My House of Horrors

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

I Fix Air-Conditioner · Horror

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1215 Chs

Boy Looking for Snail

Editor: Millman97

Clothes and shoes that were one size bigger than he needed, a dirtied face, and clear eyes that were filled with shock. The child hid behind the old lady's clothes, showing only half of his face.

"You can hear my voice?" Chen Ge put down the backpack and reached out lightly toward the boy. "Do not be afraid. I will not hurt you."

The boy who hid at the back of the closet behind the clothes looked at Chen Ge cautiously. He stared at Chen Ge's hand like it was a foreign object and hesitated for a long time before giving him his hand. The chilling small hand slipped into Chen Ge's palm. The warmth that he had not felt for a long time caused the boy's eyes to slowly widen.

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