Chapter 297 - Are You a Ghost? (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

Chen Ge hung up the phone and gripped the doorknob. With his right hand on the hammer, his left hand pulled the door open a sliver. The light filtered into the corridor, and the simple door seemed to split the world in two.

“Who are you looking for?”

There was a thin, lanky man standing at the door. His eyes were sunken, and his skin looked rough. He seemed tired.

“I came to give you a warning.” The man kept a fair distance from the door. “Don’t stay here overnight. If you have to stay within this residential area, do not stay on this floor.”

“Why?” Chen Ge wanted to hear what this strange man had to say.

“Don’t mind why. Just don’t stay here overnight.” He coughed twice and pulled his hand out of his right pocket to put over his mouth like he did not want people to hear him. He whispered, “Someone went missing on this floor before.”

“Went missing?” Chen Ge was reminded of the information given to him by the agent. The second tenant was an English teacher and mysteriously disappeared inside the room.

“Leave while you still can.” The man appeared like he had come to warn Chen Ge out of kindness.

“How do you know about all this? Are you also a tenant here?” Chen Ge exposed half of his body while he kept his hand that held the hammer behind the door.

“Yes, I live upstairs, and I overheard your conversation with yourself earlier.” The man was wearing a dusty jacket and kept both his hands in the pockets. He looked physically weak and teetered unstably. “I thought you’d leave in the end, but you ran into the room. You look like you’re planning to stay overnight, so I came to warn you.”

“Conversation with myself?” Chen Ge gulped. Other people would have start to panic by now. “Have similar events happened at this building before?”

“Yes, but normally people come during broad daylight. This is the first time someone has visited at night.”

“What happened to those people?”

“Some went mad, and others stayed as tenants. Then again, I’d say those that went mad got lucky. After all, the tenants either committed suicide or disappeared.”

“Went mad? Disappeared? Why are the endings so different?”

“There’s apparently a reason.” The man signaled for Chen Ge to come closer with his right hand, but Chen Ge did not follow his order. In the end, the man had to lean closer to Chen Ge to whisper, “I heard that those who went mad found this place through the actual agent while those that stayed as tenants called the ghost agent’s number.”

“Ghost agent?” Chen Ge was reminded of the girl’s voice who remained the same throughout their conversation, the only defining feature about her voice being the politeness. “What is a ghost agent?”

“This story began several years ago. There was a murder in this Room 304 next to you. The victim was a real estate agent, but even now, the murderer hasn’t been caught.” The man took in a deep breath and turned his attention upstairs. Other than Chen Ge’s room, every corner was shrouded in darkness, so Chen Ge had no idea what he was looking at.

After checking their surroundings, the man continued. “Ever since his death, this room has been vacant, but weird things kept happening. People would come to see the room, but when asked where they got the information, their answers would be different. Some said they saw it online, others said roadside advertisement, but some of them could not even remember how the information got into their mind.”

The man paused while he looked at Chen Ge with confusion. “By the way, how did you find out about this place? And… how did you get the key to the room next to Room 304?”