Chapter 450
This place had been abandoned for years, but there were always people who wanted to redevelop it. Every time a construction crew tried to start work, though, accidents would happen almost immediately, adding to the place’s reputation for being haunted.
Eventually, everyone decided there was something seriously wrong here, and no one dared touch it again.
A chill ran down Vinson Elliott’s spine, as if a cold breeze had swept right through him. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. But when he turned around, the grass behind him was perfectly still.
Was it just his imagination? Or was there really something unnatural about this place?
He wanted to bolt, to get as far away as possible, but all he could do was swallow his fear and look at Effie. “Effie, just say the word—I’ll do whatever you say.”
Effie replied, “Let’s go in and look for Nita.”
Randell turned to Effie. “You should stay out here. We’ll go inside.”
Effie glanced around at the overgrown lot, then shook her head. “No way. Standing out here alone is just as creepy.”
Randell hesitated, then nodded. “Alright, you’d better stick with us. But stay close and don’t wander off.”
“Okay.”
Thankfully, Randell and Vinson hadn’t come alone. With a group of people around —and since it was still broad daylight-the place didn’t seem quite as terrifying. Effie pulled out her phone and tried calling Nita, but all she got was a busy signal.
With no sign of Nita anywhere, worry started gnawing at her.
Suddenly, she thought she heard a faint ringtone somewhere nearby.
She turned, meaning to say something to Randell and Vinson-only to realize they’d vanished. She stared, dumbfounded. Where did everyone go?
How could they just disappear in the middle of the day? Was she really seeing ghosts?
At that moment, a desperate cry for help cut through the silence. The voice sounded vaguely familiar.
Effie spotted a wooden stick on the ground, grabbed it, and followed the sound.
Suddenly, she caught sight of a pair of pale legs on the ground-clearly a woman’s. A man was pinning her down.
The woman struggled fiercely, but the man only sneered, his voice leering and cruel: “You’re not getting away from me today!”
Just then, he felt a sharp pain at his neck. Before he could react, dizziness overwhelmed him and he nearly passed out.
He gritted his teeth and turned his head, only to see Effie’s beautiful face glaring down at him.
He froze, momentarily stunned by her looks, forgetting his anger. “How did I miss such a stunning woman before?”
He’d been so focused on stalking his first victim, he hadn’t even noticed Effie arrive. Now, as if fate was handing him another prize, he thought, “Today really is my fucky day!”
But before he could act, his vision blurred. Effie swung the stick again, landing another blow on his head.
Pain exploded behind his eyes,
hot
ve
blood pouring from his scalp.
Darkness closed in, and he lost
consciousness completely
Effie’s hand shook from the impact, her wrist tingling with numbness as she clutched the stick.
She glanced over at Fidelia.
The man had torn Fidelia’s shirt, leaving her shoulder and chest exposed, skin glaringly white in the sunlight.
Fidelia finally snapped out of her daze, glaring furiously at Effie and shouting, “What are you staring at? Turn around!”
Effie scoffed. “Oh, please. It’s not like I haven’t seen it before. We’re both women.”
“Effie, shut up!” Fidelia yelled, mortified.
She tried
clothes, but there wasn’t much
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