them.

When they all woke up the following day, it was already the afternoon. As they attempted to unlock the windows and doors for fresh air, it wouldn't open at all.

The mansion imprisoned her and a group of people, arising in internal anxiety in all of them.

 As everyone made an effort to call somebody to help from their phones, they were hit again, there was no phone signal in this region.

They didn't care about this before as in such deserted countryside, phone signals were usually not present.

Everyone started being terrified, and Sadie began mumbling it was her fault that everyone came with tears in her eyes, that's all she performed.

Initially, everyone privately resented Sadie in their hearts, bringing them to such a ghost area. But nobody could come out and point it, they knew if the Laurent family found out their lives wouldn't be better.

If not being able to go out wasn't the worst, suddenly some of them could feel as if a wet hand was stroking their faces.

Sadie had an ambiguous friendship with one of the boys named Marcel Ryuu, a half American and Japanese boy.

But at this point, who could bear the hatred in their hearts, causing one of the girls to point at Sadie and ask her why she brought them to this ghost place.

Marcel was the cold and noble type of guy, when the girl who pointed glanced at his eyes, she unexpectedly fell silent, Sadie on the side maintained sobbing as if the world has wronged her.

As everyone decided to sleep and think about this the following day, Dolores and the woman entered her room as Dolores turned around she was knocked onto the wall as if something strong grabbed her head and lost consciousness, causing the situation she currently is in now.

Naomi Quinn, who shared the room with her was probably terrified after being alone with the ghost.

Dolores glanced at Naomi, her forehead was bleeding with visible bruises on her arms and legs, who knows how the ghost tormented this girl.

Dolores got up and dragged her tired body towards Naomi's bed, seeing the extra sweater on her bed, Dolores wore it for herself, the cold in this room was bone-chilling.

After thinking for a while, Dolores picked up the towel and cleaned Naomi's forehead wound causing Noami to get up with a cry.

She sat up, looking at Dolores with her eyes wide, "Dolores, there is a ghost! There's a ghost!"

Dolores also nodded her head, "There is a ghost."

Naomi's head flew around the room as if checking where the ghost came back, "Is it gone? Are you okay?"

Dolores also ensured, "The ghost is gone for now."

Naomi was tense, but still breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, haha, it's alright now."

Naomi's mental state was quite bad, she finally couldn't hold it whimpering and saying to Dolores, "Dolores, please take me home, I can't handle this anymore, woo...woo."

    

Dolores was tired as hell herself but she still had to comfort the teammate Naomi, two is better than one facing such a situation.

    

"Naomi listen to me, calm down first, think of how to go out of this hell hole." Dolores patted Naomi's back comforting her.