Chapter5
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Nine months later,
The courier rang the doorbell for at least ten minutes, but there was no answer inside.
“That's the right house number, "he confirmed the order again. "That's the right signing date.”
He shouted into the door, "Ma’am, the crib you ordered has arrived.”
There is no response inside.
It is said that this type of apartment has good sound insulation.
The courier had no choice but to leave the box outside.
When he bent down, he noticed a hint of white in the crack of the door.
It turns out that the door is not completely closed.
He pushed the door in surprise, and the scene inside was unforgettable to him for a lifetime.
The entire space is white, covering everything from the ceiling to the ground with thick spider silk, transforming the interior of the apartment into a cocoon shape. There is no furniture visible inside; only protruding spider silk contours can be seen. The bottom layer of spider silk melts, and the top is covered with new spider silk. This is done layer by layer, over and over again; I don't know how many times it has been marked.
The doors leading to each room were dismantled, leaving only holes wrapped in spider silk.
From the deepest depths came the helpless sobs of a woman, which made him brush. Just as the courier froze in surprise, a spider silk shot out from inside, violently pulling away the courier at the door and closing it.
Before the courier was thrown out, he heard the voice of a young man.
“The tip is under the mat at the door. Please take it yourself. Thank you.”
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