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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Hidden Job, The Volunteer

Editor: Millman97

"Why don't you say something? So many people are waiting." Chen Ge grabbed hold of Qing Ming. No matter what the man said, he had come up with something to counter it. Even if Qing Ming pretended to faint before the crowd, he had ways to resuscitate him.

"Everyone, please give me some time." Qing Ming was desperate. He had a few excuses, but none of them seemed valid. For Qing Ming, every second standing next to Chen Ge was torture. He looked at Chen Ge pleadingly, hoping that Chen Ge would forgive him, but Chen Ge opened his own livestream on his phone. "The ban has been lifted. This is perfect."

Chen Ge broadcasted the evidence before the millions of online viewers and 'reconstructed' the whole event. Chen Ge was a visitor and had gone to challenge the futuristic theme park's Haunted House alone, but in the end, the six fake visitors were rendered unconscious, and he was the only one who survived.

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