Bamboo Grove by the Brook
  • Reads 305
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 58m
  • Reads 305
  • Votes 59
  • Parts 11
  • Time 58m
Ongoing, First published Sep 23, 2020
Nikki was walking alone towards the university library in the afternoon. She needed to go past a thick bamboo groove which always gave her an eerie feeling. This afternoon, however, the place was unusually quiet. Suddenly she heard a hushed muttering. Where was it coming from? Who was making this strange noise? How will this affect Nikki?
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