Apartment from Hell Chapter 4 (2/2)

“Sister Bing Er…” At this moment, her face is drowned in tears.

At the same time, near the elder’s house, there lives the middle age man who troubled Li Yin’s group earlier. He is called Yan Haotian, a very forthright man within the village, a fairly popular figure with quite a some influence over the other villages. As of now, he is unmarried and living alone.

“What was the Village Elder thinking…”

At this time, it is almost 12 o’ clock midnight. But Yan Haotian still finds it hard to fall asleep.

Logically speaking, it is almost summer, but he feels cold all over his body so he covers himself with an extra blanket. Even so, he continues to huddle and s.h.i.+ver in his bed.

All of a sudden, he feels a sense of wetness inside his blankets. He does not pay it much attention in the beginning, but later, he begins to feel like the whole blanket is immersed in water.

Yan Haotian immediately sits up and flips his sheets open. Without knowing when, his whole bed is completely soaked by water.

He immediately sits up. When his feet touch the floor… the floor is also submerged in water!

“What…What is going on?”

He begins to feel alarmed.

The room is very dark. Since there are no electric lights, he cannot distinguish directions at all. He has to feel his way forward. Since he has been living here for a long time, he is already familiar and does not knock against any furniture.

He touches the drawers and finds that the top is covered in water. He pulls the drawer open, takes out a kerosene lamp and a box of matches.

After igniting the lamp, he feels slightly more at peace.

It is now past 12 o’ clock midnight.

Time has pa.s.sed into the 7th day of June.

Yan Haotian walks out of the bedroom and checks the outside. He realizes that the amount of water acc.u.mulated on the floor is quite severe.

“Did it just thunderstorm?”

But outside the window, the bright moon hangs in the sky. Where was there a single trace of rain?

Soon, he senses that the water is dripping down from the ceiling.

Yan Haotian raises the kerosene lamp and takes a look. As expected, there is indeed water on the ceiling.

But… at the same instant as he sees this scene, his soul is almost scared away.

How…How is this possible?

On the snow white ceiling, there are actually rows of footprints being left behind! Footprints made out from water!

One can clearly see the five toes on each footprint. But how could anyone walk upside down on the ceiling.

Yan Haotian gathers his thoughts and bites his lower lip as he looks at the footprints on the ceiling. Those footprints even extend into his kitchen.

Although he was terrified, Yan Haotian still wants to see for himself. Maybe he can find some explanations behind this creepy phenomenon.

His whole body shaking like a leaf, he gradually walks towards the kitchen.

That kitchen is not very big so with one glance, he could see the entire room. There is no place at all capable of hiding a person.

Except for that big dish cabinet.

And the footprints on the ceiling, stretches unexpectedly to the top of the dish cabinet. And then moves to the wall that the dish cabinet againsts.

“This… is not possible.”

Yan Haotian raises the kerosene lamp high and walks towards the dish cabinet slowly. Every step he takes is like stepping on thin ice.

When he finally reaches the front of the cabinet, he grasps the dish cabinet’s door with his left hand and takes a deep breath.

“No… It has nothing to do with me… Li Bing, you killed yourself. I never harmed you so d-don’t come to bother me…”

Then, he abruptly flings open the door of the dish cabinet!

Under the glow of the kerosene lamp, what greets his eyes is–

Some neatly arranged bowls and soup spoons.

Everything is quite normal.

“Haaa—”

Yan Haotian feels as though he is about to pa.s.s out before eventually relaxing a bit. After all, he is only scaring himself.

But what is happening with the footprints on the ceiling? Is someone playing a prank? But there is no one in the village who has a conflict with him. Also, with only the water dripping from the footprints, can there be so much acc.u.mulated on the floor?

Anyways, he has to scoop out the water first. Otherwise there is no way for him to sleep.

Thus, he shuts the dish cabinet’s door and decides to begin scooping out the water with a washbasin.

But precisely at that instant the door was about to close completely…

A hand without a trace of the colour of blood reaches out from within the cabinet and holds the door open!

Faster than Yan Haotian can respond, another hand reaches out and grabs onto his neck. Following that, the door opens fully and the body of Yan Haotian is dragged into the cabinet!

The dish cabinet door slams shut heavily. For a long time, nothing happens. Instead, the acc.u.mulated water soaks into the ground as though it is being absorbed before disappearing entirely.

A gust of wind comes this way, blowing the cabinet door open again. Inside, there are only the same old bowls and soup spoons, arranged in neat rows.

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