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Chapter 766 - 766 765. College Student Movie_1

Chapter 766: 765. College Student Movie_1 Chapter 766: 765. College Student Movie_1 “Exactly, Director Lu Ban, our movie is about a group of college students preparing to travel to a remote small town to shoot a horror thriller based on local folklore. They end up experiencing a terrifying event themselves and ultimately disappear. Years later, another group of people find their videotapes,”

explained the tallest boy in the car, who was in charge of driving. His driving skills were quite good for his age. The scenery zipped by outside the windows, too fast to fully take in.

Winter in the New England area is cold and damp. Proximity to the Atlantic Ocean meant that the air was often filled with a moist, oceanic scent on days that weren’t sunny. In some extreme cases, thick fog could roll in, obscuring visibility. Driving in the Wasteland, one had to be very careful.

The scenery on both sides of the road was monotonous and dull, with the occasional sight of oddly shaped rocks being the most noteworthy feature.

The RV was quite spacious, capable of sleeping six people. After leaving the airport, Lu Ban had quickly acquainted himself with these college students.

The driver was the leader of this trip, named James, and it was he who had rented the RV. He seemed to come from a wealthy family and was quite generous and easy-going in his speech and actions.

His girlfriend was the blonde, Valeria, a film art student with a hot figure, currently playing with her phone in the passenger seat.

The bespectacled boy was Wes. He had an air of understanding everything and also seemed to maintain good relations with everyone else.

The volleyball player-like boy mentioned earlier was Scott. He was quiet and seemed to be constantly deep in thought, only occasionally speaking, but when he did, his words were succinct and hit the mark.

The brunette girl, Talia, was enthusiastic and cheerful, holding a can of beer in her hand, suggesting that daytime drinking was commonplace for her.

“To tell you the truth, Director Lu Ban, when I created this story, I took inspiration from ‘The Madman’s Mouth’. I feel that a story that blends reality with fantasy can really enhance the audience’s sense of immersion! The mockumentary format is also quite interesting,”

James said as he drove.

“Is this a script you wrote?”

Lu Ban asked.

“No, it was just an idea I had. Scott is the one who actually wrote the script. He’s really good at this stuff.”

At the mention of his name, the boy showed a shy smile.

“Director Lu Ban, do you have any thoughts on our script?”

The brunette, Talia, asked. She was sitting next to Lu Ban and leaned a bit closer to talk, her arm brushing against Lu Ban’s sleeve.

“Using a unique narrative is good for a low-budget film. Maybe you can try documenting this journey as well, to add a layer of authenticity,”

Lu Ban said in brief.

Upon hearing his words, everyone seemed struck by a realization. Scott immediately got up and began rummaging through the somewhat shaky RV for filming equipment. He quickly grabbed a camera, turned it on, and started shooting.

“Uh, Director Lu Ban, if you don’t mind, can we include you in the film?”

Wes, the boy with glasses, asked.

“Of course, but I’m just a guest star. You are the real protagonists of the movie,”

Lu Ban responded with a smile.

It took a day and a night to drive from the airport to Miskatonic. In the evening, after eating fast-food pizza and with the sun having set, it was completely dark outside.

“There’s fog rolling in.”

James, who was sitting in the chair holding a cup of juice, said. Wes was now driving; the guys took turns behind the wheel and weren’t allowed to drink. Wes’s driving skills were a notch below James’s, which naturally meant a slower pace.

Lu Ban looked outside the window, and the desolate world was shrouded in a dense fog, the endless white mists reminding him of the forest in Night Country.

“Is there supposed to be this much fog tonight? Turn on the lights; I don’t want to collide with some drunken fool on the road.”

James shouted. Along the way, they occasionally encountered oncoming cars, but very few were heading toward Miskatonic. That was normal enough; unless they started at the same time, cars going in the same direction wouldn’t really meet; under normal circumstances, they would maintain a distance similar to a rally race.

However, even in New England, such thick fog was uncommon. Talia rolled down the window, and a chilly breeze mixed with the moist, fishy scent of the sea or a lake wafted in.

“Close that, it’s too cold,”

Valeria said, but Talia did not comply.

“The breeze feels quite nice, doesn’t it?”

She took another sip of beer from the can, presumably because the alcohol made her feel warm and she wanted some fresh air.

“I said close it, I don’t want to catch a cold tonight.”

Valeria insisted, about to stand up and forcibly close the window herself.

“Better close it, the heater’s on.”

Scott intervened, and only after he spoke did Talia reluctantly close the window and sit back inside.

It seemed their relationship wasn’t as good as he had imagined.

Lu Ban thought to himself.

He wasn’t too interested in the awkwardness between these college students; he just wanted to get to Miskatonic as soon as possible to check on Feng Yu’s condition.

But after driving for a while, the car suddenly slowed down.

“Damn it, are we running low on engine oil?”

Wes cursed as he checked the dashboard but couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

“What’s the matter?”

James asked.

“I don’t know, stepping on the gas doesn’t seem to do anything. The fuel tank should be filled up, right?”

Wes retorted.

“Of course, we both watched it being filled up, didn’t we?”

James came over to the passenger seat to take a look as well.

“Looks like there’s a town ahead. Let’s stop there and check it out.”

He looked for a while and couldn’t spot anything amiss but noticed the lights shining through the dense fog ahead, so he suggested.

The RV quickly pulled over. Lu Ban looked out the window and saw this wasn’t a town but just a few houses.

They looked like the dwellings of nearby farm owners. A fog light was conspicuously bright in the misty weather. As for the houses, only the ground floor was lit with a dim light, which was somewhat eerie.

“I have a bad feeling about this. We shouldn’t get off.”

Valeria looked pale as she spoke.

“What are you scared of?”

Talia scoffed disdainfully and opened the car door. As she stepped out, the fog quickly enveloped her, leaving only a blurry silhouette.

Wes and James also got out. They checked the engine and transmission and soon found the problem.

“It really is out of engine oil. How could we not notice this issue?”

James was incredulous, going back into the RV to search. He couldn’t find any spare engine oil.

“This damned rental company, I should have thought of this.”

He cursed under his breath, then turned his gaze toward the house ahead.

“Let’s go ask those people if they can spare some engine oil for us.”

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