Hell Begins with a Knock on the Door

A neighbor sent a distress message: "I hid in the basement for seven days, and there were monsters outside." I stared at the screen and sneered, and replied: "You have been dead for a long time. I collected your body with my own hands last week." There was silence for a long time, and then a photo was sent. In the photo, my husband is holding his neighbor's wife tenderly. There is a line attached below: "You are right, dead people do not ask for help." "So the ones asking for help now are us living in hell."