Chapter 98: A Phone Call
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The oppressive heat felt suffocating, creating a sensation so overpowering that it felt nearly impossible to draw a proper breath.
The body bag that enclosed Miles wasn’t fully sealed. Some deliberate gaps were left to ensure air could circulate. Although after becoming a ghost tamer, Miles wasn’t entirely sure whether he could still succumb to suffocation. Nevertheless, he decided it wasn’t a hypothesis he wanted to thoughtlessly explore.
Being cocooned inside the body bag was exceedingly unpleasant. But to ensure his own survival, enduring this discomfort was his only option.
Who could estimate the sheer number of specters prowling outside? Already, three of his fellow ghost tamers had met their untimely ends. This meant the spirits they harbored were now free. Add to that the restless spirits of the deceased, the aggressive phantoms, the menacing headless ghost, and two other entities named Yiming and Stretch who might turn on him if he’s not careful.
The Yellow Hill Village had rapidly transformed into a hub teeming with malevolent apparitions.
Survival in such a hostile environment seemed like a distant dream. Trying to discern patterns in the spirits’ movements or methods felt pointless because the danger he faced was immense, certainly exceeding his current capabilities.
Inside his makeshift sanctuary, sweat covered every inch of Miles. In the thick blackness, his own labored breaths were the only sounds he could hear. Outside, a disturbing silence prevailed, so deep that not even a whisper pierced through.
In a way, he prayed for the silence to continue.