Horror Revival: A Female Ghost Tore Down My Door from the Start

Red-Clad Female Ghost: "Waaah! Big bro, stop hitting me! I just got my nose done!"

Ghostfire King: "Big bro, spare me! Just let me go like a fart! I'll never race down the streets again!"

Gambling Ghost: "Big bro! Stop gambling! If I lose any more, I won't have a finger left!"

Gentleman Ghost: "Big bro! Please! Don't tell anyone, or I won't be able to show my face around the other vengeful ghosts!"

A young man recently moved into Anle Apartments.

The ghosts all cowered when they saw him, not daring to make a sound. Their usual arrogance was nowhere to be seen.

"What the hell? I'm just a corpse seamster. Am I really that scary?"

"Big bro, that hammer in your hand is kind of intimidating. Could you put it down?"

"Uh!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.