Invisible Monster: The Paint Trap in the Small Room

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The direction of the presence was above my head. He moved so stealthily that it was difficult to know how far away he was, but I could tell that he was within ten paces of me. It was hard to see him from where I was lying down. “Ah, this feels great.” I mumbled as if talking to myself and turned my body to the side. I could finally look toward the direction of the presence. The presence seemed to stop for a moment. But seeing me just continue to lie there, he slowly started to move again. Pitch-black darkness. But I could see everything clearly—except one thing. Wobble-wobble— It was like the air itself was moving. Something that looked like a haze was cautiously approaching my location. At the end of the haze was a hand hoe. Right now, it looked like a floating hand hoe. ‘There h

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