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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In the fleshy corridor, the organs pulsed inside the wall, various vessels crossed the ceiling, and occasionally, blood would seep through. Compared to when Chen Ge first entered the place, the world behind the door started to change like a sleeping person slowly waking up. Walking down the hall, Chen Ge heard the conversation between two people coming out of Morgue No. 7.

"I hear the experiment failed again."

"Yes, they're all dead. No one survived to leave that room. It's so scary. I hope it's never my turn."

"You wish, I predict we'll be part of the next batch. Did you realize there have been a lack of newcomers lately?"

"I did. Perhaps that's the reason the experiments are getting more frequent—something has happened outside."

"Actually, I pity that body. Loved by a madman and has to endure the torture even after death, never to acquire actual peace."

"Shush, that is not something we can discuss. Focus on the work."

Am I Dead?