The ghost's words made you realize the gravity of the situation, so you immediately grabbed the ghost and pulled Fan Yi toward a room on the third floor.
"Creak, creak."
You walked briskly and heavily, the sound from the solid wood flooring making people's teeth ache.
The young female director slightly adjusted the hat she'd been wearing on her head and made eye contact with the assistant director beside her.
The assistant director nodded and said to the others, "Alright, alright, it's getting late; everyone should head back now."
"Hey, assistant director, this scene is way more thrilling than our film shoots. I'm really enjoying it. Are you really sending us back now?" The female makeup artist was quite bold and not at all afraid of the ghost.
