Chapter 119: Return to the City
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On the city’s primary thoroughfare, workers began the process of dismantling the security barricades that had previously blocked off the road. Once these barriers were removed, traffic was allowed to flow freely once more. Vehicles of all kinds — cars, trucks, and motorcycles — began moving in every direction, gradually dispersing from the area.
Within a short period, the majority of individuals who had been present at the location had departed. Only a handful of observers remained. Their task was to closely monitor the remnants of what used to be Yellow Hill Village, ensuring that no unforeseen incidents occurred again in the wake of its mysterious disappearance.
While looking for a way back to the city core, Miles was offered a lift by Stretch. Grateful for the gesture, Miles accepted and soon found himself in Stretch’s car, heading towards the heart of the city.
As they drove, Stretch, his voice tinged with uncertainty, broached a topic that had been on his mind. “You know, I’ve been scheduled for an appointment at that research company tomorrow. If all goes well and quickly, I might soon have the capability to control a second ghost. I’m hoping this will give me more time and maybe prevent the re-emergence of the malevolent spirit that’s haunting me. I’m curious, though. Why did you decline their offer when they approached you?”
Miles took a moment before responding, “The procedure they offer has a success rate of less than 20%. It’s too risky for my liking. You’re brave to give it a shot, but I wanted to give it more thought. I believe that over time, they might refine the process and increase the success rate. That’s when I’ll consider it.”
He continued, “I have the luxury of waiting for a while longer. Besides, the offer stands, and I trust James to keep his promise. Let me know how your experience goes, and depending on where I am with my situation, I’ll reconsider.”
Stretch looked paler than usual. “I understand your cautious stance,” he murmured. “But time isn’t on my side. I’m not sure I can endure long enough to control another spirit.” He seemed to wince, hinting at some hidden pain.
Miles noticed Stretch’s discomfort. “You don’t seem in the best shape. You’re sweating profusely. It’s almost like you’re suffering from heat exhaustion. If it gets worse, maybe you should lie down in the trunk. If something were to happen to you, dealing with your internal spirit would be quite a hassle for me,” he half-joked.