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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'‽"

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Too Careless!

Éditeur: Millman97

"Is this the haunted house's owner's diary? A record of his murders?"

Zhao Wen did consider the possibility that the diary was a prop, but the content was too real. Just reading it caused his heart to race like he was there in person when the crime was committed. Even if the content was fake, to be able to come up with the things inside it, the author was seriously unhinged. Taking a deep breath, Zhao Wen was about to put the diary away, but something scarier happened.

He seemed to have lost control of his body. His hands flipped through the pages, and his eyes refused to move away from the writing on the pages. The diary appeared to have sucked his soul into it. His temperature dropped. In Zhao Wen's eyes, the handwriting in the diary slowly turned into red symbols, and he could hear the sounds that the murder victims heard. Pairs of arms reached out from the beyond to grab at him.

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