Chapter 93: Gathering Darkness
“Grandma, it hurts! I won’t disobey you again, so please let me go!”
“Grandma, why are your hands so wrinkly? Grandma, don’t pull on my braid, I’ll walk with you, it hurts when you grab me ah!”
“Don’t scream, child. Your tongue looks good. Don’t talk too much. If that tongue of yours gets dirty, it’ll be no good when washing it later. Come home with grandma, grandma will give you stew to drink!”
Outside the room, a sudden spell of cruel and odd laughter mixed, letting anyone’s hair stand on end by just hearing it.
The farmhouse the four people were hiding in was remote, but on this rare night, the moon and stars were dark, and all kinds of ghosts and goblins seemed to go out of their houses, beginning their wanton-killing spree.
Advertisements The people, who have long turned into human skin ghosts, still kept their human facades, putting on airs while wandering around the small paths. From time to time, the ghosts would walk by the side of the farmhouse, letting them all be only separated by a thin wall.
Outside the house had long been turned into hell on earth.
It was difficult for the remaining survivors in the village to escape tonight.
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