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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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Lesser Red Specter

翻訳者: Lonelytree 編集者: Millman97

Chen Ge was absorbed in his reading, but when he flipped to the next page, all he saw was blank. "That's it?"

He looked at the date that was marked by the comic artist and then picked up the notebook that was sitting beside him.

He removed the yellowed newspaper and compared the dates. The day after finishing this panel, the artist died. The newspaper was probably slotted into the notebook by the old landlady or the other tenant. "That was the day his dream died."

Chen Ge sat on the bed with the homemade comic and a new appreciation for the few ghosts he had met that night. The comic told the five stories of the five tenants of Room 304. None of them could be considered bad people.

Chen Ge's initial guess was that the ghost in the comic had affected reality, but after reading the comic artist's own story, he understood the ghosts in reality had entered his comics.

To get all the spirits to look after him, this uncle is quite amazing.