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

Games

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

After hearing the woman's story, Chen Ge's interest in the boy in the stairwell only grew.

"He dares to wander out in daylight, so he can't be a normal lingering spirit. At the very least, he is at the level of a baleful Specter. But why would he stay here so long? Is it because he has unfinished business here? Could it be that the object of his possession is buried deep in the building's foundation?"

Chen Ge felt uncomfortable knowing that a boy's soul was unable to find peace. He decided to help the boy fulfil his last wish. Chen Ge rushed down the stairs. He did not know how to encounter the boy, so he found a blind spot from the camera and summoned Ol' Zhou.

"Just now, a woman told me a little boy is wandering in this stairwell, can you sense his location?" Chen Ge asked Ol' Zhou. He was hoping for a positive answer.

"I can't feel anything. Perhaps he's in hiding." Ol' Zhou looked around. "But this place is rather strange."

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