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... corridor, a repressed and dull knocking sound rang out. It had no echo and was bizarrely strange, each knock as if hammering on one's heart, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
The one knocking in the darkness was an old man in a retro long gown. The old man had been dead for quite some time, his skin shriveled and covered in livor mortis, his pair of eyes hollow and numb, devoid of any emotion.
"Thump, thump thump"
The knocking continued, the door of the rental room ...
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