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'‽"
I present to you a comedy-horror novel. With gore that isn't taken seriously and characters that will take the most serious situations, and act utmost childish. Thus, this is a light-hearted story with a mid setting. I promise this will get better, but updates will be unpredictable, because I'm currently a freshman at highschool. But, I shall try my endeavours best to bring out a breath taking story with a relatable cast.