old building

Chapter 2

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss..." In the early morning, I was awakened by a horrible cry in my sleep.

Recognizing that the voice belonged to the couple next door, I subconsciously thought that this was some new trick the two of them had come up with to play tricks on people.

So I pulled the quilt and covered it over my head, trying to block out the sound and sleep peacefully for a while.

But as if they were fighting against me, the shouting voice did not stop, and it sounded louder and louder than the other.

Like a rooster being strangled by the neck, waiting to be slaughtered, the crowing is really harsh and unpleasant.

The noise that the quilt couldn't block made me very irritable. I was seriously deprived of sleep and got up from the bed suddenly, my head was buzzing non-stop.

At that time, my eyes were dark for a while, but because of my anger, I insisted on supporting myself and walked out of the house.

Not sleeping well at night and being so loud during the day, I need them to be quiet and quiet!

I was close to the door, and was about to open it, but found that there seemed to be something strange under the crack of the door.

Under the old and old log-colored wooden door, there is a lot of black grease.

Even though there are also some on the ground, the color shouldn't be the same dark brown as dried paint.

There seems to be an abnormal dark red in it, and the traces are like water stains spreading.

The more I look at it carefully, the more I frown.

There seems to be another smell in the room that already has a musty smell, which is not very good.

Mixed with the damp and moldy air, the smell is like the smell of decaying corpses in the mass graves I saw when I was a child.

The screaming outside the door continued. I shook my head, which was dizzy from the strange smell, and pulled the door open.

Before I could see clearly what was going on outside, the otaku college student living opposite me had already let out a rough roar that seemed to knock the roof off.

"Die, dead man! Damn it, it's dead!" for he yelled, pointing in my direction with trembling fingers.

Amidst his frightened expression, I hurriedly lowered my head, "Whoah!" Seeing the situation in front of the door, I was so frightened that I also took two steps back.

The brown dry thing is nothing but blood!

And the origin of this blood is actually spreading from the woman in front of my door, leaning her body in a strange posture.

This woman's messy black hair covered half of her face covered with blood, and she leaned down on the ground motionless, with bloodstains all over her body. In the deep winter, she was only wearing thin autumn clothes and long trousers, with a slightly fat body. There are seven or eight bleeding wounds on the upper and lower feet.

The dried blood flowed out from this wound, and her body was completely stiff already.

"Xue Guan, did you kill someone?" The college student grabbed the door frame with trembling hands, his throat rolled up and down, and made a hoarse voice.

I panicked and wanted to explain, I had no idea what was going on.

The woman in the couple next door tilted her head and didn't know what she saw. She opened her mouth and screamed even louder, "Isn't this the tenant in the southwest corner downstairs, Old Chen's wife?"

As the woman's identity became clear, the couple took a few steps back.

"Yesterday, last night I seemed to hear you..." The otaku college student was talking in a low voice, and his body quickly moved backwards even faster.

I didn't miss the terrified expressions on their faces, even though I have the same expression now, before I could explain, "Boom!" Two loud doors slammed.

"Quick, call the police!"

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