Lahat ng Kabanata ng Don't Rent A House Where Someone Died: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I did not actually find out how it felt to be stabbed to death, but when I woke up, I was gasping for breath. After a long while, I turned to look outside. It was dark. My heart gradually calmed. It had been just a dream. Knock. Knock. Knock. Suddenly, I heard someone knocking on my door. “Sir, did we bother you just now?” It was the voice of the wife next door. Her voice made me remember my dream: her face cut off, and the man hiding behind her… My heart sank, and I drew closer to the edge of my bed. “Sir, are you there? If we bothered you, I apologize,” the wife said again. For some reason, her voice was eerie. Knock, knock, knock… Knock, knock, knock… “You don’t have to apologize,” I said instinctively, and the knocking ceased. “Hehe...” I heard a soft chuckle. “You’re in there? Why don’t you open the door? I have something for you.” Her voice was soft and sickeningly sweet, and it made my skin crawl. It felt as though she was trying to confirm whethe

“What do you mean?” In the brief moment that I was taken aback by her words, she dragged me into the apartment and shut the door. Then, in a panic, she locked it. “When I knocked at your door last night, I was trying to save you.” Her words puzzled me. “Your husband is the one who hits you—” But before I finished my words, she covered my mouth. “Husband? What husband? Just come inside. It’s not safe at the door.” With my wrist in her firm grip, the wife hurried further inside the apartment. The layout of her apartment was the same as mine. I saw a memorial photo on the cupboard. It was exactly the same as it had been in my dream. Right beside the cupboard was the bedroom door. My legs trembled, and I stopped at the center of the living room. The wife walked to the memorial photo and touched it. Then, she wiped the glass clean. “My husband has been dead for two years, but he comes back every night to bother me. I’m sure that he’ll come today too.” She spoke w

“I was so close! So close to leaving! I’ve been trapped here for years, and I’ve had enough of this torture! If only you hadn’t turned to look!” The wife sounded as if she was at her wits’ end. I wanted to comfort her, but when I got closer, she grabbed my neck! “Since you’re the reason why I can’t leave this place, stay here and keep me company!” she hissed fiercely, and her hands tightened around my neck and suffocated me. She looked exactly the same as she did in my dream! She was definitely not human! Both of them were not human! Suddenly, the husband, who had been standing on the balcony of the third floor, showed up by my side and smacked the wife with the bat. She fell to the ground. The man held the bat in his left hand and grabbed my collar in his right, then he dragged me back toward the apartment. I winced in pain all the while and stumbled along as I tried to break free, but his grip did not loosen. When we got to the apartment building, the husband sudden

The wife cackled in a strange way and started crawling toward me. At that critical moment, I was so terrified that I fell on my behind. But the husband reacted quickly. He slammed the bloody bat against the wife’s face, and black smoke rose up wherever it touched her. “Go to the bathroom!” My legs felt like jelly, but with death literally crawling toward me, I had to get up and run to the bathroom. The floor was covered in soot, and I nearly slipped. The bathroom was dark and cramped. I could not see any light. When I got in, I heard the husband screaming in pain. Then, I heard someone rushing over to me. I could hear her crawling toward me. She was coming for me! I remembered what the husband had said. Once I entered the bathroom, I needed to shut the door tightly, so I was sealed in. But the wooden door of the bathroom had a crack in it. When I pulled it shut, it creaked. The sounds of someone crawling to me grew faster. I could not see what was coming at me i

“According to reports, a dismemberment case has been found at the slum area in the old town. The victim’s head was suspended from the ceiling. It seemed like the victim was involved in some sort of satanic ritual. Currently, the police are investigating the case and are urging people to stay vigilant. If you see anyone suspicious, please report to your local police station immediately.” While the news station broadcasted the news, the sun set. The fading light and the shadow in the cramped alley formed a stark divide between the light and darkness. A strange man with a severely hunched back walked into the shadow of the alley. He leaned heavily on the cane in his hand, as if something had snapped his back. When he crossed the line dividing the light and darkness, his shadow was reflected on the ground. The man’s shadow had an extra head, like something was sitting on his back. It appeared to be a woman.‘The ritual didn’t bring her back, but it brought me closer to her.’ The