The Strongest Terror System

When Dean said this, his mood suddenly became very broken, and he clutched his head uneasily with both hands. Both Xia Feng and Tina could see that Dean felt both grief and guilt for Richard's death.

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Of course, there is more fear.

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Originally, Tina and Xia Feng were still some distance away, but at some point, the two of them were already shoulder-to-shoulder.

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Xia Feng could clearly smell the faint scent of perfume on Tina's body, as well as her slightly heavy breathing in panic.

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"So a policeman has died? So what happened next?"

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Xia Feng didn't give Dean too much time. The earlier he asked about the matter, the earlier he could solve it.

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"Yes, Richard is dead, I saw his head roll out of the room, I screamed and ran away.

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I escaped a long way all the way, and then I came back to my senses, and then called the police.

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After that, I came back here with the police.

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My bedroom is full of blood from Richard's body, blood splatters all over the walls, and in my bed there's a bunch of shards from the coffee pot

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Richard's body stretched out his arms and lay on the bed, as if he wanted to embrace the fragments of the bed.

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The police felt that I was the most suspected of committing the crime, but they did not find any meaningful clues at the scene for him to solve the case.

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No murder weapon was found, nor did I get any blood stains on my body.

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Because the case was rather strange, the FBI was also alerted. They sent special personnel to collect it. Without their promise, I was not allowed to leave Los Angeles.

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I told them the whole story. Although they didn't make fun of me like Richard did at the time, I didn't read any trust in their eyes either.

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Someone died in my family, and they died so strangely, I suddenly lost the courage to continue living here.

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I want to move elsewhere as quickly as possible.

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That night, the police and the FBI repeatedly collected evidence at my house, so I drove the car and found a hotel to rest.

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In my heart, I was thinking, why does the devil insist on holding on to me, and whether it will deal with me the same way it dealt with Richard.

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In short, my head was very messy that night, and my heart was still very frightened.

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I just felt that the head on my neck didn't belong to me at all, but belonged to someone else.

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There is a feeling of being taken away anytime, anywhere.

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I thought that this night, I would lose sleep because of fear, but this was not the case. After lying down on the bed for a while, I fell asleep in the dark.

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I don't know how long I slept, but I only heard some voices in my ears.

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The sound of "crashing" seemed to be the sound of water, and it sounded like something like jelly bean marbles was spilled on the ground.

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I don't know if I'm dreaming. At that time, I couldn't open my eyes, and I was reluctant to open them.

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Until I heard a series of footsteps walking towards me slowly from the position by the door.

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The reason why I care so much about this sound is because it is a footstep sound that only men's leather shoes can make.

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Short heels, and women walking on high heels aisle, are two completely different voices.

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I woke up from half asleep and half awake in an instant, but my body couldn't move at all.

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She desperately wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't.

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At this moment, the footsteps suddenly stopped, and they stopped at the head of the bed.

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"If you don't obediently go back tomorrow, I'll take your head off and stuff it into the toilet."

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I remember very clearly, that was what the thing said at the time.

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He warned me that I would go home whether I wanted to or not.

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Just when I wanted to beg for mercy and pray to God to let me go, I suddenly found that the eyelids that seemed to be stuck with glue before became a little loose at this moment.

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So I tried my best to open my eyes, tried my best to open my eyes a little bit, trying to see exactly what was standing beside my bed.

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But, contrary to expectations, I only saw one pair of shoes.

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Because the light in the room at that time was very dark, it can basically be described as a piece of black paint, so I am not sure whether it was a pair of green leather shoes, or black, or a pinch of color.

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In short, the only thing I can confirm is that the other person's feet are wearing leather shoes. ,

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When I wanted to try to raise my head, I felt a chill on my face, and then the endless chill penetrated into my body through the pores on my face.

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I was so excited that I shivered, and then my consciousness became blurred again, and I didn't know anything about the rest.

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When I woke up the next day, it was past ten o'clock in the morning. I went to the bathroom to wash up and found that the ground was covered with dark red blood. After the experience, thinking of the warning that that thing gave me last night, I didn't dare to stay in the hotel at all, so I had to bite the bullet and go back home.

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Fortunately, after a night of evidence collection, whether it was the police or the FBI, all the clues they could find were found, so they didn't stop him from going back.

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Although Richard's body has been taken away by the police, there are still many bloodstains that smell fishy in the bedroom.

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I didn't clean it up too much, so I just changed a sheet, wrapped the cracked coffee pot fragments, trying not to leave even a trace, and then threw them into the trash can outside.

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For the next few days, I could hear strange noises from all over the house every day.

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Sometimes it's downstairs, sometimes it's downstairs in the basement, and sometimes it's even more terrifying, because even when I sleep under the bed, I can hear it like someone's hiding The one below is whispering.

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And there is another thing that makes me feel very scary, that is, there are some bloodstains on my sheets, quilts, even washed dishes and forks.

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The blood stains gave off a faint odor. No matter how clean I brushed it the night before, it would still be stained the next day.

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The day before yesterday, I couldn't take it anymore, so I thought about trying to leave the house.

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As a result, as soon as I stepped out, I received another text message threatening me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I think it was from that thing. It said that if I dared to leave, he would kill me immediately.

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I really don't know what it is going to do, but I dare not disobey its orders.

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But when I stay here by myself, I always feel that I can hear the footsteps from death approaching from time to time.

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And last night, I was so frightened that I fainted.

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It was about 2:00 a.m. when the sound of the kettle boiling suddenly came from the kitchen. When I walked in nervously, I saw a pot full of boiling water, boiling under the scorching flames.

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So I thought again, what that thing said to me at first.

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It said that it would cut the flesh from my body piece by piece, then throw it into a pot and cook it, filling the whole room with the smell of meat from my corpse!

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The boiling water in that pot looks like it was prepared for killing me. ”) Download Free Reader!!