Chapter 15. Capture

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It is important to appreciate beauty, even when it is evil. -Ghost Gwen.

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Dolores's entire body was agonizing as she slumped in the white room, with the fainted Naomi beside her, she had merely four more minutes until she would be thrown out again.

Dolores understood from reading fiction novels all her life, that her ability wasn't endless, it will and should have a countdown but she didn't comprehend it yet. But she could sense her body weaken every second as she utilized the white room as if her soul was being sucked, Dolores felt as if she could barely use the white room one additional time until she collapses.

Shortly Dolores's vision shifted, and yes she had returned to the room, immediately Dolores noticed the ghost's blackened complexion and her hand that had already grown back with frightening red lengthy nails.

She watched her from a distance, Dolores similarly didn't communicate or move aiming to gain some stamina, her tired body was already collapsing apart because of all the teleportation.

Abruptly the ghost drifted towards her, picking up Dolores off the floor with her new red nailed hand and soliciting, "Do you want to play games with me? You are so not adorable now heh."

Dolores had got sufficient time to recover some stamina, she narrowly peeked back to notice Naomi lost consciousness on the floor. Naomi might have been too physically and mentally weak to carry on.

Dolores gritted her teeth and darted towards the ghost, striving her best to chant and immediately teleport her and the ghost into the white room, because of getting extremely close to the ghost, Dolores felt she had dropped into a frozen lake at this moment.

Dolores still crawled away from the ghost and chanted of her demise to get out of the white room before the ghost grabbed her, although after appearing out, she couldn't see the ghost in the white room, Dolores could still sense as if there was something heavy stuck in her head.

Ghost Gwen couldn't behave arrogantly this time, she was first in an unusual place and second, she felt that this place was beginning to suck her soul energy at a rapid speed, Gwen couldn't help but panic, her whole ghost soul was as if being ripped chunk by chunk like the flesh of a human's body.

Although Gwen died and came to be a ghost, the emotion of pain still existed, this is moreover why she's frightened of Marcel's exorcisms.

With a cry, she screamed, "Let me out, ahhhhh...See what I will do when I come out girl if you ahhhhhh....don't let me out right now!!!"

Dolores outside the white room could still listen to the voice of the ghost as it wasn't sound-proof, hearing her words, Dolores replied, "Regardless you will still kill me when you come out! Then why should I bring you out?~"

"Who the hell are you? Why do you and that boy appear in my territory and bully me!!!!!" Ghost Gwen slammed at the white room's ground feeling 10% of her energy had already been drained out of her, you could discover from her head that her skin appeared to age a little.

Ghost Gwen stared at the polished walls of the white room, noticing her ageing face she hastily caressed it, her face...face...she's losing her glamour...she can't..Gwen's face couldn't help expressing severe trauma and bitterness.

"I pledge not to hurt you, bring me out, take me out!!!! Take me out!!!!"

Dolores glanced at the clock, it has been 8 minutes already, she inferred that the white room would kick the ghost out shortly, "I hope you keep your promise if you don't, don't worry you can visit the judgement hall again!" Dolores made up a term for the white room, presently she wished to intimidate the ghost.

 "Yes, yes, let me go, let me go!!!" Gwen didn't care and acknowledged whatever Dolores said from outside, she couldn't hold on anymore, she had already aged five years, she had only perished in her 25s, she didn't want to turn old!

"Well, here you go!" Dolores behaved as if she was bringing her out, when she had no such mighty control she could only bring the ghost out by entering the white room and hugging the ghost while chanting, feeling the shudders in her body she didn't want to do that at all! As soon as Dolores spoke the 10 minutes timer was reached and the ghost slumped on her room's floor, or just her one head and two arms.