With a "smack," just as I was stunned, a cold hand landed heavily on my shoulder.
The chill seeped through my clothes and instantly spread throughout my body.
I turned around and a face as pale as paper came into view.
His face was completely bloodless, and his eyes were empty and lifeless, like two endless black holes.
He gripped my shoulder so tightly that his nails almost dug into my flesh.
My survival instinct kicked in instantly, and I turned around and delivered a powerful back kick to him.
Without thinking twice, I kicked the wooden rack next to me that was used to dry chili peppers.
With a loud crash, the wooden frame collapsed.
I picked up a piece of wood and held it in my hand. I tore a large section of my sleeve from my clothes, tied it tightly to one end of the stick, and lit it with a lighter.
I held up a makeshift torch and shouted at them, "Don't come any closer! If you get any closer, I'll burn you to death!"
However, the paper figures seemed not to hear me. They continued to approach me with lifeless eyes, repeating over and over again, "Mom told you not to go out."
As they drew closer, I decided to go all in and once again extended the torch toward the paper figure closest to me.
The flames licked at the paper figure's body, instantly setting it ablaze.
I was thinking of making an example of them to scare away these paper figures.
But these paper figures seemed oblivious to the flames burning around them, and continued to walk towards me numbly.
"Holy crap! What kind of monsters are these?!"
I cursed under my breath and used all my strength to smash the torch at the paper figures.
Sparks flew everywhere, and burning wood chips flew all around.
Taking advantage of the moment when the paper figure was repelled, I turned and ran.
"Stop! Don't run away..."
The old woman's shouts came from the darkness behind me.
She was better off not shouting; the more she shouted, the faster I ran.
I burned so many of her 'sons and daughters' to death. If she catches me, do I still have a chance to live?
I don't know where I ran to. There were bushes all around, and my clothes and face were scratched by branches.
I sat down next to a tree only after I could no longer hear any noise behind me.
I was exhausted and hungry after running all that way.
I wanted to call Mr. Jin, but I lost my phone.
Before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep.
It was the sound of soft footsteps that woke me up.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a face with two colors appear in front of me.
In her hand, she was also holding a sharp cleaver.
I scrambled to my feet, about to speak, when the wood-chopping knife in her hand came crashing down towards my neck... Harley Quinn, you're not scared now, are you? This is probably what a two-faced person looks like.
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