An heavy weight

Orlan POV

Scarlett was very happy to have finally found the exit door.

The bright smile on her face made me happy.

This is her first time engaging herself inside a haunted house, and I'm glad that she didn't regret it.... or did she?

Scarlett opened the door, and just before she could even step outside...I could see a strong grip around her waist.

I don't know, and I just can't tell what the hell had dragged her out... But I have a strong feeling that things aren't good.

"Orlan!" Scarlett screams out my name.

If everything is good, then she won't have screamed my name in total horror, instead, she would have called out my name in excitement.

I became confused, and without thinking twice, I opened the exit door.

To my surprise, immediately after I opened the door, I was surrounded by bright light.

The light comes from the reflection of the afternoon sun.

Unlike the time that Scarlett had opened the door.

It was dark, and it was different from what was currently in front of me.