Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
“The glare of the dead will never disappear. My friend became a corpse, but she still remembered me because she kept staring at me. My parents would move around the bedroom at night. Sometimes, they would both stand beside my bed. Their expressions made me think that they were strangers. They seemed to have my dead friend’s face.” The man hugged his head. He didn’t dare to sleep. Once he closed his eyes, he would see those ghosts. “I tried to save myself. I went to my friend’s home and entered her bedroom. It was then that I realised she had been loving me for a long time. She even had my childhood photos. Her room was covered in my pictures in different poses. I took her as my best friend, but I was only her toy. On her computer, I saw the videos she took. She had been tailing me before I even knew her. The paparazzi idea was merely her way to satisfy her perversion.” The bloodshot eyes filled with pain and guilt.
“Your friend liked to stalk, and you liked to be stalked. You two are perfect for each other.” Xuan Wen didn’t show pity for the man.
“I only treated her as a friend.”
“You should have more than one such friend, right?” Xuan Wen saw through the man’s heart. “Can you tell me how your friend died?”
Sitting on the bed, the man’s expression became more painful. He shook his head, refusing to think about this further.
“You won’t tell us. Is it because you are related to her death? Did you kill her? Was she your first kill?” Xuan Wen picked up the handcuffs at the corner of the ward. “Just how many people you’ve killed to be detained when you’re in ICU?”
Everyone related to this man appeared to have died, but he was still alive. That was very suspicious.
“I can’t remember! That’s all! Certain things happened in the nightmare. They had nothing to do with real life!” The man became agitated. “I’ve never killed in the real world. I haven’t done anything over the line. I am the victim! They are the ghosts!”
“Calm down. Then, tell me. What have you done in the nightmare?” Xuan Wen didn’t come to any conclus
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