Morning sunlight filtered weakly through the blinds of Seraphine Vale's office. The witch adjusted her glasses, her black nails tapping against a stack of papers while Ethan adjusted the camera for today's stream.
They weren't heading into the usual creepy forest or haunted ruin. No. Today was something stranger: corporate business.
Seraphine had been "invited" (more like dragged by contracts and backroom deals) into a partnership meeting with Ali Gator Corp, a major tech company that recently started dabbling in occult-adjacent "entertainment platforms." Their logo—a stylized crocodile face in side profile, bold and smiling—looked eerily familiar. Almost like Alibaba's logo, Ethan thought, though he wisely kept that to himself on camera.
And so, the stream began.
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[Chat]
darkSoul88 : Corporate horror arc let's go 😂
witchyFan : lmao Ali Gator?? really??
cameraLover : don't die in the boardroom, Ethan 🙏
bizNerd42 : logo looks like a happy croc lol
lurker99 : why am I scared of a conference room…
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The two entered the company's headquarters, where a polished man in a sharp suit greeted them with a salesman's smile.
"Welcome, Ms. Vale, Mr. Ethan. I'm Gareth Malone, regional manager here at Ali Gator Corp. I'll be your liaison today."
He had the kind of perfect posture and too-white teeth that screamed corporate shark. Ethan almost expected him to end every sentence with a ™ symbol.
Seraphine raised a brow but nodded. "Lead the way, Gareth."
They walked through bright glass halls, the camera catching reflections of endless company slogans about "innovation," "harmony," and "elevating user engagement." Ethan muttered under his breath, "Nothing creepier than corporate buzzwords."
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[Chat]
spookyCEO : stoppp this office is scarier than ghosts
laughTrack : "user engagement" is the real curse 💀
crypticCat : Gareth Malone sounds like a Bond villain name
lilwitchfan : Seraphine looks way too classy for this place ngl
lolnope44 : I BET THE PRINTER IS HAUNTED
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The conference room was glass-walled, filled with sleek black chairs and a glowing screen at the far end. But just as they were setting up, something happened.
A ceiling light fixture groaned, bolts snapping loose. It fell right above Ethan.
Instinctively, he ducked—actually, no. He didn't even mean to duck. He bent down to pick up a pen he dropped a split second earlier, and the heavy fixture crashed right where his head had been.
Shards of glass exploded across the table. Everyone froze.
Ethan blinked, heart pounding. "Holy— I almost got turned into a pancake!"
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[Chat]
bloodMoon23 : HE DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE 😱
cameraLover : THE INVINCIBLE CAMERAMAN STRIKES AGAIN 🙌
bizNerd42 : dude literally bent down at the PERFECT second
witchyFan : luck stat: MAX
spookyCEO : Gareth's face rn 😂😂😂
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Gareth coughed, straightened his tie, and gestured like nothing had happened. "Ah… well, maintenance will take care of that. Shall we proceed?"
Seraphine smirked. "Corporate buildings are cursed too, it seems."
The meeting began, but the tone had already shifted. Ali Gator Corp might have polished glass and logos, but Ethan knew—whether haunted ruins or boardrooms—the cameraman's invisible luck always kicked in when the Live was rolling.