But before this, she needed a substitute, a task she was already well-versed in.
As Maria and Juan's gazes met, they reached an instant agreement; they would use the newcomer Hafeez to test the waters.
Last night, they used Ahmed to draw those filthy things away; tonight was merely a repeat of the same trick.
"Ha... Hafeez." Juan's voice trembled slightly, his gaze fearfully fixed on Hafeez's back, "No, don't you dare turn around!"
Having just finished his prayers and not yet relaxed, Hafeez froze in place, too scared to move, his peripheral vision catching a shadow behind the window.
The ghost was here...
Hafeez's breath stopped with shock; he hadn't expected the ghost to chase him so quickly!
But even more despair awaited, as Juan whispered to him not to move, a ghost was clinging to his back.
This scene felt eerily familiar; last night Ahmed had told him similar words, and then... then Ahmed told him to run first, only for Ahmed to die tragically on the spot.
