The instant they entered, the door slammed shut.
"Laurent, why did you close it so hard? You scared me."
"No… I didn't close it."
Asand could feel that Laurent's hands were shaking.
"Not you?"
"Not me."
Tick—tock—
Asand and Laurent could both hear the tick of a clock.
A shadow appeared in the darkness.
"Ah…ah! G-g-ghost!" Asand yelled.
Laurent stiffened and froze as he looked at the figure that walked out of the darkness.
It was none other than Pamela.
"Push me away, push me away…"
"F*ck… Why did you two old bastards come here?" Pamela's tone was like she was disappointed.
She really was pissed at these two old guys.
"She…she…really is a ghost…" Laurent could feel clearly that his hair stood up when Pamela walked closer. It was an instinctive reaction.
"Why did you come here?"
"To…to see you…"
"Why didn't you come during the day? Don't you know how dangerous it is?"
