After witnessing everything that happened during the day, everyone looked at me with concern.
"Don’t stare at me like that, it feels weird."
Hugh Thompson smiled.
"Ethan, you don’t know what might happen tomorrow. You’d better get some sleep. We’ll take turns watching over you," Hugh said, as Rachel Lan stood up.
"I’ll walk back and look for the ghost in your building. I’ll ask around. We can’t just sit here and wait for doom."
"You two, go with Rachel."
Chief Stone pointed at two members of the Ghost Burial Squad. The two grunted in protest, reluctant, but still got up and followed her.
Rachel Lan and Lily Qian were the lucky ones in last night’s game. Nothing should happen to them tomorrow.
I stretched out my hand, a little frustrated, letting Deathbane Aura seep out. The biggest problem now is that I can’t find that ghost—I feel powerless.
"Enough, Ethan. You’ll get used to it. When facing ghosts, most of the time, you feel powerless. You have to rely on this."