All Chapters of Delivery on New Year's Eve: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

"What are you standing around for? This is a huge payout. Hurry up and go!"The cheap cigarette's smoke choked me, making me gag uncontrollably as my blurred vision gradually cleared up.In front of me was a desk with peeling paint, overflowing with delivery receipts and ashtrays. Sitting behind it was a grease-slicked, heavy-set Dominic Flint, my dispatch manager, blowing clouds of smoke right at me.In that split second, my heart seized violently, as if hit full force by a sledgehammer.I wasn't dead?My last memory was still stuck on that freezing New Year's Eve, being stabbed to death on the spot by the victim's family.I hurriedly checked my phone for the time: December 31st, 2023, 9:30 p.m.I was reborn! I had returned two and a half hours before the crime took place!"Hurry up and change your clothes! Or do you not want to work here anymore?!"Dominic’s impatient voice snapped me back to reality. He grabbed a pile of clothes next to him and threw them into my arms like

Chapter 2

Seeing my firm stance, Dominic’s eyes darted back and forth as he realized hard tactics wouldn't work. Taking a deep breath, he switched to a warm, well-meaning expression, lit a fresh cigarette, and offered it to me."Elliot, look, I get that this request is weird. But rich folks nowadays all have their bizarre quirks. Maybe they're into cosplay or whatever."He lowered his voice, sweetening the deal. "But the money is real. The customer already transferred a grand as a tip. I'll throw in another thousand out of my pocket, plus there's a two-grand balance on delivery. That's four grand total for one trip!"That's more than you make in days of regular shifts, so what else could you possibly want?"Four thousand dollars to me, right now, was a massive fortune.However, I knew all too well that this four grand was blood money to buy my life!"I'm not—"Just as I was about to refuse completely, quit on the spot, and walk out, the phone in my pocket vibrated frantically.The name "

Chapter 3

The streets were deserted and bleak, lit only by the dim yellow glow of streetlights. Inside my head, thoughts spun in utter chaos.The freezing wind poured down my collar like sharp knives. Even though the black hoodie was thick, it did nothing to block the chilling dread creeping through my chest.I sped along on my electric bike, tearing down the road toward the suburbs as fast as the engine would take me.There were still nearly two hours left until midnight.That creepy, strict time requirement kept circling endlessly in my head.In my past life, I had arrived right at midnight. Back then, the victim was already dead, though her blood was still warm.If the customer insisted on a midnight delivery, did that mean the actual time of death was supposed to happen somewhere between 11 p.m. and midnight?The killer needed that specific window to commit the crime, so that I, the perfect scapegoat, could show up right on the dot at midnight to become the ideal eyewitness and prime

Chapter 4

I recoiled in shock, but forced myself to stay calm. "I already dropped it off at the front desk. The clerk is bringing it up to you right now.""Bullsh*t!"The voice on the line sounded ready to explode. "I haven't received a damn thing! And you didn't even follow the rules by wearing that black outfit and coming up here yourself! "I'm filing a complaint against you right now! Just wait until you get stuck paying that hundred-thousand-dollar penalty fee, you scammer!""Beep... beep…" The call cut off.I stood frozen in the center of the lobby, completely dumbfounded, as an ice-cold panic shot straight from my feet up to my spine.The front desk guy had literally just gone upstairs, and the elevator had stopped on the second floor. How could they not have received it?And more importantly... how did the caller know I hadn't gone up myself?Did they have a security camera on the door? Or was the customer watching me from inside the lobby?Instinctively, I scanned my surroundin

