“I’ve asked for help before…” Li Jiankang chuckled bitterly, “There was one organization that approached me and informed me that they would take over this matter, and that I should move away as soon as demolition works commenced. However… it’s been a year, and they still haven’t commenced the works at all…”

Qin Ye nodded his head, “Go on.”

Li Jiankang finally took a sip of water.

He lifted his mask. His lower lips were pale and devoid of any colour of blood. He coughed dryly and continued with a hoarse voice, “Jingle Bells vanished completely ever since that fateful incident.”

“I thought that this was the end of the matter… and so I refurbished my home. It’s not that I didn’t want to leave. Rather… I just don’t have the financial capability to relocate.” He sighed wistfully, “I had no other choice but to remain in this horror house… day by day, enduring the terrors that hid in the shadows…”

“Whenever night fell… I would always feel as though something or someone were watching me. It’s almost as though it were looming just over the head of my bed… I’m certain that it’s there after midnight…” He shuddered vigorously once more, “It just stands there, silently watching me… I struggled so much to open my eyes, yet I was simply powerless to do so…”

“It’s an apartment large enough to accommodate only a single person… yet I’m not the only one there! Do you...