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"By the way, the singer’s name is Black_White because of her hair…

but I decided to make it Black_Wid because I liked it."

The place was eerily quiet, sunlight touching every corner of the abandoned village.

The air carried the smell of dampness and rusted iron.

In one of the passages, Laura, the boxing champion, walked beside Vivian, the famous model.

Vivian looked shaken, close to collapse from fear, while Laura tried to reassure her, placing a hand on her shoulder and saying firmly:

“Calm down, Vivian… I’m here. I won’t let anything hurt you. I’ll fight for you.”

But Vivian’s features stayed full of terror, her wide eyes wandering among the dark walls as she stammered:

“Laura… where are we? This place… it’s like an abandoned village… but it’s so frightening… so frightening.”

Laura forced a confident smile, hiding her own tension:

“Maybe it’s just a trick… we have to keep moving. We’ll find a way out soon.”

Vivian clung to Laura’s arm like a small child leaning on an older sister.

Suddenly a strange sound echoed behind them—a heavy noise like the dragging of a predator.

They turned together and witnessed the unbelievable:

From the shadows emerged a massive ghoul, its limbs hanging like suspended corpses, eyes glowing red and chilling, growling as it dragged its feet toward the two girls.

Vivian screamed in terror:

“L-Laura… it’s… it’s a ghoul!”

But Laura, hardly believing what she saw, burst out laughing:

“Ha ha ha! Excellent… that’s really surprising! Nice job scaring us, but… how tacky !”

She tried to step forward steadily, while Vivian grabbed her arm, crying:

“Don’t go… please!”......

But Laura continued with mocking confidence:

“Girl, it’s just someone in a silly costume. See? Nothing to fear.”

She stepped toward the ghoul, showing off her fighting stance, raising her fists and saying:

“You fool in the costume… stop right now! Coward!”

But the ghoul was no mask and no man. In the moment Laura smiled, it lifted a massive finger and, with a single swift strike, her head flew off like a lightning bolt and landed meters away.

Vivian gasped until her voice caught, unable to believe her eyes. Laura’s body stayed upright for a few seconds without a head, then collapsed heavily.

The ghoul crawled over the corpse, gripped it in its claws, and began to tear it apart and devour it greedily.

The sound was repulsive: bones snapping, blood splattering, entrails ripped from their place. The smell of hot blood filled the air as sweat dripped from Vivian’s forehead like rain. Her eyes bulged as she watched the ghoul consume her companion piece by piece until nothing remained but scattered blood.

Vivian screamed at the top of her lungs and ran in panic, not knowing where, only that she had to escape the nightmare.

But the ghoul was not as slow as she expected; it was fast, suddenly appearing ahead of her at a corridor junction. It grabbed her by her long blond hair, dragging her like a small doll as her screams echoed through the halls.

At that moment Jude appeared with his companions Karm and Camelia.

They saw the horrific scene: Vivian suspended between the ghoul’s jaws, Laura’s blood still fresh on its claws.

Jude moved with quick precision, dropped to the ground, raised the rifle he had found on the way, and aimed carefully.

He fired five consecutive shots that pierced the ghoul’s body, sending a sticky green fluid spraying in all directions.

Vivian collapsed unconscious, covered in the ghoul’s blood, while Jude’s heart pounded violently.

Before they could grasp what had happened, the three siblings—Ray, Jason, and Lily—suddenly appeared.

They had run toward the scene after hearing the gunfire.

Anger burned on Ray’s face as he grabbed Jude by the shirt and shouted:

“What did you do to Vivian?! And why are you all here?!”

Jude grew angry in turn and shouted back:

“And what does that have to do with me?! I was trying to save her from that ghoul! Can’t you see?!”

The scene turned into a storm of arguments and shouting between the two groups, and they began to realize that what was happening went beyond coincidence… they had been kidnapped and deliberately placed in this cursed place.

Elsewhere, far from them, a new figure appeared—"Power", the famous singer known as Black With.

She strode through the dark forest with haughty steps, her hair split black and white gleaming under the sunlight, a spiked golf club resting on her shoulder.

She shouted arrogantly:

“Who on earth dared to put me here?! I am Black With… I’ll take revenge on whoever did this to me!”

She treated the situation as if it were nothing more than a stage performance.

When she spotted a ghoul standing asleep in the middle of the village, she smirked:

“So that’s it… they’re trying to make a movie and cast me as the lead! How stupid! At least they could have given me the script first!”

She approached it without fear, speaking to it as if it were an actor:

“I like your height and look… but where’s the director?!”

The ghoul opened its red eyes and spat in her face.

She froze for a moment, then shouted angrily:

“You idiot! How dare you?!”

It raised its huge hand to grab her head, but she didn’t back down—she insulted it instead.

Suddenly the sound of a machine gun rattled, bullets piercing the ghoul’s body and dropping it dead in front of her.

She turned to see two young men emerging from the trees: a tall one named Herman and a shorter one named Dante.

Dante said sharply:

“Are you crazy?! You were about to die a moment ago!”

Black With raised an eyebrow in disdain:

“Hm… are you two actors as well? I’ll assume we’re playing together!”

Dante burst out laughing sarcastically:

“Hear that, Herman? She thinks she’s in a movie!”

She looked at him with disgust:

“You’re ugly… what’s with that stupid haircut? You look bald! Ah… what’s that written on your bald head… Ni… Nina?”

Dante’s face flushed with anger:

“Shut up, you witch! It says ‘Nina,’ and I’m not bald, you old hag!”

He almost lunged at her, but Herman grabbed him from behind, saying:

“Calm down, Dante! Don’t lose it.”

Herman stepped forward steadily, looked at Black Wid, and said:

“You really are the famous singer… but what are you doing here?”

She answered arrogantly:

“I have no idea… but I do know one thing—I won’t stay stuck with losers like you for long!”

Dante shouted, struggling to break free of Herman’s grip:

“I swear I’ll tear her apart right now!”

Black With only smiled slyly, as if enjoying the chaos.

“Idiot… loser…”

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