However, something happened that astonished William Clark. That woman and the old man were clearly also afraid of fire, and as the flames touched them, they too let out cries of pain. Yet, they still actively pulled the burning banner onto themselves, then used their own bodies to tightly wrap around the female white-collar worker.

They were trying to perish together with the female white-collar worker!

What kind of deep-seated hatred was this, that even in death, as ghosts, they wouldn’t let the other go.

The firelight illuminated the faces of the woman and the old man. Suddenly, a shiver ran through William Clark's mind—he was certain he had just seen this woman and old man somewhere, but now he couldn’t recall where.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!”

The female white-collar worker struggled desperately. She was afraid of fire, but the woman and the old man pressed down on her with all their might. In the end, the three corpses burned completely together, and the flames took on a strange blue-green hue.

“Bang!”

The last scream was still echoing in his ears, but on the ground, only three piles of black ashes remained.

At this moment, the broadcast voice sounded again. This time, William Clark was no longer in the car, but inside this unfinished building. Yet the sound waves from the broadcast were still just as clear. William Clark even felt that covering his ears would be useless.

【“Dear listeners, at the end of the story, I just want to say: good and evil will always be repaid in the end. It’s not that there is no retribution, just that the time has not yet come.

Alright, thank you all for listening to today’s ‘Horror Broadcast’. Thank you for your company. Let’s meet again during the next broadcast slot;

Listeners who want to follow the latest news and updates from our Horror Broadcast can follow our official WeChat public account. Click ‘Add Friend’ in the upper right corner of WeChat. The public account number is: kongbu66. Who knows, maybe next time, the protagonist of our story will be you.”】

As soon as the voice in the broadcast disappeared, William Clark felt a wave of dizziness and blurred vision, and then he collapsed to the ground. When he groggily woke up, he was shocked to find himself lying at the entrance of Passion Bar. He immediately stood up, and there was no sign of that car around him.

“Didi ride, departing soon. A driver has accepted your order. Please wait a moment.”

Suddenly, the ride-hailing app’s notification sounded from his phone. William Clark immediately picked up his phone and checked the time carefully. He was very sensitive to time, since he had come to this bar tonight to commit murder, so he had to keep track of every moment, or else he might get himself caught up in trouble.

But the time displayed on his phone was exactly when he had just walked out of Passion Bar, the very moment he had exited through the side door and was about to hail a ride.

What’s going on!

Had he just been dreaming?

William Clark looked down at himself and found that he didn’t have a single injury on his body. His clothes were perfectly intact, without any damage at all. Looking himself over, it really was as if he had just had a dream.

But could it really have been a dream?

A dream so real?

Was it because he had just killed that female white-collar worker that he dreamed of her coming for revenge?

Just as William Clark’s mind was in chaos, a BYD car stopped in front of him. A sleepy-looking driver rolled down the window and asked William Clark:

“Did you order a Didi ride?”

This wasn’t the driver from his dream. This driver looked only in his twenties, with a thin face, and was definitely not the same person as the hit-and-run driver in the dream.

William Clark was momentarily dazed, but by now he had basically regained his composure. No matter whether everything he had just experienced was a dream or not, it would be very dangerous to stay here any longer. He immediately got in the car, this time sitting in the back seat.

The driver started the car.

Holding his phone, William Clark suddenly recalled the public account number mentioned in the broadcast from his dream. He opened WeChat, tapped “Add Friend” in the upper right corner, and entered the string: kongbu66. Finally, he took a deep breath and pressed search.

Immediately, William Clark felt a sharp tightness in his chest—a WeChat public account really did appear in the search results.

This isn’t a dream. This really might not be a dream!

William Clark clicked into the public account.

【“Welcome to the Horror Broadcast official WeChat account. As our listener, we sincerely hope you can live a little longer and contribute more popularity to our broadcast.”】

This should be an automatic reply.

William Clark opened the history messages, and immediately saw that the first message was sent just ten minutes ago. When he clicked in, cold sweat instantly broke out all over William Clark’s body.

It was a post with both text and images, telling a ghost story. The people in the pictures were himself and the hit-and-run driver. At the bottom, William Clark saw a picture of three ghosts burning themselves to ashes together, with the bloody words “Good and evil will always be repaid” written across the image. Below that was a photo of the driver’s tragic death in the car, his body completely twisted, clearly tortured to death. In the lower right corner of the image, half of a girl’s sinister face could be seen, faintly visible.

William Clark felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Everything that just happened was not a dream!