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Chapter 112: Not That Awkward Either
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... heard a creaking sound.
Instinctively, he turned toward the source of the noise.
In his field of vision, a vividly red door—whether pushed by the wind or by someone inside—began to slowly open before his eyes, inch by inch.
The paint on the door seemed not yet dry; bright red liquid kept dripping down its surface, but eerily, not a single sound could be heard.
Peering through the slowly widening gap, the room inside was shrouded in cold darkness.
A corner ...
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