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In the dead of night, muffled moans of passion drifted from the neighboring dorm room.
Fed up with the noise, I tagged the couple in the school's group chat: [Hey the couple next door, can you keep it down a bit?!]
The guy quickly replied: [Already slit her throat. She definitely won't be making any more noise.]
He even sent a picture.
In the image, the woman's neck was slashed open, the bed drenched in a gruesome pool of blood.

Late Night Campus Throat-Slitting Incident

Daisy, Scarlett, and the other girl were all her lackeys.


During the day, while I was at work, she ordered my colleague Daisy to torment me.


At night, when I returned to my dorm to rest, she had Scarlett live in the room next door.


Scarlett wasn't a student at our college.


She was a student at a nearby technical school and usually worked in nightclubs.


As a result, Scarlett often attracted unsavory men.


Sometimes, those sleazy guys from the streets would mistake the dorm number and barge into my room.


Every night, I could hear the most disturbing sounds.


So, I had long since developed the habit of locking my door.


But despite all my precautions, something still happened to me.


A few days ago, Daisy used a key to open my dorm room, barged in to drink water, and left without closing the door.


Then, one of the street thugs looking for Scarlett stumbled into my room.


I held a fruit knife to my own throat, begging them to spare me on pain of death.


Chapter 9