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Li Wei POV

Li Wei looked around at his surroundings. The small dilapidated cottage on the beach front was fitting for a place to hide.

Slowly opening the door, he walked to the very back, and lifted the hatch in the tiny pantry, which sat in the corner, revealing a staircase.

The staircase to the creepy basement which had sat unattended for who knows how long.

It's quite ironic for a serial killer to be afraid of a dark, dripping wet, tiny basement.

Ok Li Wei, you got this, you are not stupid enough to actually be afraid right?

He thought wrong. It was so much more freaky than he had anticipated.

I'm never doing this again.

He thought to himself as he slowly made his way down the creaky wooden staircase.

Once he had found a light, he switched the rusty piece of plastic on, dim light flickering.

The ravenette sighed, sliding down to sit on the damp, old, creaky, wooden floor.