But the television suddenly clicked on, as if someone had pressed its power button, and as though it were about to play the most iconic scene in a horror film.
Shen Xianya curled up even tighter. Yet inside the house, the ghost seemed to have found even more places to stage its performance.
The picture on the television froze. A woman with a face blurred into a bloody mess appeared on-screen. She was in some room, trying to crawl out through the TV.
Qin Xiangyi had found it frightening at first, but when she realized the ghost could understand...
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