C127 Chapter 127

The narrow alley reeked of dead rats. Filthy, murky water pooled along the ground, thick and sticky like it had been mixed with something, making the whole place even more nauseating.

Up ahead sat a run-down house. A cold, sinister presence seemed to hang over it, and from inside came a skin-crawling creak… creak… creak.

Xia Miaomiao lived there, staring at a battered little TV