"Thump... thump... thump..." The sound of knocking echoed through the silent alley, making my hair stand on end.
This ghost of a place was creepy, and the air was filled with a weird stench—it smelled just like Old Wang's outhouse!
I instinctively tightened my grip on Wan'er's hand. Her little hand was icy cold, which actually helped me calm down quite a bit.
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