I Fix Air-Conditioner

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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My House of Horrors

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"Boss! Mr. Han! Look behind us!" Xiao Du ran to the rest of the group. He gasped for air, and his face was white.

"Behind us?" Guo Miao looked behind them, and the long corridor did not have anything weird in it.

"The mannequins! The mannequins are chasing after us!" The scream from Xiao Du caused the group, which had walked several meters into the Third Sick Hall, to stop moving again.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Song An asked Xiao Du softly as his body moved closer to Guo Miao.

"I'm sure! They really did move!" Xiao Du gasped for air. "Come take a look for yourself. Those mannequins were at the end of the left corridor earlier, right? But now, they've reached the point between the two scenarios!"

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