chapter 5 strange girl

At this time last night, a strange young girl knocked on the door and said she was looking for Alicia Miller.

At the same time today, someone knocked on the door again.

Bavo Jones and I looked at each other, walked directly to the door, and looked out through the peepholes on the door.

As expected, it was the nervous young girl again.

She's here again!

At this time, the girl was still knocking on the door, but did not speak.

I told Bavo Jones that she was the one who came to see Alicia Miller last night.

Bavo Jones was as upset as I was about getting out of bed, and said in an extremely unhappy tone: "You made it clear to her last night that there is no Alicia Miller here. Is there something wrong with her?"

After saying that, Bavo Jones opened the door directly, and I couldn't stop him in time.

The moment the door opened, my heart was in my throat. I always felt that once the door was opened, something terrible would happen.

But obviously I was overthinking it.

After the door opened, nothing terrible happened.

I saw the girl standing outside the door, with long black hair, a pure face, and a slim figure.

She was still dressed as last night, a long black dress and a pair of red high heels.

Even though nothing terrible happened, I still felt a chill.

I made it clear to her last night, why did she come again tonight?

Bavo Jones didn't think too much and asked angrily: "Who are you looking for?"

The girl's face was expressionless, her eyes seemed unfocused, and she said, "I'm looking for Alicia Miller. Is Alicia Miller at home?"

The exact same answer, even word for word from last night.

She seemed to be repeating last night.

Bavo Jones put his hands on his hips and said, "Beauty, you came here to ask last night. There is no one you are looking for here, so why are you here again?"

Still had the same reaction as last night, she stopped talking.

Bavo Jones's temper was more irritable than mine. He was anxious to go back to sleep and said, "Don't come here again. There is no one you are looking for here. Don't disturb others' rest."

After saying that, he was about to close the door.

But the girl suddenly stretched out her right hand and knocked on the door, preventing Bavo Jones from closing the door.

Her sudden behavior scared me directly.

Bavo Jones looked at her with confusion and frowned: "What on earth do you want to do? You are sick. If you continue to harass us, I will call the police. Do you believe it or not?"

The girl still didn't speak. She knocked on the door with her right hand and slowly raised her left hand.

I noticed that her skin was very white, whiter than the corpses that had been lying in the morgue for several days.

She raised her left hand and pointed in the direction of the master bedroom.

I subconsciously looked back at the master bedroom.

When I looked back, Bavo Jones had already closed the door forcefully, cursing.

"This woman must have a mental problem."

"But we're only staying here for one night anyway. Let's go back to sleep."

I quickly grabbed Bavo Jones and said, "How about we sleep in another room."

Why did that girl just point in the direction of the master bedroom?

Moreover, the cement shoe prints I saw before also disappeared at the door of the master bedroom.

The current homeowners and his wife also felt that there was something wrong with the master bedroom, so they came to our store to make trouble.

Although I don't believe in evil, the continuous weirdness always makes people feel uncomfortable.

So I want to sleep in another room.

"Brother, those couple just think there is something wrong with the master bedroom. If we don't go to the master bedroom, why are we here?"

Bavo Jones was speechless to me: "If we can't prove that the master bedroom is okay, not to mention the agency fee for this house, the reputation of our store will also be affected, and you will lose 10,000 yuan, the Second-in-command."

Without any explanation, he pulled me directly into the master bedroom.

This guy seemed heartless and the quality of his sleep was no worse than mine. He fell down and fell asleep.

I felt really uneasy, so after thinking about it, I got up and locked the door of the master bedroom, then went back to bed and continued to sleep.

If I was alone tonight, I would not dare to sleep in this room under any circumstances.

But there was a 1.8-meter strong man lying next to me, and I felt somewhat relieved.

Maybe it was because I drank too much before, but I fell asleep after a while.

There is a very strange state when people are sleeping. After being woken up by peeing, they think that they have already gone to the toilet, and even have the process of going to the toilet to pee in their minds, but in fact they have not gone there and still pee. Holding it in.

And I am in such a state now.

I don’t know if I was dreaming or already awake, but I suddenly heard the sound of ‘dengdengdeng’...

The sound was like someone walking in high heels.

But I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or if someone was really walking around the room.

My whole being is in a very chaotic state.

In addition to this voice, I heard another voice.

This sound was even stranger, like a cement worker using tools to paste up a wall, and this sound also rang in my ears.

Gradually, my consciousness became clearer, and I caught another voice, a voice that made my hair stand on end.

It's a TV!

The TV is on again!

I suddenly became excited. Just like last night, I sat up in fright and woke up instantly.

At this moment I discovered that I was sleepwalking again.

A TV program was playing on the TV in the living room, and the missing cement footprints reappeared in their original positions.

A chill suddenly rose from my back, like the cold wind blowing in the depths of winter, and pinned me to the sofa.

At this moment, I couldn't care less about my fear. My first reaction was to let Bavo Jones come and take a look to prove that I wasn't lying.

But soon I discovered an even more terrifying scene.

I saw Bavo Jones also sitting in the living room, me at this end and him at the other end.

He was sitting upright, his eyes closed, and he was holding the TV remote control in his hand.

He was 'watching' TV with his eyes closed.