Hastin was running out of ideas for his horror novel. By chance, he comes across an app which gives him ideas for his story. In the beginning, everything was smooth flowing. But later he finds out that whoever reads his story disappears and becomes the story character themselves...
"I don't know! And I don't want to know! Right now our main priority would be…" Hastin looked at Akemi's sudden change in her expression and he stopped midway.
He turned around to look at what she was seeing with frightened eyes. Spencer was standing behind him with a man in tow. He gulped but with great difficulty, he controlled his urge to run away from there.
"Quietus, you do not have to work hard in fixing the server. I already found a man who can do that in a professional way. Won't you, Vance?" He asked the guy, who stood next to him.
Vance looked too short for his age and also he was timid. He always had his head lowered from the time he entered the mansion. Once he heard Spencer's words, he immediately lifted his head like he just woke up from hypnosis.
"Yes." He uttered and then once again lowered his head down.