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... he Haunted House like a blanket.
Suddenly, a weird sound like someone was sawing something shattered the peaceful quiet. In the staff breakroom, Chen Ge’s eyes slowly peeled open. He glanced at the phone—it was 1:10 am.
He turned to bury his head under the pillow, but the weird sound kept drilling itself into his ears.
Am I dreaming? Who is making all that noise?
Every single prop in the Haunted House was hand-made or upgraded by Chen Ge, so he kn ...
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