That very night, Mr. Quaker was in a sour mood and gorged himself on food and alcohol with friends before heading home.

He was just strolling down a lane when someone leapt off the wall, smiling and waving at him.

"Are you crazy?" Mr. Quaker snapped at him, and strode past him.

"Wait! Let me show you my magic trick!"

The man cut him off, hiding his face with his hands while asking, "Guess what?"

"Fuck off!" Mr. Quaker ignored him and tried to walk past him again when that man lowered his palms.

Mr. Quaker flinched and immediately sobered up, dropping on his rear as he was left stunned.

After all, the man's face was suddenly rotting away when he removed his hands. Maggots were crawling out of his cheeks, while his left eyeball dropped out, landing just in front of Mr. Quaker!

However, the man suddenly disappeared.

I was just imagining it...

things and started to forget, the man appeared when he reached his

"You're so slow!"

his legs, and Mr. Quaker looked down to see that

terror overwhelming him right then, Mr. Quaker bolted, only for the man

Mr. Quaker's screams resounded in the apartment,

Frankton Tower, Frank, Jada, and the others were just stepping out of the lobby as they

attempt failed and Frank wiped out

the storm. He therefore instructed Jada to keep both eyes open, so

another man but

as he sobbed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Frankton!

frowned. "Do we know each

man

unsure if he should laugh or cry-it was none

tradition, Mr. Quaker had a stalwart physique and brimming vigor that

he seemed to have lost ten pounds and had dark circles under his eyes. Stubble grew all over his face, and his clothes were a mess, giving him the appearance of a lunatic Frank turned toward Jada, who was smiling

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