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'‽"

Millman97

My House of Horrors

Lonelytree

Daoist6fubtiW

"413? This number is familiar. I think I saw it on the paper notes around the ghost baby." Lan Dong took out the ring of keys from his pocket. "A student saw the ghost baby in the corner of the stairs when he was going to Room 413, so if one of these keys can open the door, then it can indirectly prove that my analysis so far is correct."

"The red light that just entered the room hasn't come out. If you go in now, you might run into it." Muscle had been the first to discover the red light, and he advised the man softly.

"We've been here for so long, but we haven't seen any Haunted House workers. It's about time for us to meet." Lan Dong pushed on his black-rimmed glasses. His dark eyes were hidden under the thick glasses; no one could tell what he was thinking. "There are four of us and one of them. We can block them inside the room and give the viewers a chance to see what a worker here looks like."

Fog in a Young Man's Life