C145 Pale Face Man

I jogged the whole way and stopped after running a few meters. I turned around and looked behind me. The white-faced weirdo didn't follow me and didn't dare to believe that I could smell the ghostly scent on my body.

How terrifying! I could feel that he was definitely not human.

"There he is!"

The moment I turned my head, the white-faced man was standing less than ten meters away