Chapter 5

Could the butterfly effect from my rebirth have altered the timeline? Or... had the killer simply not struck yet?"Officer, this..." I pointed into the room, stammering. "I swear I heard—""Heard what?!" the man cursed. "I've been sitting here watching TV all by myself! Who the hell is talking about murder? You must be insane!"Just as the officers began turning suspicious glares toward me, clearly preparing to lecture me for filing a false report—"Ah!!!"A desperate, agonizing scream shattered the silence, echoing from deep down the hall.It was a desperate, agonizing cry of impending death that pierced through everyone's eardrums and shattered the uncanny silence."Over there!"The officers reacted instantly, sprinting toward the source of the noise—Room 209!Room 206 and Room 209 were only two doors apart.The police rushed to the entrance of 209, only to see thick, crimson blood slowly oozing out from beneath the door frame, painting a horrifying picture."Police! Whoev

Chapter 6

Next to him, a girl wearing a bright red uniform timidly raised her hand. "Hi, yeah… I just stepped away to use the bathroom for maybe five minutes...""That's impossible! I literally handed him the cash!" I screamed.The detective let out a cold laugh and pulled up the lobby's security footage on the tablet.On the screen, an extraordinarily horrifying scene played out.The lobby was completely empty, except for me.I walked up to the counter and started talking out loud to thin air, waving my hands around as if holding a full conversation with an invisible phantom.Then, I placed a hundred-dollar bill on the empty counter and made a pleading hand gesture toward the empty space.Right after that, I picked up the takeout bag myself and, like a sleepwalker, turned around and walked into the elevator.And yet, the moment I stepped inside the elevator, the hundred-dollar bill left on the counter vanished into thin air!A bone-chilling wave of dread surged straight from the soles

Chapter 7

Right at that moment, the door to the interrogation room swung open, and a woman walked inside.It was Harper!"Harper!" I yelled in pure ecstasy. "You came! Quick, tell them! Tell them I'm normal, and that we're a couple!"Yet, as Harper stared back at me, her eyes were filled with nothing but cold unfamiliarity and terror.Shrinking behind the detective, she tremblingly pulled out her phone and played a video clip.On the screen was me.I was inside my apartment, screaming and shouting at nothing, punching and kicking the bare walls while yelling, "Harper! Don't be scared! I'll protect you!"And in that entire video frame, besides my crazed self, there was absolutely no one else."Officer..." the woman who looked identical to Harper sobbed softly. "I'm just his neighbor. He's suffered from severe delusions for a long time, constantly hallucinating that I'm his girlfriend and harassing me. I had no choice but to record this video..."Every single piece of evidence pointed tow

Chapter 8

A week later, I was released.The official reason cited was insufficient evidence, alongside a psychiatric evaluation stating I was in a state of "intermittent sanity".The second I stepped through the doors of the psychiatric facility, I headed straight for my apartment, eager to verify my hypothesis.However, before I could make it far, something heavy smashed into the back of my head, knocking me out cold.When I finally woke up, I found myself bound tightly to a rusted iron chair. A single dim bulb dangled overhead, throwing harsh shadows across piles of junk scattered around the room. The air was thick with the stench of oil and rust.It was an abandoned warehouse."Look who's awake."A familiar voice echoed through the dim space. Struggling to lift my head, I looked up to see four figures standing right before me.Dominic, Harper, that angry customer from Room 206, and... a man who wore my exact face!"You..." I stammered, completely stunned."What? Don't tell me you ca

Chapter 9

"What the hell are you laughing at?" Dominic stopped dead in his tracks."I'm laughing at how arrogant you all are," I stared straight into Dominic's eyes. "Did you really think that when I called the cops that night, it was just to stop a murder?"Dominic's expression darkened instantly. "What's that supposed to mean?"I let out a cold smirk. "It means your good times are over."Right on cue, the warehouse's heavy main doors were smashed open as blinding spotlights instantly illuminated every single dark corner of the room."Police! Nobody move!"A sea of heavily armed SWAT officers flooded the room, painting hundreds of red laser sights across Dominic and his three accomplices.Before Dominic could even lower the scalpel, a precise shot disarmed him. He let out a screech, clutching his shattered wrist as he collapsed to the ground.The body double who wore my face tried to bolt, but a SWAT officer tackled him hard into the concrete floor, grinding his face into the dirt and w

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