Chapter 1 The Enjoyment of Sorrow

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Four years ago, As the wind blew through the sky and forest in the dark it was quite a perfect time for no one to seek as they would rather sleep. Four figures were walking in the dark as they were talking to each other. Two women and two men, their hands were full of blood as they have finished a fight with others who have tried to prevent them from obtaining something. Getting a look of the squad, they seem like normal people who didn't want to cause any harm, It was as if they were forced and had no choice. One of the women had a worried and troubled face as she was behind following the others, the other 3 were holding illegal chemicals that were dark than darkness itself. 

The girl who showed fear in her eye, started to tear down as she spoke. "Is this even enough? Will she be pleased with this...?" One of the men answered and they slowly felt the worrisome silicone in her face as he responded.  "I don't know but we will have to see. We will have to take it either way... either way... We still would have died if we refused, let's hope we are spared."


As the group ventured deeper into the darkness of the forest, the wind howled fiercely, sweeping through the trees like a haunting melody. The rustling of leaves masked the sound of their footsteps, creating an eerie symphony of nature's whispers. Above, the owls perched silently, their glowing eyes fixated on the intruders below. With hands held cautiously in front of them, the travelers navigated the unseen path, feeling the rough bark of trees and the damp moss underfoot.

Their journey was not without obstacles, for logs lay strewn haphazardly, challenging their balance and agility. Step by step, they pushed forward, drawn by an unseen force toward their destination. Through the dim moonlight filtering through the dense canopy, shards of broken glass glistened ominously, a foreboding warning of the desolation that awaited them.

Finally, emerging from the shadows, the abandoned casino loomed before them, a ghostly structure frozen in time. Its once grand texture now weathered and worn, a testament to the ravages of neglect and time. The aura of the building was palpable, a heavy blanket of mystery that enveloped the surrounding landscape.

It seemed as if the casino had been plucked from another reality, transplanted into this forsaken corner of the forest. Its presence defied logic, a silent sentinel guarding secrets long forgotten. The group felt a sense of unease creeping over them, a primal instinct warning them of unseen perils lurking within.

As they crossed the threshold of the decaying entrance, a wave of ancient dust stirred around them as if disturbed by their intrusion. The air was thick with the scent of decay and abandonment, a grim reminder of the casino's former glory now lost to time. Every creak of the floorboards echoed like a ghostly whisper as if the very walls were alive with spectral energy.

With each step deeper into the heart of the forsaken structure, a sense of foreboding weighed heavy on their hearts. It was as if the casino itself was watching, waiting for unsuspecting souls to awaken the dormant spirits that lay within. The group pressed on, driven by curiosity and a tinge of fear, determined to unravel the mysteries that lay hidden within the dilapidated walls.

A tremor of fear ran through the man at the front of the group, his trembling lips betraying the terror that gripped his heart. 


"We have brought what you requested, we found your... project," 

he stammered, his voice echoing through the hollow chambers of the casino. His desperation was palpable, a plea for mercy hanging in the air like a thick fog. The others stood nearby, their senses heightened, bracing themselves for an unknown threat that seemed to loom ever closer.

Once more, the man summoned the courage to beg for clemency, his eyes tightly shut in a futile attempt to shield himself from the imminent danger. 


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