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Chapter 461 Belated Realization
The scream came from the second floor. The cameras positioned there showed nothing but darkness
Dexter prompted the crew to switch to night mode, but the equipment decided to go haywire at that
precise moment.
way on
While the team upstairs struggled to see around them, Wynter and Tobias were happily scoring away
the first floor.
The only person on the second floor who had picked up the flashlight prepared by the crew was Horace
This was not how the show was supposed to go. Dexter frowned as he demanded, “Where are the
producers? What’s with the screw–up on set?”
None of the guests knew what was happening. Oliver had been so arrogant that his terror almost
seemed
comical.
In his panic, he had snatched Horace’s flashlight. He schooled his expression into one of neutrality as
he
said, “Don’t worry guys. Mr. Lyons loves a good power outage on the show.”
“But, Oliver, we’ve only got one flashlight, and there’s eight of us here,” Zane pointed out, starting to
regret
picking Cecilia. If he had known she would be this useless, he would have picked Joshua instead.
Sensing that Zane was irritated with her, Cecilia picked up the bottle of sleeping pills lying nearby and
said, “Hey, the woman in the story had trouble sleeping and might be delusional. I say we start from
there.”
Zane’s eyes lit up at this. “You have a lead?”
“Well, the story did say the woman lost her child. All we have to do is find out where her child went and
that’ll lead us to another clue,” Cecilia suggested confidently.
She had gotten on the show through her live–streaming platform, and she had practically bribed the
playwright to let her be a candidate.
If nothing else, she was the only one here who knew the entire storyline. She would have won over the
audience if Wynter hadn’t stolen the spotlight in the beginning.
“So, where will the lead most likely be?” Zane was in no mood to hear Cecilia out.
Cecilia’s eyes widened at the question. She knew how the story went, but she had no idea what the
layout
was, seeing as she had limited time to process the information the playwright had given her.
“Well?” Zane asked loudly, growing impatient. The all–consuming darkness around him and the chill in
the air made his skin crawl. He wanted to get out of this place as quickly
y as possible.
Being an honor roll student, Cecilia knew that she could draw inferences by going through the storyline
by line.
However, it was only after all her inferences led to one possible lead that her face darkened. “It’s in the
delivery room on the first floor. That’s where we should have started looking.”
The viewers couldn’t see the guests, but they could hear them just fine. At once, the viewers erupted
into laughter as comments flooded in.
“Wow! How the tables have turned!” a viewer mocked.
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“Who was it that said there’s strength in numbers? Oliver was all talk. The way I see it, Kina and
Wynter. have beaten them five to zero,” someone else commented.
“Guess being loud isn’t going to help you win challenges.
“Kina and his partner are going to be my new obsession. Look at them go!”
“If I were Oliver, I’d stay on the second floor and never come down. I’d rather bc ubborn than lose face
so publicly!”
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Oliver thought the same thing. Going back to the first floor would mean total humiliation.
He could give up his position as a returning guest on Ultimate Survival once filming wrapped, but he
would never be able to live down the shame if he went downstairs now.
However, as things were, he did not have a choice. Regardless of their number, the darkness that
surrounded him and his fellow guests was terrifying.
Yvonne was the first to break the silence. “Let’s head back downstairs! I think the power hasn’t gone
out on the first floor!”
“How do you know that?” Oliver demanded.
Not wanting to reveal that she had brought her phone on set, Yvonne lied, “I saw it! See, that’s light
right,
there!”
Standing by the window, they could vaguely make out a blur of light coming from the first floor. Only
fools would want to linger on the second floor after that! Alas, they were too late.
