Under her belly, there were seven or eight pink little piglets.

Uncle Joe saw me staring at the sow and laughed, "What's wrong? You don't recognize her? This is the piglet you used to feed every day as a kid, now she's a pig mama."

"But she's been acting strange lately. Always lowering her head, glancing sideways at people, it's pretty creepy," he said.

I froze, then finally snapped out of it.

I quickly urged Uncle Joe, "Uncle Joe, you go ahead with your work. I'll feed this sow for you."

Uncle Joe nodded and handed me a bucket of pig feed.

Once he walked away, I quickly pulled the thermos out of my bag, ready to pour the rib soup into the pigpen trough.

Just then, the sow, who had been lazily sunbathing with her eyes half-closed, suddenly opened her black-bean-like eyes and stared straight at me.

A chill ran down my spine. My hand trembled and both the soup and bones fell into the stone trough. The old sow suddenly acted like she was possessed, struggled to her feet.

She charged at the trough like a mad beast and began slurping frantically. Even those two bones were crunched to pieces with a sickening crack sound and swallowed whole.

She looked like a starving ghost reincarnated. The sound of the bones being crushed made my ears go cold. I was about to leave.

Just then, the sow behind me let out a strange whimper. That sound wasn't like a pig's cry at all, it was more like a human sigh.

Goosebumps crawled all over me as I turned to look.

I saw the sow, who had always been on all fours, now had her front hooves off the ground, standing upright. Her eyes were filled with an indescribable venom.

I was so shocked I screamed, lost my balance and fell to the ground.

Uncle Joe heard the noise and rushed over to help me up with concern, "Selina, what's wrong? You look pale."

I swallowed hard, my voice trembled as I stammered, "Uncle Joe … th-that sow … something's wrong with it …" As I spoke, I pointed toward the pigpen.

But to my surprise, the sow that had just stood up on two legs now looked completely normal again.

She was calmly eating the pig feed, as if everything from earlier had just been a hallucination.

In a daze, I suddenly noticed my phone had over a dozen missed calls. There were also seven or eight unread messages, all from Agnes.

[Selina, did you really drink the rib soup? Why doesn't it look like my ribs in the video?]

[Tell me the truth. Did you switch the bones?]

[Selina, how dare you lie to me!]

Just as I was hesitating on how to reply, a call came in from an unfamiliar number.

When I picked up, heavy breathing came from the other end, followed by Agnes's furious voice, "Selina, you actually fed the rib soup I gave you to a pig. How dare you …"

Before she could finish, the call abruptly cut off.

Then, Drew called again, "Selina, where are you? I need to talk to you, it's urgent!"

I heard the panic in his voice, I was finally certain, Agnes's scheme definitely involved him. Otherwise, why would he be calling me so quickly, so anxiously?

I sneered coldly and cut him off, "Drew, after this time together, I've realized we're not right for each other. Let's break up. Don't contact me again."

Before he could say anything, I hung up. I didn't know what kind of relationship Drew and Agnes had.

But as long as I stayed away from the two of them, I didn't believe they could trap me again.

But to my shock, when I checked my home's security system, I found that Drew had actually brought a locksmith and forced open my front door. Clearly, I couldn't go back there anymore.

To be safe, I temporarily checked into a hotel and decided to figure out my next move.

That night, I couldn't sleep. Around 2 AM, my phone suddenly went off like crazy.

Startled, I sat up. It was a video call from Agnes.

After hesitating for a long time, I finally answered it. But the face that appeared on the screen was completely unfamiliar.

I could vaguely make out Agnes's features, but the cheekbones were unnaturally high, her eyes had narrowed and slanted and her lips curled into a disturbing smile.

"Guess where I am …" she said.

Then, the camera turned. The screen now showed a pigpen. Under the moonlight, Uncle Joe's old sow was undergoing a terrifying transformation.

Its snout was rapidly shrinking, its eyes sliding downward and enlarging. Even the entire pig head …was beginning to take on human features.

Then, that half-human half-pig creature suddenly looked into the camera and spoke in Agnes's sickly sweet voice, "Selina, didn't we agree? To be besties for life. How could you go back on your word …"

My terror peaked, I lost control of my hands and dropped the phone. The video was cut off.

Suddenly, thunder roared and lightning flashed. I hadn't even noticed when the rain started pouring outside.

Thank goodness I wasn't at home, otherwise, this would've been a full-blown horror movie.

Just as I was catching my breath, a notification popped up on my phone. It was from the couple-tracking app I had linked with Drew. It tracked the real-time distance between lovers.

"You and your partner's distance is shrinking : 5km, 3km, 900m …"

My hairs stood on end. How did Drew know where I was? Did he install a tracking app on my phone?

But I checked thoroughly, nothing seemed out of place. Then suddenly, there was an urgent knocking came from the hotel room door.

Was it Drew? But the app still showed he was 300 meters away.

Then I heard a strange voice speaking from outside the door, "Selina … I'm your bestie Agnes … open the door …"

The voice sounded like Agnes, but also like some kind of animal.

My whole body broke into goosebumps. I slid down to the floor with my back against the door, I clutched my mouth to keep from screaming.

My hands shakes, I fumbled for my phone to call the police.

Just then, a message from Uncle Joe popped up: [Selina, where are you? Something happened at the pig farm! That old sow suddenly started talking in the middle of the night and has been shouting your name nonstop. It's creeping everyone out. I've already called the police. Do you want to come take a look?]

But outside my door …That thing, whether it was Agnes or the pig, was still standing there.

When I didn't respond, she started scratching the door with her fingernails. The sound was piercing and maddening.

Another message from Uncle Joe came through: [It's getting worse. The police can't do anything. That pig is talking like a human now. Says she wants to settle a score with you. Selina, did you mess with something unclean?]

Before I could reply, that voice outside the door spoke again, "Selina… I know you're in there … why won't you open the door …"

Then suddenly, her tone changed, gravelly, foreign and full of menace, "You think hiding means I can't swap lives with you? You can't run from this …"

The next second, a noise suddenly came from the window.

I turned my head and saw a black figure clinging to the windowsill in the pouring rain, peeking inside.

My blood froze instantly, because that shadow didn't look like human at all. And the voice I had heard from outside the door … didn't sound like Agnes either.

So who, or what, were they?

Just as I stood frozen, torn between running or hiding, my phone lit up. It was a new message from that anonymous account who had commented under my post.