Horror Express Delivery: Old Ghost, Your Package Is Here!

After graduating from university, Zhao Hun soon found a job delivering packages.

"Boss, what's the pay like?"

"A base salary of five thousand, plus full social insurance and housing fund contributions."

"Sounds good. I'll take the job."

His coworkers walked with a strange hopping gait, their eyes open as if sleepwalking. The old security guard liked playing hide-and-seek at night. Make sure he doesn't find you. After the lights went out, footsteps paced back and forth in the hallway.

On a pitch-black night, Zhao Hun was trapped on the roof. The iron door behind him shook under a furious pounding, and countless figures raced toward the building. The whole company had descended into a frenzy.

Looking battered and disheveled, Zhao Hun held a cleaver in his right hand and a phone in his left as he called his boss.

"Boss, is this what you meant when you said they were all friendly?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.