In my previous life, when I said I suspected the system transferred Chloe’s illnesses to me, he immediately called me crazy.
Now, Chloe must have told him something, and he instantly believed her without question and came to accuse me.
Let him ask.
Anyway, I knew nothing.
Chloe didn’t dare go to the hospital. She stayed curled up in bed every day, blankets pulled tight.
Soon, her bed started to give off a foul odor,
Especially after she used the bathroom, the whole place would reek of this indescribable stench, like rotten fish.
At first, it was just our dorm, but then, the entire floor smelled it.
Someone posted anonymously on the campus SnapChat group:
“Building 8, second floor, stinks like hell! Did someone smear crap on the walls?”
A few more days passed, and her hair started falling out.
Every morning, her pillow was covered in handfuls of hair.
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Every morning, her pillow was covered in handfuls of hair.
She was on the verge of a breakdown, asking me,
“Riley, what did you do to me?”
I looked at her gently.
I didn’t do anything. Aren’t we good friends? I even supported your career.”
She, of course, knew I had cracked the system.
But she couldn’t figure out why the system would suddenly stop working.
One day, I don’t know what she did, but she started buying a bunch of alcohol and drinking it back in the dorm.
She kept drinking and looking at me.
I glanced at her in confusion and went back to my book.
Not long after, she rushed to the bathroom and threw up violently.
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I quietly closed
I secretly installed
book and went for a run on the track.
* Camera
Sure enough, the video
on my desk in the dorm.
The Owed her, when I was out, drinking from my water cup, lying on my bed,
Rummaging through my closet and wearing my clothes, even walking around in my slippers.
She wanted to reactivate the system, to transfer those illnesses back to me.
I nearly gagged.
Aside from the system already being disconnected and her efforts being pointless, a walking viral source messing with my things was unbearable for anyone.
But I had already troubled my parents once, and bothering them again for something as minor as changing dorms felt wrong.
So, I simply moved out.
Not long after, my other roommates exploded too.
“I’m going insane! The smell in our dorm–if you didn’t know better, you’d think a sewage plant exploded in here!”
“Chloe, can you please take a shower?”
“We’re really fed up, we’re changing rooms!”
Even the dorm supervisor couldn’t stand the smell anymore. She stood at the door and started yelling.
“I’ve worked here for twenty years, and I’ve never seen a girls‘ dorm smell this bad! Chloe, did you even flush?”
They complained directly to our academic advisor, who came by personally
stench nearly kn
or off her feet the
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They complained directly to our academic advisor, who came by personally..The stench nearly knocked her off her feet the moment she opened the door.
The advisor clutched her nose, looking at Chloe.
