Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 240 Horror Prison

The dim light from outside came in faintly. So Winona could adapt to the darkness and see the scene.

In the shared room, everyone got up with their hands and heads hanging down. Winona could not see their expressions. But the surrounding air became cold for no reason, and those people looked like zombies in the doomsday.

Winona seemed to be choked by someone. She wanted to scream but could not. Her eyes were full of panic.

What do they want to do? Did Anthony bribe everyone in my cell to hit me to death at night?

At this moment, someone took a step.

Creak! This time, it was not the sound of turning over but the sound of bones grinding.

They were silent while walking, and the sound of creaking continued.

Winona tried to scream again but still could not make a sound. She inadvertently looked at the feet of one of them and suddenly found that the person was tiptoeing, just like Jean in the daytime. She was walking with her thumbs!

Winona’s pupils shrank sharply, and when she looked around, all the people were in this posture! Her eyes were full of fear, and at this moment, those people rushed over and bit her neck one by one!

“No! Don’t come here… Don’t…” Winona screamed and rolled over from the bed.

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Suddenly, the zombie cellmates who had torn her flesh and blood stared at her. The cellmate closest to her slapped her face. “It’s midnight! What are you screaming for? You’re so noisy!”

Winona covered her face with tears in her eyes. “Sorry…

Living here for so long, Winona had long obeyed her fierce cellmates.

Winona’s apology was not forgiven, and a strong woman who slept in the best position shouted, “Drag her to the toilet! Close the door!”

Winona’s hair

pain, and she kept cursing in her heart. Sure

locked. Winona could not open it.

She was pissed off. She just came to her senses that she was dreaming

Jean’s fault for

she was

of filth.

she pressed the flush button, but the toilet

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she could

yelled. No one answered

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so angry that she wanted to cry. How can

a shadow flickered outside the door. Winona quickly asked, “Who is

like she was standing at the door. Winona could only see a shadow, and the other party was silent.

Amber? Can you open

was Amber Mitchell, the kindest cellinate in the cell, but the other party still stood at the door without

suddenly

be? Why does she stand

it?” Winona

still did not speak, but the door creaked. It was like the sound of fingernails scratching on the

“Please! Open

door stopped abruptly. The shadow was gone

to see who was outside. Suddenly, an eye

the toilet. Her face turned pale, and she screamed for help, but no

dreaming… I must be dreaming…” Winona got up from the toilet. Her stomach was

from the faucet flowed to the

scared, and she was too stiff to raise her head.

That voice sounded again.