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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Three Personas

翻訳者: Lonelytree 編集者: Millman97

When Wang Hailong mentioned the name of the location, Chen Ge was stunned. "Are the Hai Ming Apartments that you mentioned situated in the deepest part of a residential area? With rubbish piling up outside and a very old looking building?"

This time, it was Wang Hailong and Wenlong who were shocked. "You've been there?"

"I just came back from the place the night before yesterday." Chen Ge also did not think things could be so coincidental.

"Nice, this means that you know the way there. We're going there tonight. My father has a stubborn disposition, so it will be better for us to meet up downstairs first before going up together."

After drafting the plan, the brothers left.

Wang Shenglong's old home is next to the Third Sick Hall. Could the monster he saw that night have escaped from the hospital? After he was admitted into the Third Sick Hall, his problem deteriorated; everything seems to lead back to the mental hospital.

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