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 · Horror

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1215 Chs

My Canvas Broke

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

A heart raced, and the sound of beating came from the chest. It was cold, painful, and hard to breathe. The mouth opened, and the smell of blood was solidly stuck in the throat. "This is the memory I've lost? This is the taste of memory?"

Voices like this echoed around the school. Broken monsters came out from all corners of the school. Their eyes were filled with venom as they cried and roared. The mirror that loomed over the school had more cracks. As more students regained their memory, the mirror got more out of control.

The mirror was made from the students' memories and consciousness. A human's negative emotion and forgotten memories became the ghosts' power behind the door, and it was them who made up the school's consciousness, something that was beyond a Red Specter. The school's consciousness had been protecting the school, but that day, due to Chang Wenyu's betrayal and many other reasons, it suffered unprecedented damage.

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