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!"

man pointed at his legs, and Mr. Quaker looked down to

then, Mr. Quaker bolted, only for

while Mr. Quaker's screams resounded in the apartment, as if

days later, near the entrance of Frankton Tower, Frank, Jada, and the others were just stepping out of the

wiped out their safehouses,

instructed Jada to keep both eyes open,

ran headlong into another man but

and grabbed Frank's wrists as he sobbed, "I'm sorry,

"Do we know

man

if he should laugh

medicine practitioners while being ignorant of his family's tradition, Mr. Quaker had a stalwart physique

his eyes.

turned toward Jada, who was smiling

get it now! It's all my fault-please, just forgive me! I promise to

Zangi, and

I'll also

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