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January 19, 2022
2: 40 AM

My lungs almost burst due to my loud and violent breathing when I got to my room. It's just... feels weird today. My  sleepiness disappeared because of that. Wtf, we're living just behind a graveyards. I... I want to scream. That's the third time I felt scared.



I plopped myself down on the beany bag near my bed.  I closed my eyes harshly and opened them after a moment. I need to talk with Gretel and Chad.



I look at the screen of my phone and checked if the signal is stable.



Nothing, still.



I looked at the ceiling and stared at it.  I was startled when there was a loud knock on the door near where I was sitting. What the fuck.



I sigh calmly when I saw Gretel and Chad's face looking at me with boredom. Gretel sat at the floor beside me. Chad is laying on the bed.



"Dude, we're calling you. You don't answer the phone." Chad said.



"It's just, there's no signal." I said with a scared face. I give my phone to him.



"Huh? Your signal is good bro. You okay?" He wears a worried face. I shook my face.



I let them see the picture. Their mouth almost fell and they look at each other.



"That's creepy. I think we have to cancel this case." Gretel said and she sighed.



"The time's almost out. We just have 2 days left. We'll finish this." I said.



Chad touched my shoulder and closes to us. He says something with a silent voice.



" We have to check this place. You noticed the middle aged woman in the last door? We never see her in a day, but at night she's active. It's weird right?"



I nodded and hold their shoulders.



"We can do this because we're the Three Musketeers."



"The fuck Kyle." Gretel snorted.




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