Chương 31: GOTCHA!!!

[GHOST POV]

The ones who were guilty were always the first ones to run. None of the people she encountered reacted like the man.

He killed Ryo Sun Ah and probably someone ordered him to do it.

The man hurriedly fled past the crowd of employees. Ghost sprinted with large steps after him. The man tried to lose her by hiding behind huge boxes of fabrics piled together. Like a vast labyrinth inside a warehouse.

"YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO ESCAPE ME!!!" Ghost shouted.

They were like cat and mouse running to catch each other at every turn. He had an advantage of the place knowing every pile of boxes that he checked everyday as his job at the storehouse. She was clever in how to get over the maze, climbing into one of the tall boxes to see the elaborate turns and find the man hiding through them.

From the corner he appeared, tiptoe and wary of his surroundings. She curled her lips, as the hunter found its prey. When he was near, she quickly leaped on his back to capture him.

"GOTCHA!!!"

The man fought, ramming her to the boxes as they circled through the narrow space. She pulled his hair to maneuver his body but the man forcefully drove her to the steel wall making her lose her grip. The man quickly scurried to run away from her as she slouched herself on the floor.

"Tsk!!! This one is good at running…"

She stood up from her spot. As she rushed to follow the man, Ghost skidded through the smooth floor and almost fell flat on her face. The high heels on her feet slowed her running. She quickly kicked them off her feet and continued her pace while the man ran towards the slanted rolled fabrics and pushed them towards her. With her quick move she evaded them and continued to run after the man.

They were already at the corner of the warehouse but the man hadn't given up yet. He saw the box lifter and climbed towards it. The machine heaved him on the second floor. Dashing towards the stairs on the other side where the exit door stood.

Ghost clenched her jaw, staring at the man fleeing. She sprinted back to the darkened corner and took a deep breath. In the blink of an eye, he vanished.

The man kept running and stopped when he veered his head to take a glimpse of the corpse chasing him. He asked himself "how" over and over again. The woman was dead. He made sure of it. He carried her in his car and set her body on one of the shipment containers at the pier. No one would suspect him. The ex-boyfriend would get all the blame.

"Did I lose her???"

He halted, huffing the air out of his mouth. The exhaustion of running away from her boss took a toll on him. He sat at one of the boxes in the corner to rest. The large pile of cartons hid him perfectly from other employees at the exit gate downstairs. The delivery truck parked in front of it would help him escape.

Sang Dong Yul. Booker.

He was a man in love with a rich woman. With a lot of wealthy suitors, she couldn't see him. He was an ordinary guy.

Hopeless, he faked winning a lottery. Rented expensive cars, bought his lady love expensive bags, shoes and jewelry. He had the woman of her dreams. His life felt complete.

Almost.

He couldn't pay the money he borrowed from a loan shark. His debt was deep. Soon, the rented cars were gone. Couldn't pay for the lavish lifestyle he had with his woman. She found out he was a fraud and left him for another man.

Though the woman gave all of the gifts back to him, it wasn't enough to pay the interest and the large sum of money needed to pay his debt.

Broke and broken-hearted.

He became desperate and tried to kill himself. But someone approached him with a proposal he couldn't resist. Kill your boss, Ms. Ryo Sun Ah. In exchange, they would give him all of her money, cars, and businesses. He trusted them as everyone did.

Now, he's being hunted by her ghost.

"I-I-It's o-only my imagination." He mumbled.

He calmed himself while sitting in the dark. The corner felt colder to his skin but he didn't mind.

He didn't see her.

She was faceless.

Her head protruded in one of the boxes while the rest of her body hid inside the pile of cardboard containers. The gloomy corner was enough for her to manifest what she is now.

A ghost.

Her hand arose from the back of his black shiny hair. Gradually crawling her thin long fingers onto his forehead. He couldn't feel her until she scratched his brow with her nails. He swatted her hand.

He felt it. His forehead creased.

She moved her hand to caress his hardened face.

His eyes widened, they bulged from their sockets.

He opened his mouth. She knows he will shout.

Her hand entered his maw squirming to fit all of her fingers.

"Hhhhhuugggghhhhhhhh!!!" He tried to scream.

His hands grabbed her and yanked it out. Hard. With all of his strength. Her fingers were clawing the upper wall of his mouth to keep themselves in.

"Hhhhhuugggghhhhhhhh!!!" He could feel her nails scratching him.

Her image emerged from the deep darkness of his body. Slowly appearing from her hand to her feet like being pulled from a murky mud of inescapable fear.

"Hhhhhuugggghhhhhhhh!!!" He tried to shout.

When she fully arose. Her edges flashed a devilish smile.

"Did you kill me???" She knew but wanted him to confess.

"Hhhugggghhhhhh!!!" He tried to speak but her hand was still in his mouth.

"Just nod if you do but even if you lie…." She stepped closer to let him see his face transform into nothingness. A mud of skin. Clammy. Damp. His mouth opened to reveal her sharp teeth and hissed.

"Yyyyouurrrr… mmiineeeee…"

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