Ghost Terror 소설 & 이야기

A soft beeping sound echoed through the room. Luca frowned. "That's strange." "What is it?" "My laptop..." "It's receiving a wireless signal." The signal strength rapidly increased. Then— The underground lights suddenly flickered. Every monitor switched off. Seconds later... One screen came back to life. Static filled the display. A familiar silhouette slowly appeared. The Ghost. Evelyn's expression instantly hardened. "No..." "That's impossible." The figure tilted their head. "Hello, Evelyn." The voice was distorted. Cold. Mocking.

I pushed it down a little and slowly opened my eyes to see if the ghost was gone from the screen, and I was relieved to see what I was looking for. There was silence all around, and the ghost was no longer visible, but I kept the blanket to my nose because I now have trust issues and can't predict when the ghost will appear again, scaring me to death. I have noticed that they appear after the silence with horror faces and ear-piercing screams. My chest was pounding in anticipation, and I was looking forward to the scene when I felt a hand on my shoulder, causing me to drop the blanket and shriek in complete terror.

Just poured himself a coffee, black and bitter, and leaned against the counter like the weight of the building could hold him steady. Ghost appeared like he always did, silent and sudden, leaning in the doorway with a cigarette burning low. His pale eyes cut across the room, landing on Rhett, steady and unblinking. “You didn’t sleep,” Ghost said. Not a question. A fact. Rhett took a swallow of coffee that burned all the way down. “Didn’t need to.”

Skyler screeched to a halt, her face pale in terror. "Nom… Young girls taste the best." Ghost was licking the blood off his lips as he threw the corpse he had been holding with just one hand and grinned viciously. It was a girl just around seventeen, her expression frozen eternally in death after Ghost chewed through her throat. Seeing that she was not getting away, Skyler decided to talk and try to buy time. "Don't you see?! The power of the spiritron vein has consumed you!" That only left Ghost glowering. "And that's because your boss Torrent pushed me this far!"

I now suddenly realize that I said that out loud " Who are you talking to?" She stares at me weirdly "Do you see them too?" I' wear a confuse expression "see what too?" She leans closer to me and whispers ''spirits" "You mean like ghosts?" She shakes her head "Yes..yes ghosts" "Wait you mean, you see them?" She nods frighten I think to myself 'That's strange I thought I was the only one' Tommy respondes "so did I" ''Hey, Tori why don't you come with me and maybe-"

The sight I saw is what already has, and what will haunt my slumbering hours for the rest of my life. The first thing I noticed were the dark pools of color across the sheets, illuminated by the moonlight trickling in from the window. Blood. There was blood EVERYWHERE. I withdrew the sheets with trembling hands and fell to my knees in despair when my father’s severed head rolls from the bed with the disruption of the sheets, making a loud thud. My hands hover over his cheeks, shaking with waves of tears and hiccupped sobs. My eyes trace over his features as if there was any possible hope, this wasn’t real. He looked peaceful at least, murdered without even waking up I suspect. His neck is se

“A lot of work went into this production. See this? That’s real craftsmanship, not some dog and pony Mickey Mouse shit. Kid’s really outdone himself.” James was still plastered to the back of the hearse, staring in shock. The thing turned to him, its eyes softening for a fraction of a second before cracking back into a leering scowl. “And to top it all off, you’ve got me. The ghost host who scares you the most!” He cackled. “The mean fiend of the silver screen! Your old buddy Borr-hisss!”

“This is between you and me. So, let’s settle it, Denis.” Ghost’s eyes narrowed and his face warped into a twisted mask of anger and indignation. “Denis died a long time ago. My name is Ghost.” He walked forward and put his gun right against Will’s forehead. The girls yelped in fear at the sudden movement. Alex and Spencer were rigid as terror gripped them as well. “And I am here to haunt you.” It happened in slow motion. Ghost’s arm moved from Will towards Emma his finger tightening even more around the trigger.