Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles!

Chapter 240 Horror Prison

The dim light from outside came in faintly. So Winona could adapt to the darkness and see the scene.

In the shared room, everyone got up with their hands and heads hanging down. Winona could not see

their expressions. But the surrounding air became cold for no reason, and those people looked like

zombies in the doomsday.

Winona seemed to be choked by someone. She wanted to scream but could not. Her eyes were full of

panic.

What do they want to do? Did Anthony bribe everyone in my cell to hit me to death at night?

At this moment, someone took a step.

Creak! This time, it was not the sound of turning over but the sound of bones grinding.

They were silent while walking, and the sound of creaking continued.

Winona tried to scream again but still could not make a sound. She inadvertently looked at the feet of

one of them and suddenly found that the person was tiptoeing, just like Jean in the daytime. She was

walking with her thumbs!

Winona's pupils shrank sharply, and when she looked around, all the people were in this posture! Her

eyes were full of fear, and at this moment, those people rushed over and bit her neck one by one!

"No! Don't come here... Don't..." Winona screamed and rolled over from the bed.

Suddenly, the zombie cellmates who had torn her flesh and blood stared at her. The cellmate closest to

her slapped her face. "It's midnight! What are you screaming for? You're so noisy!"

Winona covered her face with tears in her eyes. "Sorry..."

Living here for so long, Winona had long obeyed her fierce cellmates.

Winona's apology was not forgiven, and a strong woman who slept in the best position shouted, "Drag

her to the toilet! Close the door!"

The woman who slapped Winona immediately grabbed Winona's hair and dragged her to the toilet.

"Ah... Let me go!" Winona's scalp was in excruciating pain, and she kept cursing in her heart. Sure

enough, they're the lowest, dirty criminals with no quality! They keep bullying me without reason!

Bang! The toilet door was closed and locked. Winona could not open it. Soon, she found the balcony

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Winona was thrown into the narrow toilet. She was pissed off. She just came to her senses that she

was dreaming just now.

It's all Jean's fault for scaring me!

Winona looked around. The toilet was dirty and smelly. She was the one who cleaned it since she

came. But she was too lazy to clean it. So she always cleaned it hastily, but now she regretted it. The

toilet was full of filth.

Winona felt so queasy that she pressed the flush button, but the toilet seemed clogged. The toilet seat

also had been removed, so she could not even cover it!

"Open the door!" Winona yelled. No one answered her.

Winona was so angry that she wanted to cry. How can I be so unlucky?

At this moment, a shadow flickered outside the door. Winona quickly asked, "Who is it? Let me out!

Please!"

The shadow did not answer. It seemed like she was standing at the door. Winona could only see a

shadow, and the other party was silent.

"Is it Amber? Can you open the door for me?"

Winona thought it was Amber Mitchell, the kindest cellmate in the cell, but the other party still stood at

the door without saying a word.

Winona was suddenly frightened.

Not Amber! Who would that be? Why does she stand there and not sleep at midnight?

"Who is it?" Winona cried out.

The other party still did not speak, but the door creaked. It was like the sound of fingernails scratching

on the door panel.

Winona screamed in fright, "Please! Open the door!"

With her scream, the sound outside the door stopped abruptly. The shadow was gone too.

Winona was flustered. She carefully lay on the door crack and tried to see who was outside. Suddenly,

an eye slammed up and met her from the door crack!

"Ah!" Winona was so scared that she fell into the toilet. Her face turned pale, and she screamed for

help, but no one came.

"I'm dreaming... I must be dreaming..." Winona got up from the toilet. Her stomach was cramped with

panic and nausea, and she turned on the faucet to flush violently.

While washing, she suddenly found that the water from the faucet flowed to the ground and turned red.

There was blood dripping from the ceiling.

Winona was scared, and she was too stiff to raise her head.

Creak! That voice sounded again.

Winona did not dare to move. Tears were streaming down her face silently, and her whole body

trembled uncontrollably in panic. She also felt her forehead itchy as her hair seemed to be drooping.

She could not help but push it away, only to find that the hair grew rapidly, and she realized that it was

not her hair, but someone was hanging it upside down from the top. It was the ghost's hair!

"Ah!"

The next day, when her cellmates opened the door, they found Winona huddled on the floor with dirt all

over her body and became smelly.

"Hey! Are you dead? D*mn! It's so disgusting! Hurry up and clean the toilet!"

Winona seemed frightened. She looked at the cellmate in horror, grabbed a towel, and started mopping

the floor.

No one knew what she went through last night, but it was only the beginning. She would spend the rest

of her life in fear and regret, which was more painful than death!

...

At Crawford Mansion.

Anthony was surprised to hear that Winona became abnormal in prison.

"Lilly, did your mommy go out last night?" he asked.

Lilly felt strange. "No. Why do you ask that?"

Anthony answered, "Winona was stimulated."

Jean told him yesterday that she could punish Winona without him doing anything or leaving evidence

behind. Anthony thought it was Jean who went to scare Winona last night.

Lilly was dumbfounded. Stimulated? I haven't done anything. Mommy didn't make a move either!

"Who stimulated her?" Lilly wondered. Who else had a grudge against Winona?

Pablo flipped through his booklet and saw a name. He could not help but frown.

This ghost is... What does he want to do?