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Chapter 13 (Peachland)

Chapter 13

Ye Nianchu's face tightened as she stood up. The sound of her chair moving felt unusually loud in the quiet room.

She looked at the boss, took a deep breath, and saw him holding a shiny kitchen knife. His eyes were completely black, with no visible pupils, and his smile stretched unnaturally to his ears.

Ye Nianchu then noticed that inside his mouth was just a black hole—no human features at all.

No wonder she hadn't noticed him approaching. That’s it. This isn’t even human!

She carefully moved backward, creating distance while keeping an eye on her surroundings. The boss, who seemed to be wearing a mask of human skin, looked more like a ghost.

The boss just stared at her with a look of deep resentment, not making any other moves. Even though it was still daytime, the gloomy weather made things feel unsafe.

Ye Nianchu needed to find a chance to escape. She glanced towards the door, hoping for a quick getaway.

Suddenly, the boss's lips started moving, mumbling something that wasn’t a human voice—it was hoarse and noisy.

But Ye Nianchu clearly heard the number "7."

Not that number again.

The figure from the night before and the photo had the same number. What does this number mean? Will seven people die, or is it something else?

Ye Nianchu didn’t have time to think about it. The boss was in the shadows, raising the knife as if hesitating.

She didn’t show her fear, but she was bracing herself inside. Her strength was almost depleted; she couldn’t run much and had no energy.

If she had more strength, she wouldn’t be so scared. She had props, but if they were disposable, it would be a waste to use them now.

Then, a faint ray of sunlight broke through the clouds.

The boss, holding the knife, hesitated, his next move stalled, as if concerned about something. Ye Nianchu noticed the open window and realized something.

The boss had been in the dark because of the clouds, showing his true self. Maybe that’s why he was so different.

But even during the day, he had limits.

Ye Nianchu took a bold step toward the door. The boss tried to stop her but then backed away, looking anxiously at the changing light outside with a deep fear in his black eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Nianchu wasted no time and ran out of the restaurant. In critical moments, talking too much is a mistake.

She ran a bit further before looking back. The boss hadn’t followed.

But what happened next was even more terrifying than the boss chasing her with a knife. The weak light was again covered by thick clouds, and the sky over Daiyong Town seemed to split in two. The alley where Ye Nianchu was suddenly darkened like night.

The silence was horrifying, the wind carrying a spooky tune, and the scene was bone-chilling.

The boss stood at the restaurant’s entrance, waving goodbye with a strange smile.

It wasn’t just the boss; there were others!

The houses in the alley were all two-story wooden structures, and now about seven or eight windows on the second floors were open.

People stood at every window with unnaturally pale faces and intense black eyes
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