That very night, Mr. Quaker was in a sour mood and gorged himself on food and alcohol with friends before heading home.

He was just strolling down a lane when someone leapt off the wall, smiling and waving at him.

"Are you crazy?" Mr. Quaker snapped at him, and strode past him.

"Wait! Let me show you my magic trick!"

The man cut him off, hiding his face with his hands while asking, "Guess what?"

"Fuck off!" Mr. Quaker ignored him and tried to walk past him again when that man lowered his palms.

Mr. Quaker flinched and immediately sobered up, dropping on his rear as he was left stunned.

After all, the man's face was suddenly rotting away when he removed his hands. Maggots were crawling out of his cheeks, while his left eyeball dropped out, landing just in front of Mr. Quaker!

However, the man suddenly disappeared.

"No, I must be drunk! I was just imagining it... There's no such thing as monsters!"

Even as he tried to convince himself that he was seeing things and started to forget, the man appeared when he reached his apartment compound!

"You're so slow!"

and Mr. Quaker looked down to see that

terror overwhelming him right then, Mr. Quaker bolted, only for the man to chase

floating too, while Mr. Quaker's screams resounded in

days later, near the entrance of Frankton Tower, Frank, Jada, and the others were just stepping out of the lobby as they were discussing BM

failed and Frank wiped out

was just the calm before the storm. He therefore instructed Jada to keep both eyes open, so that

he ran headlong into another man but quickly caught him, asking,

shook his head, and grabbed Frank's wrists as he sobbed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Frankton! Please forgive me

"Do we know each

course!" the man

if he should laugh or

tradition, Mr. Quaker had a

had dark circles under his eyes. Stubble grew all

toward Jada, who

Quaker was still begging, get it now! It's all

and Zangi, and

I'll also

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