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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The students in the school ran like crazy, but where could they run?

Hiding was merely delaying the final ending. The monsters from the red city did not need the school's consciousness, so everything was nutrients for them to consume. The school gate slammed against the walls, which collapsed under the weight of the briars. The man's left foot stepped into the school, and the blood fog pooled behind him like a wave.

"This is much simpler than anticipated." Fog covered his entire body so that only a blurry figure could be seen. His head slowly moved before turning to look at the blood mirror above his head.

"Every Specter behind the door is creating hell; only you would create a heaven." There was a trace of mockery in the man's voice. "But if you'd seen true heaven, you wouldn't be abandoned behind the door."

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