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

He Was Going on a Date

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

It does feel safer with the hammer.

Chen Ge put on his backpack and left the Haunted House, carrying his phone. Lychee's show was continuing; she had moved onto the third story. This story was particularly detailed, like she had been through it herself.

To scariest part was that it seemed to be a sequel of the first story. In other words, in the third story, the taxi driver was actually the ghost from the first story.

A ghost taxi driver, that does sound like their style.

Chen Ge waited for a long time at the entrance of New Century Park before they finally found a taxi. It was already 11:30 pm.

Should be enough time.

Chen Ge opened the car door, and before he got in, he heard the rather old-fashioned song coming from the radio. The air-con was not on, and the driver was a middle-aged man. He leaned his arm on the car window, and he moved his head following the rhythm.

This man looks so familiar.

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