The next morning, I opened the bedroom door and saw Ghost Mother preparing breakfast.

Yesterday's events felt like a dream.

The breakfast was served on the table.

As soon as I saw it, I exclaimed in my heart, "Oh no!"

It was all meat, no greens.

"Hurry up and eat. Good children eat their breakfast," Ghost Father said, sitting across from me. Their eyes were dark voids staring at me, and their mouths still had that terrifying smile, with drool seeping from the corners.

If you're hungry, why don't you feed yourselves?

Don't force me to eat!

They looked at me, drooling as if they wanted to devour me...

"Um... I don't have an appetite today. Can I skip breakfast?" I asked tentatively.

"No, you can't skip breakfast," they replied directly.

Seeing that I still didn't touch my chopsticks, Ghost Father said, "Mom worked so hard to make the meal. If you don't eat, Mom will get angry."

As soon as he said that, I saw the hands of the clock on the wall spinning rapidly.

Like a countdown to death.

What should I do?

"Mom is very angry," Ghost Mother took out a knife and said, "If I rearrange your head, you'll listen obediently."

Hearing that, I was horrified.

Rearrange my head? Become like you?

It's not as easy as you make it sound!

At the same time, Ghost Father took out a red card, ready to hang it around my neck.

Run!

That was the only word in my mind.

I picked up Little Black and rushed outside.

It's relatively safe outside during the day, at least safer than staying at home now.

Wait, when I looked outside from home, it was overcast.

But why do I hear thunder and rain when I step outside?

"Where do you think you're running? Disobedient child," Ghost Mother had already opened the door, ready to come out.

No one told me that Ghost Mother could leave the house!

I hurriedly ran downstairs along the stairs.

Ghost Mother pursued me closely.

Due to the knees facing inward, Ghost Mother's running posture was extremely bizarre.

Due to the speed, it looked like she would fall apart while running.

According to the layout, I should have reached the first floor, but I didn't see any exit.

The staircase continued downward, leading to the basement.

Little Black struggled out of my arms and ran towards the basement.

Although the basement didn't seem like a proper place, since Little Black went there, I had no choice but to follow, even if reluctantly.

The basement had numerous doors.

Each parking space had a door flush with the ground.

What kind of horrifying opening method is this?

One of the doors opened, and a person with a fish head emerged from it, staring at me with the same expression as a fish would.

"Do you want to come in? It's safe inside," it moved its fish mouth and spoke in an emotionless voice.

I noticed it had a yellow card hanging around its neck.

[Yellow card holders are all liars!]

Naturally, I wouldn't go in, even if Ghost Mother was chasing me with a knife.

I followed Little Black to a shabby wooden door. Little Black barked at the door a few times and then tried to scratch it open with its claws.

Little Black wanted to open this door.

"I know how to do this, let me try," I said confidently as I grabbed the doorknob, but then I realized the door wouldn't budge.

"Did you make a mistake?" I asked Little Black.

Little Black continued desperately scratching at the door.

I could see Ghost Mother getting closer behind me.

"Why don't we run first and come back to open this door later?"

Little Black ignored me and kept scratching at the door.

"You brat, where do you think you're running?" Ghost Mother was getting closer to me.

At that moment, all the surrounding doors opened, and halfa dozen people with various animal heads emerged from them.

There was a lion, a tiger, a bear, a monkey, a snake, and even a crocodile.

They all stared at me with their animal eyes, showing no hint of friendliness.

"Grab that child!" Ghost Mother commanded, and the animal-headed figures lunged towards me.

I screamed and turned to run, but Ghost Mother's long, bony fingers grabbed my arm with a vice-like grip.

"Let go of me!" I struggled, trying to break free, but her strength was unnatural.

As the animal-headed figures closed in on me, I knew I had to do something.

With a surge of adrenaline, I mustered all my strength and kicked Ghost Mother in the shin.

She let out a screech of pain and released her grip on me.

I didn't waste a second and sprinted towards the door that Little Black was desperately scratching at.

The animal-headed figures were fast, but I managed to reach the door just in time.

I turned the doorknob with all my might, and to my surprise, the door swung open.

Without hesitation, I rushed inside and slammed the door shut, locking it behind me.

I found myself in a dimly lit room, filled with shelves and dusty old books.

There was a musty smell hanging in the air, and cobwebs covered the corners.

I took a moment to catch my breath and looked around, trying to make sense of my surroundings.

"Where am I?" I wondered aloud.

Little Black, who had followed me inside, sniffed around the room, tail wagging nervously.

As I examined the shelves, I noticed a book titled "The Secrets of the House."

Curiosity piqued, I pulled it out and started flipping through its pages.

The book revealed the dark history of the house and its previous occupants.

I learned that the house was once inhabited by a family involved in occult practices.

They had performed forbidden rituals and made deals with otherworldly entities.

As a result, their souls were trapped in the house, unable to move on.

The book also mentioned a hidden artifact that held the key to freeing the trapped souls.

If I could find and activate the artifact, it would break the curse and release the spirits.

But the book warned that the artifact was well-guarded and hidden in a secret chamber within the house.

It required solving a series of puzzles and riddles to unlock the chamber.

Feeling determined, I decided to embark on a quest to find the artifact and put an end to the haunting.

Little Black wagged its tail in agreement, as if sensing my determination.

We would need to be cautious and clever to navigate the treacherous house and overcome the challenges that awaited us.

With newfound resolve, I set off on my journey, ready to unravel the secrets of the house and bring peace to its tormented spirits.