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

It's Not the Worst Situation Yet

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

Mr. Zhou and Duan Yue walked in front, Ma Tian stayed in the middle, and Sister Mao accompanied Brother Wong at the back.

"Brother Wong, you have to stay close to me," Sister Mao said softly. "This Haunted House has a very high review online; even the 50-cent army I hired barely managed to knock its review down. Therefore, there has to be something unique about it."

"We've been here for about ten minutes already. We've not run into any actors or scary props. I wonder how this Haunted House operates. Do they just allow their visitors to wander about on their own?" Brother Wong used his phone to record everything along the way but did not find anything that was particularly scary. "The three-star scenario should be the most difficult and thus have the best design, but so far, the only thing I'm feeling is boredom."

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