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I'm a masseur, and today I went to a client's home for an appointment. He was very talkative, chatting with me the whole time during the massage, but his hands weren't very well-behaved, always taking advantage of me intentionally or unintentionally. Their house smelled wonderful, like dinner was almost ready. There was a gradually fading sound of water in the bathroom, and an eerie child's voice calling 'Mommy, Mommy' came from another room. The next day, the news reported that the family of three was gone.

A man was just released from prison. That afternoon, he immediately returned to the prison to surrender and demanded the death penalty. Why?

Tomorrow was an important ceremony, so I went to bed early. But at midnight, I vaguely heard a crisp metallic clinking sound, and then two sets of footsteps, one after another. When I woke up in the morning, my doorstep was surrounded by people, and there were five corpses on the ground. After discovering the truth, I sent them to where they belonged.

Before my business trip, I found my wife had drawn a strange man. She said, 'This giant, I dreamed he held me in his hand and killed me.' It was just a dream, so I didn't pay attention. But when I returned from my business trip, I found my wife dead at home. The police sighed after their investigation: 'Alas, the sixteenth one.'

October 1st, Cloudy: Our peaceful family life was shattered. It turned out they had found us! They said we were demons, and John and the others were killed. My husband's fate is unknown. I'm hiding in the closet now. Wait, I think someone's coming. October 2nd, Light Rain: Damn it! The police have been suspecting my husband recently. I haven't eaten for days, and the child is wailing! Okay, finally quiet. October 3rd, Heavy Rain: The seawater has now covered up to the 4th floor. Food is running out. My husband's mental state is also very poor today. The child is hungry, so I have to go out in a kayak to search for supplies. October 5th, Sunny: Today, my husband and I went to pay respects to our best friend, Mike. Sarah and Tom also came along. Ten years ago, Mike took us to the mountains, saving our lives. We are all very grateful to him.

April 9th: I was on vacation in a small village. There was a man named Alex in the village who loved to paint. He painted a comb on the beach, which had great artistic merit. But the villagers didn't think so; they all said he had mental problems. April 10th: Today, I found a small cat on the road. I liked it very much, so I brought it back to the village. On the way, I met Alex. Today, he painted a blanket. April 11th: Alex painted several bunches of grapes today. They were amazing! Another tourist also praised Alex's painting! The villagers were too prejudiced against him. April 12th: I was leaving. Alex gave me a painting of two caves. It was perfect. I smiled and told him, 'You will definitely become a great painter someday.'

I woke up to find myself tied to the bed, my eyes blindfolded. A voice beside me said: 'Don't struggle, we're going to play a blindfolded guessing game. If you guess everything correctly, I'll let you go.' I didn't understand the situation, but to survive, I had to cooperate. The first time, I touched a pair of hands. I knew my wife had been murdered. The second time, I touched a strip of cloth. I clearly knew where it came from, and I broke down. Before the third time, I heard footsteps. This item was easy to guess, but after I touched it, I no longer wanted to live.

My mother died protecting me, and ever since, I've lived in constant anxiety. That is, until I met a boyfriend who could also make me feel secure. But after he lost his job, I started to feel anxious again. Finally, one day, my boyfriend came up with a plan that brought his narcissistic self immense satisfaction. A few days later, I was filled with a sense of security once more.