Summer, hot night.
I was playing computer games attentively, and suddenly my neck was held against a cold object.
“Don’t make any noise,” the person behind said.
I turned my body, and in front of me were two big men, one of whom was holding a dagger on my neck.
“Brother, I want to borrow some money to spend.” The laughter of the guy who looked like the boss was full of danger.
“You can take whatever you want in this room, but keep your voice quiet and don’t disturb her.” I looked worried and afraid.
The other party was stunned for a moment: “Your house is so big. I have looked for it just now. There is no one but you.”
I made a silent gesture with my right index finger, and carefully said softly: “You don’t understand the history of this house. It is said that there used to be a couple living here, and then the husband cheated and killed his wife, and he himself went crazy. The police searched the whole house and found no body. Do you know where he hid the body?”
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The story that the boss told me obviously has Interest: “Tell me, where are you hiding?”
I stretched out my right finger and pointed at a wall not far from the east, and said with lingering fear: “People are rumored that husbands laid the corpse Into the wall. Because every night, the neighbors can hear the sound of smashing the wall from this room.
“Papa–” I was stunned, this is not just from The sound from my mouth is the sound from the wall. Something is really smashing the wall!
The two robbers turned pale and started holding the dagger. Trembling. The younger brother said with a trembling voice: “Big brother…Let’s go elsewhere! This room might be really evil. “
The boss shivered, and calmly said: “Okay, let’s change the house.” “Speaking of them, the two of them escaped from the door lightly.
I laughed, now the robbers are so cheating.
Yes, there are no corpses at all. I made up the story. I am not the real master here, but a thief. I found out that the house was left empty when I was robbed last year. As for the sound on the wall, that It’s just the machine I placed at work. In this way, I scared away many robbers who broke in.
I took out the remote control from my pants pocket and pressed the close button. But it continued, and the sound of “Papa Papa” became louder and louder. Is the remote control malfunctioning?
I immediately became nervous, if I disturb others, wouldn’t my identity be necessary? Suspected? I immediately took the sledgehammer and walked towards the wall.
With a “bang”, I smashed a big hole into the wall, and I was stunned when I saw what was inside.
The dust dissipated, revealing a black figure, dry skin, and dead gray face, with two white eyes glaring out half of their sockets.
“Suffocated me!” She exhaled and pinched my neck.
I gradually lost consciousness, and suddenly remembered one thing: When I go to bed at night, I can always hear the strange sound of “rustling” inside the wall. I always thought it was a mouse. Now think about it, it’s actually the sound of someone crawling and rubbing against the ground.