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

Me and My Employees

Translator: Lonelytree Redakteur: Millman97

The boy stood on top of Chen Ge's shadow. No matter where Chen Ge moved, he would follow, just like his shadow. With his head lowered, the boy kept his eyes on Chen Ge's shadow. After the 'found you', he had not opened his lips to say anything else.

The endless black fog was like a sea of despair; the broken building in the memory became a lonely island in the ghost fetus' heart. He stood before the twisting buildings, under the black and red sky, inside Chen Ge's shadow, and following quietly behind him. That was how things were many years ago. He saw how Chen Ge had everything, everything that he wished to possess for himself. He wanted to be a butterfly, but ultimately, he was just a shadow. The desire was slowly twisted. He did not stay there and wait, slowly waving his hands and trying his best to chase after the butterfly that was fluttering in his heart instead.

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