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'‽"

I Fix Air-Conditioner · 灵异恐怖

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You Sure You Want to Challenge the Most Difficult Scenario? (3 in 1)

編輯: Millman97

"I also do not understand why our comedy broke records for horror films, but I swear we meant to produce a comedy from the very beginning," Chen Ge said with a bitter smile.

As the saying goes, one aims for the goose but hits the gander.

The original author had died and become a ghost, but he was very satisfied with Chang Gu's short and said that Chang Gu had captured the essence of his work. The original author was satisfied, the director was satisfied, the audience was satisfied, and the film and television company was satisfied; everyone was satisfied. As strange as Chen Ge felt this whole thing was, he had slowly learned to accept the truth. "Director Luo, the short that we uploaded is just a compressed concept short. If your friend wishes to cooperate with us further, we can sit down and talk about it."

"I believe that is his intention. I will give you his contact information in a minute. You guys can discuss this among yourselves."

"Thank you."

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