Kara was at a loss. Picking up the ball shouldn't take long, right?
Being pulled up by Boa to the attic on the fourth floor, Kara felt more and more strange as she walked deeper.
Why was there so much dust, and looked very gloomy and scary.
"Boa, where did you throw the ball to?"
Boa tiptoed, took out the key, and opened a door, letting Kara in, "I used to play here, the ball is left here."
Kara frowned and walked into the dark room.
She wondered, "How could a five-year-old child like her come to this kind of dark place to play?"
"Boa, why don't you turn on the lights?"
"Because there are no lights here!"
Boa replied innocently. While speaking, she was already standing outside the door.
Looking at Kara's widening eyes, Boa quickly closed the door.
"Boa, open the door, Boa..."
Kara knocked on the door in a panic, and there was no response for a long time.
The room was dark, with only a small window shining with a little moonlight. She stood by the door uneasily.
"Who the hell are you?"
Suddenly, in the darkness, a hoarse voice asked.
Kara stood by the door and covered her head in fear.
"Jordon, are you here?" There was a sense of hatred in the hoarse voice.
"No, no, I am not," Kara replied in a low voice.
"Help me!"
Kara was so scared that she was about to freak out. Suddenly, a long-haired woman pounced on her and tore her hair.
"Don't quibble. You are Jordon. You are a demon, you have imprisoned me for so many years. I will kill you!"
"Help me! There is a ghost!"
Her hoarse voice was too unpleasant to hear, and her nails were very long, and her skinny body stank so much. She was just like a ghost that could eat people as Kara imagined.
"It's you who made me live as a walking dead. Jordon, I'll kill you!"
"I'm not the person you were talking about. Stop grabbing me, it hurts!"
Kara was so scared that her whole body trembled. She heavily pushed the woman away and hid in the darkness.
"James, I'm so scared now."
Kara shrank in a corner, with her voice trembling.
"Jordon, don't think that I will spare you just because you become a woman. Today, either you die or I die!"
The mad woman was looking for Kara in the dark as a ferocious ghost that crawled out of hell and tried to eat Kara alive.
She stretched out her hands to pinch Kara's neck.
Kara trembled in fear. Feeling the woman's approach, her breathing became heavier and she clenched her fists to calm herself down.
Just as the woman was about to pounce to pinch her, she took off her belt and put it on the woman's head.
The woman didn't expect that Kara still wanted to harm her. She struggled wildly and pressed Kara's head against the wall.
Kara felt dizzy, but the panic and uneasiness she had just felt dissipated a lot. She clenched her teeth and tightened the belt in her hand.
"Jordon, I won't let you go even if I die. I must tell the world that you helped to kill Vivian."
Kara vaguely heard a familiar name, Vivian.
"Who are you?"
"Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?" The woman felt that Kara had let down her guard and immediately counterattacked. She threw away the belt and pressed Kara's head against the wall.
Kara felt nauseous and bent her legs to kick the woman in the stomach.
The two of them tore at each other. Kara was a person who did not know how to fight, and she was weak in strength. While the woman was very thin, but her strength was strong. She actually wanted to open her mouth to bite Kara's neck.
In the darkness, although Kara could not see her ferocious expression clearly, Kara smelled the stench that she spat out from her mouth and felt a headache.
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