Chapter 85. Delusions or Not?

“What the f*ck?” I whispered to myself as I walked over to the door. The more I looked, the more flabbergasted I was. Really, it was gone. The dead body of the maid was gone. This was the creepiest thing to happen to me. 

Did I have some kind of tumor that was causing me to hallucinate? Because this had never happened to me before moving into this house. Maybe it was the house. Or maybe I was just trying to find something to blame. 

I knelt down at where the body had been and even tried to smell the floor. I wanted to see if the metallic smell of the blood would still be there. And with one whiff, I could tell that it was not. “But how?” I was so confused. 

This was confusing, scary, and very creepy. With a deep sigh, I rose to my feet and looked around the room. There was no way for someone to clean the kind of mess that had been here. There was just no way. 

How was I going to sleep? But maybe that was not the real question that I should have b