" Help! Help! Somebody help! "
A girl with a ponytail dressed in a high school uniform was running in a narrow and dark corridor. Her name was Emily, her best friend and her had mysteriously entered this game like horror movie.
The two had never expected a blackout inside their dorm only to appear inside an unknown place together with Five unknown people. At first they were confused only for them to find out they were stuck inside a horror game.
Emily cried while banging the doors, hoping someone will open the door for her. Her eyes widens as she saw the monster chasing her drawing near. It was a woman with a knee length hair. Her hair obstructed her face from being seen.
If only she knew, she would have never believed that guy. Despair clouded her eyes as she saw the woman creep towards her. George! That F*ucking George! To think a bastard like him exist!
Sometime ago, their group of six players decided to investigate the place in search for clues, And they had indeed found some. Unfortunately, it all pointed into one person, the NPC named 'Vivendel'.
No, to be more accurate it all pointed at his house. So George, their team leader decided to sneak in to continue searching for clues. Of course they were against it. Unfortunately, they had no way to refute Georges sharp and cruel words. Faced with no other way out coupled out with their fears, they finally agreed.
They had gotten quite easily because there was no one guarding the place. Only some maids and an old butler.
That was when they had put their guards down, a very stupid thing to do inside this game. The long haired monster suddenly appeared chasing them down. Emily was the most unlucky one, George their team leader has pushed her, hoping to stall time for him to escape, and here she was still being chased by the ghost.
" I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Mom! Dad! Save me! Please save me! I want to go home! I just want to go home! "
Closing her swollen eyes, she sobbed. As an ordinary high school girl who had lived innocently and lawfully, it was hard to accept everything that was happening. Just a few days ago she was still chatting with his parents, eating breakfast before going to school with her friends.
She disappeared out of nowhere and appeared at some unknown place, but she never cried. Absurb things keep on coming, she can accept that. All of that she accepted silently hoping to cheer her friend and herself. She keep on persisting, acted strong and rational, all in hopes to someday find herself waking up and finding out that everything was just a dream.
But for her to die? That was the last string keeping her from going insane. She, just like an ordinary person also has her own dream, her own future which she has been looking up for.
Suddenly the door swung open, causing her to bump into it hurting his forehead.
" What's with dying? "
A voice sounded, different from the gloomy corridors, it sounded clear and crisp as a bell waking her up in a dazed state. She finally saw the owner of the voice, a man three years older than him was leisurely sitting in a wheelchair. His long black hair stuck in his face, his skin whiter than snow, lips redder than cherries.
Her eyes watered after seeing the ghost who was supposed to be near had disappeared to who knows where.
" Uwaa... "
She cried feeling her body tremble. She almost died! She's safe! She's finally safe!
Zenith confusedly watch the girl cry. Why cry? Why? It will only appear as if he was bullying her. He gazed at the empty corridor, his gaze turning sharp. He can't be mistaken. He obviously saw a silhouette of a woman, but it suddenly disappeared after seeing him coming out.
Suddenly, urgent footsteps sounded. The girl jumped in her feet, obviously frightened by something.
" Don't worry it's just Ophel and my butler. "
Emily finally heaved a sigh of relief. Quite obviously, she was traumatized about the happenings. Making things more difficult for her in the near future.
He saw Ophel and his butler Hanzel appearing. They strode towards him worriedly. Ophel roomed his eyes at Zenith checking for any injuries in Zenith's body. After a while he finally averted his eyes at the girl making Zenith relieved.
" I....I.... "
Emily stammered feeling the cold stare from the man in front of him. She looked away uncomfortably. Just now, she felt that the man has many similarities from the young man who ate the spoilt bread the first day they arrived here. The young man was supposed to be a player, but he suddenly disappeared out of nowhere. Nobody voiced it out since everybody who goes missing at this kind of place is either dead or doomed.
" Young master, how about you explain to us? "
Zenith shuddered at his butler's smiling face. This old man was never simple. He can feel it, the abnormal bearing and dangerous aura he has. He then mechanically turned his head at Ophel's direction and saw his cold and dark face. He's mad, he was sure of it.