The female anchor was feeling quite awkward, and also a bit confused.
What just happened? Why did a clueless youngster suddenly pop up and dash into the Chaotic Graveyard with a WHOOSH? In the middle of the night, besides someone like me who makes a living by exorcising demons and evil spirits, who else would be bored enough to run into the Chaotic Graveyard to court death? This feels very wrong!
The more the female anchor thought about it, the more she felt that something was off. Especially when she recalled the appearance of the person she had just seen, a shiver went down her spine. The boy who had just entered the Chaotic Graveyard looked very young, probably high school age.
