Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen novel Chapter 11

Once Eileen left the room, she felt a bit relieved. There were no cameras in the corridor, so she leaned against the wall, catching her breath. That’s when Egbert strolled out of the room, casually asking as he passed by, “You are afraid of ghosts?”

Eileen looked up, immediately retorting, “Me, scared of ghosts? Ghosts should be scared of me.”

Egbert paused, hands in his pockets, turning back to look at her.

Eileen held her head high, meeting his gaze. “What do you want?”

Egbert studied her face, slowly approaching her. Eileen stood still, not moving. Egbert stopped a step away, raising his right hand, his long fingers slightly bent, he lightly touched her face with the back of his index finger. Eileen recoiled half a step instinctively.

Egbert didn’t move, just showed her the drop of moisture on his finger. “And you’re sweating in winter?”

Eileen was taken aback, then defensively shot back, “Why can’t I sweat in winter. It’s warm here, okay?”

Egbert chuckled, wiping the bead of sweat off his finger, saying, “Whatever.”

With that, he headed towards the restroom at the end of the corridor. Eileen touched her face, where his cool touch still lingered. She wiped her face, glaring in the direction of the restroom.

In the end, Eileen didn’t return until the movie was almost over. After the movie, everyone dispersed, but Eileen found herself wide awake that night. Scenes from the horror movie kept flashing in her mind. At last, she opened her eyes, finding the darkness of the room even more terrifying, so she got up and went out.

The lights were still on in the hall, so she stayed there in her pajamas. After a while, the hall suddenly dimmed.

Eileen gasped sharply. She thought about how the power sometimes tripped due to unstable voltage, but it was late at night now and she couldn’t possibly ask the owner to flip the breaker for her. She figured it’d be better to just stay in her room.

She reached out to walk back to her room, but as she turned the corner, her hand touched something warm. In an instant, Eileen froze, cold sweat pouring down her forehead.

She was terrified, her feet rooted to the spot. Various images flashed in her mind, when suddenly a warm hand enclosed hers.

“Eileen?” a cool male voice echoed in the darkness.

Eileen came back to her senses, hesitating, “Egbert?”

“Mm.” Egbert’s voice was low, his hand gripping her wrist tightly, not letting go. “The power tripped again?”

She confirmed it was Egbert, a human, not a ghost, and finally let out a breath, “Seems like it.”

“I’ll go check.” He said, letting go of her, walking past her.

Eileen immediately grabbed his arm.

The man stopped, silent for a moment, then asked, “Scared?”

Eileen gritted her teeth, resolutely responding, “Of course not!”

The man chuckled softly, his other hand covering her icy hand, prying her hand from his arm and held it instead. Eileen was momentarily stunned.