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A Guest in a Ghost House

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Parts 26
Time 2h 40m

Reads 572
Votes 53
Parts 26
Time 2h 40m

horror psychology thriller

I've been receiving 3 creepy pictures in the mail every three days. After setting off to find the source, I found myself trapped living in a ghost house. The more answers I get, the more questions I have. What did I do to deserve this?All Rights Reserved

horror psychology thriller

26 parts

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IT'S HE

Our teacher has been missing for a few days, and the police have already come to the school several times to ask questions.I'm worried. The teacher has always been kind to me, almost like a mentor.When I got home, I told my mother about the situation. She gave a slight, almost distracted smile and said reassuringly, "Good people always find a way out."I want to believe that's true. A person like our teacher must be fine, wherever they are.But the next day, I made a chilling discovery: our teacher was in the basement of my house. Bound tightly, with clear signs of abuse all over their body.I didn't even have time to figure out what was going on.Just then, my mother came home.