Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 240

Chapter 240 Horror Prison

“Can you open the door for me…”

Mara thought he was the best talker in the cell, but the other party still stood at the door without saying a word.

Mara was suddenly frightened.

Standing at the door of the toilet without sleeping in the middle of the night??

“Who…who!” Mara cried out.

The man still didn’t speak, but the bathroom door began to creak.

It’s like the sound of fingernails scratching on the door panel…

Mara screamed in fright: “Come on, come on! Open the door!”

With this scream, the sound outside the door stopped abruptly.

The shadow is gone…

Mara was flustered, and carefully lay on the crack of the door, trying to see who was outside…

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

Mara was so frightened that she fell into the toilet with a bang, her face turned pale, and she kept calling for help, but as if the toilet was isola from the outside world, she shouted so loudly that no one came.

“Dream, I must be dreaming…”

Mara got up from the toilet, vomited and had cramps in her stomach from the panic and nausea, and turned on the faucet to flush violently.

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

There was blood dripping from the ceiling.

Mara’s pupils shrank sharply, and she was too stiff to look up.

The voice sounded again.

Mara didn’t dare to move, tears were streaming down her face silently, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably in panic…

Her forehead was itchy, and her bangs seemed to be drooping.

She couldn’t help but push it away with her hands, only to find that the bangs “grow” quickly, and she realized that it wasn’t her hair, but someone was hanging it upside down, slowly hanging down from the top This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

This is the “human” hair!

“Ahhhh-”

The next day, the inmates opened the door of the bathroom and found Mara curled up on the floor with feces and urine all over her body, and the stench was endless!

“Hey! Are you dead? Damn it’s so disgusting, if you’re not dead, hurry up and clean the toilet!”

As if frightened, Mara looked at her cellmate in horror, grabbed a towel and began to wipe the floor.

No one knows what she endured, and this was just the beginning.

In the future, she will spend the rest of her life in fear and regret… more painful than death!