Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

A Survivor! A survivor!

Quickly, many stormed past the forest while still holding hands.

Yes... The image was ridiculous, seeing many burly able men holding hands like kindergarten children when crossing the roads.

Ugh.

No matter how one looked at it, it would make even the onlookers turn their faces away in shame for these people.

But in the face of fear, what was face?

Smack.

Everyone smacked their lips together nervously.

Hearts pounding, bodies jerking, everyone moved as fast as they could with Dorian lifting Old Bho 1~2 inches off his feet with the flick of his fingers.

The old man looked like he was running.

But if one looked at the many feet on the ground, one would see that Old man Bho's legs weren't touching the ground at all.

A few noticed this, shooting the old man with envious eyes. 𝘧𝓇𝗲𝑒we𝙗noѵ𝑒l.𝐜o𝘮

Jeez... (eyes rolling)... It really pays to be old, huh?

Tsk.

The gang of normies ran what they believed to be their best running time, inching in closer and closer to the shipwrecked site.

Again, throwing their heads behind their shoulders, a few noticed the trees they passed were now closer and tighter together than before, as if closing in on them.

What's more... Was it just them, or did the purple most also chicken too?

Gulp.

They swallowed hard, forcing themselves to be calm on this mysterious island.

They had a bad feeling about this... A very, very, very bad feeling!

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1, 2, 3.

In no time, the gang passed through the remaining land terrain and reached the shipwreck with heavy hearts.

'Please be alive... Please be alive... Please be alive...' Many inwardly prayed for the one who screamed earlier to have survived whatever made them cry out so ghastly.

Along the way, they heard her cry no more than thrice, followed by a chilling silence that throttled their hearts.

'...' Was she still okay?

This was the first time Bho Jin was in such a situation with the possibility of a dead body popping up any second now.

And like so, the gang advanced until they arrived at the giant cruise ship that had been turned to the sides.

F***!

So big!

Once a ship stands on the dock, many might forget that it has several floors below its deck.

The feeling of standing at its wee bottom gave the illusion they were ants before the giant monster.

Rust!

The metallic smell of rust covered the scene as though the ship had been sitting here for several decades in a ship junkyard.

Its sharp bottom was wedged deep into the ground, past the shorelines, with the ship slanting to its right but not all touching the ground.

No!

One could still say it was almost standing erect with only a slight tilt to the right. It didn't make sense for the shipwreck to have stood so.

But after all they saw today, were they going to argue things out with the supernatural on behalf of science?

Nope.

Observing the exterior even more, though most of the ship was covered in rust, a few spots still had the cruise ship's white painted surfaces visible.

"Surface rust."

Gia Ming commented, wasting no time in analyzing the scene.

As a prominent Navy officer who has spent much of his life at sea, don't you think he would know the various degrees of rust by now?

The structure should still be sturdy enough to carry its weight across the ship floors.

However, he couldn't say much about the rails across the ship.

For whatever reason, they seemed to have been eaten up by rust faster than any other part of the ship, as though they had stayed here for centuries instead.

The rust had completely eaten into them, breaking some parts into scrapes.

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"The fog on the ship seems to be thickening. Stay close."

Right!

The gang took Dorian's words as holy commands, feeling the purple mist was becoming too weird.

Old Bho frowned. "The cargo door is open... It looks like passengers, maybe crew members, tried fleeing the ship from whatever danger hunted them aboard."

Everyone thought the same, feeling more and more uneasy.

The opened cargo door already had a massive ramp with a width akin to 2 vehicles standing close to each other.

The ramp extended onto the ground from the ship. And though its centers were rusted beyond end, the ramp's edges were in far better states.

The inside was dark as night, with no sign of electricity anywhere.

It was as though they were starting into an abyss. And the more they looked, the more they felt there was something lurking inside.

To go or not to go?

Of course to go!

What choice did they have?

Gia Ming and a few others quickly took out their small clicker flashlights.

Zoom left, zoom right, zoom the lights all around them...

For a moment, the lights seem to dance across the scene maniacally, with everyone wanting all corners covered.

F***!

The fear of the unknown was truly terrible!

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The inside of the ship had rusted far less than the outside.

But looking around, what did they see?

"There... There... Blood!!!!"

Bho Jin pointed his trembling fingers on the floors, seeing the many trails of dried-up blood scattered about.

His mind quickly spun, his heartbeat accelerated astronomically, and his body tensed beyond belief.

The trails of blood were gruesome, with fleshy chunks and pieces left behind, as though those dragged were scrapped along the floors.

Too evil!

Gia Ming's face turned distorted, looking at the numerous reddish trails leading to all directions.

He reckoned more than a hundred people were dragged in this manner.

Seeing the blood trails, Gia Ming knew they had to start their investigations from here.

Even if these trails led them to human bodies, they still had to confirm the identities of these people, as well as check if they were still alive, just passed out, or truly dead.

Unfortunately, this also meant letting go of each other's hands.

Sigh... They could only hope they don't meet imposters here.

And so, with Dorian's shrugging permission, Gia Ming planned to have everyone spread out and look for clues.

But suddenly, the massive cargo door suddenly slammed shut.

And now, they were trapped.

Bam!!!!

… Mommy...

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