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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Sorry, I Didn't Mean to

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Footsteps echoed inside the quiet library. The broken door was pushed open, and a man walked out. "There is no one in the library at all. Do the students behind the door not like to read?"

Carrying two bags, Chen Ge stood in the corridor outside the library. The reunion that he had anticipated did not happen; there was no one at the library. Thus, he could not get some information even if he wanted to. "Where have they all disappeared to?"

Walking down the corridor, Chen Ge sauntered about aimlessly. The campus behind the door appeared to be a completely enclosed building, and it was isolated from the rest of the world. All the windows were barred with wooden planks, and Chen Ge walked for a long time, but he still could not find the way out.

"Hey! Which class are you from?" A stern voice came from behind Chen Ge. He turned to look and realized that one of the doors that he had passed earlier had been opened, and a rotund, middle-aged man stood at the door.

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