Chapter 184 Not Scared at All
Jean hesitated for a moment, then followed after him.
At the entrance to the haunted house stood a young man in a black t–shirt.
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Even though Jean and Ludwig looked suspicious as hell he didn’t show any visible surprise. He simply scanned their tickets with a friendly smile.
Once the tickets were checked, Jean and Ludwig stepped inside together.
The moment they crossed the threshold, Jean felt a chilly wind brush against her ears.
The temperature inside had noticeably dropped.
With the faint breeze came distant, echoing screams. Jean instinctively hugged her arms, her skin prickling with goosebumps in an instant.
As they walked deeper, the lighting dimmed to near–darkness.
It wasn’t pitch–black, but it was dark enough to make everything around them blurry and distorted.
Jean glanced around out of habit. Even in the low light, she could make out the haunted house’s “interior scenery” clearly..
Bloodstained “monsters,” puppets with twisted faces, and a bunch of grotesque, menacing props.
“You keeping up?”
Ludwig’s deep voice suddenly echoed from ahead.
Jean jolted slightly.
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She hadn’t been scared by the haunted house itself she was startled by Ludwig’s eerily timed voice in
the dark.
“Yeah, I’m not lost.” She let out a long sigh and replied, clearly not thrilled.
At that point, she lost interest in looking around.
To be honest, this was her first time in a haunted house.
In her previous life, she hadn’t avoided haunted houses because she was scared she’d just never cared for amusement park attractions.
Now that she was finally in one, she had to admit… it was kind of underwhelming.
Nothing particularly thrilling or scary…
Just as she was thinking that, something cold suddenly wrapped around her ankle-
Like a chill was seeping right into her skin.
Jean froze.
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And then–bam! A disheveled–haired “ghost woman” lunged out in front of her!
Her costume was dripping with some kind of red liquid falling in slow droplets to the ground.
Jean blinked, stunned for half a second.
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Then she calmly curved her lips into a sweet smile and said, “Ma’am, playing a ghost must be exhausting, huh?”
She could clearly feel the “ghost” freeze for a moment after hearing her say that.
Footsteps approached from nearby.
Ludwig had doubled back.
When he saw the ghost woman standing there, his expression didn’t change at all. Not even a twitch. He barely gave her a glance before his eyes landed straight on Jean.
“You alright?” His brows furrowed just slightly, genuine concern in his voice.
Jean nodded lightly, totally at ease. “I’m fine.”
The ghost woman watched the two of them go back and forth like she wasn’t even there, and she nearly rolled her eyes.
What, am I that bad at this?
Not only are they not scared – they’re just flat–out ignoring me? Seriously?
Once Ludwig confirmed Jean was totally unbothered, then he turned to the poor ghost who had been left hanging this whole time.
His sharp brows lifted slightly. His handsome face was blank as ever, but his tone was deadpan as he asked “Acting as a ghost here… seems chill. How much do you get paid?”
Jean’s mouth twitched.
Why is he interrogating the ghost about her salary?!
The ghost’s lips tightened seriously at the question.
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