"Knock, Knock—" The door was knocked again.
Song Yi was so scared that her heart was in her throat. The knocking was really creepy since it was midnight.
Upon hearing the knocking, she felt a chill run down her spine.
She moved slowly to the door, intending to see who it was through the peep-hole.
Just when she was about to approach the door, she hesitated and got a fruit knife from the coffee table in the living room.
"Ring Ring Ring—"
She had just walked to the door when her cell phone rang.
Her hand holding the fruit knife shook and the knife almost cut her hand. She turned to the phone warily.
The caller ID said it was Mu Wanxue.
That was her good friend.
The knocking sound also stopped at this time. Perhaps the person outside heard her phone ringing.
