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'‽"
Mind. Officially. Blown. This book has just the right amount of mystery and suspense to leave you at the edge of your seat, biting your nails as you continue to read each chapter. There are few thrillers and horror stories that can capture my interest, and this is one of the few that has. Can't wait to read more, well done author. Each plot was well constructed and arranged, the description paints a clear image, and your writing quality is perfect. I definitely recommend this book.