Chapter 320 Don’t Use Your Phone at Night

Grace could not spare a moment to take a second look, as the elderly woman vanished in an instant, and she was swiftly pushed back onto the bed.

Quinnie scolded her angrily, “Gracie, don’t you care about your life? Who allowed you to get out of bed? Seems like you haven’t bled enough!”

Grace pursed her lips, choosing to remain silent

Late at night, in a rented room in a particular neighborhood, a young girl sat on the bed, swiping through her mobile phone when she suddenly sensed something peculiar.

Switching on the light, she rose from the bed and cautiously moved around the house, sniffing the air as she walked.

“Strange, where did the smell of dead mice come from…” she muttered to herself.

She swept the broom under the bed, only finding a few stray hairpins and coins that had rolled underneath.

There’s nothing here!” she concluded with a frown, shaking her head.

Then she sniffed the air once more, the odor had mysteriously vanished.

“It’s really strange,” the girl muttered to herself. “I’ll have to ask the landlord to come and take a look. another day.”

With that thought, she switched off the light and settled back onto the bed, engrossed in her phone.

Now and then, she burst into laughter, the glow from the phone’s screen casting an eerie light on her face.

Unbeknownst to her, a girl stood silently behind her, her head lowered and her hair covering her face. She gazed intently at the screen of the phone, mirroring the girl’s actions and occasionally flashing a grin of her own. Yet, the girl remained completely oblivious to the presence behind her.

“Recently, there have been reports at Olivine Temple saying that dolls made by Spring Friends were made of ashes…”

slight sense of unease. Late–night browsing often leads

videos titled “Do not watch this video

her. “Don’t watch it, -don’t watch it.

the end of the bed, practicing good health” habits by keeping

closed her eyes, ready to drift off to sleep, a peculiar odor wafted through the air–an unmistakable scent of decaying

out to adjust the air conditioner to a cool 18

degrees.

into her quilt, the chill in the air dispersing any lingering traces of the unpleasant odor.

in the coolness and gradually drifted off

the girl wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, but an unusual chill seemed to

sensation of coldness.

The initial coolness that provided relief gradually gives way to a perceived

out of bed as the alarm clock blared. Rubbing her eyes, she could

I should avoid using my phone at night and make sure to go to bed before ten o’clock!” she groaned.

of a good night’s sleep, she resolved to establish healthy sleep habits and

never kept her

her teeth and wash her face, and then she smelled the stench again.

opened the closet to change her clothes, the odor grew more

where could this dead mouse smell be coming from…”

source of the scent, and her gaze

wardrobe is of an antique design, and at its

the floor.

house, the landlord mentioned the presence of miscellaneous items in the closet

“There’s a dead mouse

she grumbled and called

for miscellaneous items was acceptable; she did not mind the

when it came to dealing with dead mice, they

planning to come and check out

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