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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Don't Be Afraid!

編集者: Millman97

"Why are they following us?" Xiao Du's voice was shaking. He was closest to the group of mannequins.

"Did you hear any footsteps?" Han Qiuming moved his eyes away to look at Xiao Du. "There should be more than one worker mixed in the mannequins since they need to move so many mannequins."

"There was no sound. It was as if they suddenly appeared behind us, I swear." Xiao Du was afraid that Han Qiuming would not believe him.

"No sound?" Han Qiuming's brows were creased together. He stared at the mannequins for a while before suddenly laughing. "I know the reason!"

He strode toward the mannequins like he had really discovered their secret. "The Third Sick Hall is filled with mattresses. The workers will not create any footsteps if they step on them. The designer of this Haunted House has an impressive mind. He purposely hid the dolls underneath these mattresses to distract our attention, making us forget their actual purpose."

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