Chapter 489: Burnt
After receiving this result, Izzy canceled her resignation in frustration. She must continue working for three months to support herself in the city for the rest of her life.
"I can only wait until the approval is obtained before I submit my resignation."
Izzy returned to the rental house, entered the bedroom, and locked the door.
Ever since her roommate disappeared, Izzy locked the door every time she returned to her bedroom.
She threw the application receipt and other information on the cabinet beside the bed, and then lay down on the one-meter-two-meter-wide single bed.
But as soon as she lay down, she sat up again.
"Phew, it's so hot. Why do you always feel so dry lately?"
Izzy sat up and pulled on her collar.
It was now late September, and the weather had turned from the previous hot weather to cooler weather, but she became even more afraid of the heat.
There seemed to be a fire burning in her body at any time, which made her upset.
Just when Izzy was thinking about taking a shower in the public bathroom, she suddenly heard strange noises coming from the next room.
It was like someone shuffling their feet next door, the soles of their shoes making a long, harsh scraping sound against the ground.
Izzy's hand shaking her collar stopped momentarily.
She didn't dare to move her body, and her eyes turned to the wall adjacent to the next door.
"What, what's going on? Why is there sudden movement next door?"
The walls inside the room here are relatively thin. In the past, if the movement was slightly louder, it might be heard by roommates.
But for the first time, Izzy heard footsteps that sounded like someone walking next door.
"Could it be that someone new has moved in and the landlady hasn't had time to tell me yet?"
Thinking like this, Izzy's stiff body gradually softened.
"Really, shouldn't you tell me before anyone else moves in?" Izzy's hand continued to pull the collar to relieve the heat radiating from the inside out.
Although she was a little impatient and unhappy, she stood up and prepared to meet her new roommate.
Although they may only have been together for three months.
However, as soon as Izzy stood up, the communicator in the corner rang.
This communicator is usually placed in the living room, but because Izzy is the only one living there now, for convenience, she put the communicator on the table in the bedroom.
When the pleasant ringtone of the communicator rang, the footsteps next door suddenly stopped.
Izzy didn't notice this and picked up the communicator.
"Hello."
"Izzy, the room next to you is rented out today."
It turned out to be the landlady.
She is said to be the landlady, but in fact she is only responsible for renting out the property, and the real owner is unknown.
"Well, I understand."
"Ah? You understand? Well, he should move in tonight, but he doesn't have the key. Since you are at home, open the door for him." The footsteps next door came again
. Ringed.
Izzy's hand holding the communicator was shaking a little, "You, you mean, he hasn't moved here yet?" "
Of course, if anyone else moves in, I will definitely tell you first.
" Ci said no more.
"Hello... hello?" came the landlady's confused voice. After getting no response from Izzy several times, the other party mumbled and turned off the communicator.
Izzy still held the communicator, frozen in place.
If it’s not the new tenant next door, then who is?
Her ears stood up like a rabbit, listening intently for the footsteps next door.
The kind of footsteps that drag on so long that it feels like you can't even lift your feet.
The voice came from behind the wall beside Izzy, walked toward the door little by little, and then...
"Squeak."
The door was well maintained and there was only a little sound when it opened. Normally, Izzy couldn't hear the sound, but today, for some reason, she heard it very clearly.
Then, she heard the footsteps approaching her bedroom door.
Under Izzy's frozen gaze, the door handle turned slowly.
Just like the day her roommate disappeared.
Exactly the same.
Izzy didn't dare to move, she was afraid that her movement would trigger something even more terrifying.
"My door is locked. People outside can't open it. If they can't open it, they will leave, right?"
However, the door handle that was only twisted a few times last time is turning faster and harder this time!
Several fixing screws visibly wobbled, and then the door handle turned faster.
The door lock and door frame made a high-frequency banging sound, which seemed to hit Izzy's heart!
Sudden!
The sound disappeared.
The door handle no longer turned, but rested loosely on the door.
"Are the people outside gone?" Izzy still clutched the communicator tightly, almost crushing the shell.
However, the distant footsteps that she expected never sounded.
"Is that person still standing behind the door?"
At this time, the communicator in Izzy's hand suddenly rang again.
Izzy's hand shook and she almost threw away the communicator. In panic, she originally wanted to press the close button, but accidentally pressed the answer button.
The landlady's voice came again.
"Izzy, your new roommate is here now. He can't open the door. So, I'll let him knock on the door and you open the door, okay?" Following the landlady's words, there was a "dang-dang-dang" knock on the door
. stand up.
Izzy turned off the communicator abruptly.
She heard a knock on her bedroom door.
Moreover, the message transmission would be delayed for a few seconds, and then the same knock on the door came.
"This must be a dream, right?" Izzy was already numb with fear. "If it's a dream, please let me wake up quickly." The knock on the door
only rang once and then became quiet, as if people outside were waiting politely. The girl opens the door.
"Yes, I locked the door so no one from outside can come in."
Izzy felt that her throat was so dry that it felt like it was burning. She really wanted to take a sip of water, but she still didn't dare to move.
Just when she couldn't help but turn around to look for the water glass on the table, she saw a dark figure in her peripheral vision, approaching the left side of her face little by little.
Someone from outside...came in? ! ! !
"Ah!!!!"
Izzy couldn't hold it back anymore and screamed, her voice almost piercing the door and window.
...
"Ah!!!!"
As soon as Thor was about to lower his head to check the evil spirit in his hand, he was startled by a scream from across the door.
"What's going on? Is there an evil spirit inside?"
Sol immediately reached out and gently twisted the lock cylinder of the door in front of him, pushed the door open and walked in.
In the room, Izzy leaned back limply, and Xiaozai was wrapped around her waist to prevent her from falling.
At this time, when Sol came in, Xiaozao raised his head and looked at Sol helplessly.
"Well, it's not your fault, it's just that she was too nervous." Sol recalled the situation when he first came to this room and comforted Xiaozao who was inexplicably aggrieved.
At that time, Saul came outside Izzy's rental house and used the "Silent Portal" to directly open the door. When he looked up, he saw a black shadow kneeling outside one of the doors.
If you look closely, you will see that the shadow is not kneeling, but a charred corpse. Because both feet have melted, it can only move a little bit by relying on its knees.
The other person also had no hands, and was pressing his uneven, equally blackened head against the handle of the bedroom door.
It was a new-born evil spirit.
Without saying a word, Thor swung out his tentacles from his palm, and almost cut the opponent in half as soon as he met him. Then he took out the round-bottom bottle that sealed the evil spirit and took the evil spirit that could no longer move inside.
As soon as he finished all this, he was startled by the screams in the room and almost broke the bottle he had just filled.
After comforting Xiaozao, Sol walked over and prepared to put the unconscious girl on the bed.
As a result, when he held the girl's wrist and tried to pull her up first, the resistance in his palm suddenly disappeared, and the arm that was exerting force was withdrawn.
Thor lowered his head, spread his palms, and saw that he was holding a wrinkled flesh-colored "glove."
On the opposite side, the skin of the girl's left hand, which was wrapped in small algae, began to break from her wrist.
But the body she exposed after losing her skin was like a burned corpse...
shriveled and charred!
Knock on the door and ask for a monthly pass!
(End of chapter)