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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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"Since we're already here…" Chen Ge walked toward the coffins.

"Calm down!" Master Bai grabbed Chen Ge. "Those are for dead people!"

He was a bit loud, and Ol' Wei came to stop both of them. "This place is off; we need to be very careful."

"The three rooms mentioned by the old lady should be these three coffins. She's not a living person, so for her, coffins are rooms." Chen Ge pried Master Bai's hand off calmly. "Is there something wrong with my logic?"

"The problem is…" Master Bai and Ol' Wei did not know how to communicate with Chen Ge.

After a long pause, Ol' Wei asked, "Aren't you afraid around these things?"

"Of course, I am, but fear is not going to help us in this situation, is it?" Chen Ge looked at Ol' Wei. "Don't let it get to you. Come help me."

The three walked to the coffins. They were roughly made, and they had a layer of dark brown coating. There was a light smell.

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