The bungalow became eerily quiet. Tang Nuan's heart squeezed with fear. Like a thief, she became even more cautious in her movement. When she reached the steps of the porch, her phone in her bag suddenly rang, and it sounded particularly loud in the quiet surroundings.
Tang Nuan pulled her phone out in a hurry. When she switched it to silent mode, the woman's voice drifted out from within the house. "Who is it?"
Tang Nuan was so spooked that her breath caught in her throat. She didn't dare to reply as she rushed toward the outside gate. As she was running away from the house, all the lights came on in unison as the electronic gate slowly closed.
