C272 I Heard a Ghost Crying Again

Although the clay doll turned around slowly, in the end, it still turned around.

Borrowing the faint light from outside the window, the originally comical doll made people feel more and more terrified. Even the crude and ridiculous face made people feel that it was especially sinister.

My scalp tightened as I pressed my back against the wall, not daring to move, not daring to breathe