For the past twenty-four hours, Mikel had been juggling talisman setup during the day and chasing internet-famous spirits at night—not to exorcise them, but to form a Phantom Contract with these so-called horror legends.
Most of them had been disappointments. Just like the rumors about Madam Carmina.
A once-renowned fraud during her lifetime, she was so convincing in her fake visions that even spirits mocked her. After death, she was trapped in her own cracked crystal ball, now kept in a dusty local museum, gathering "spiritual energy" that didn't exist.
Mikel had asked her for spiritual tracking assistance. She summoned the ghost of his "future child," made tea for it, and then started reading his horoscope.
Doom's verdict?
[Falsehood Overflow Detected.]
[A ghost who lies to ghosts. A legacy of disappointment.]
