The Skin Stealer in My Compound
The Skin Stealer in My Compound

The Skin Stealer in My Compound

Family Drama 3 Chs Completed 129 Views
Author: Chelsea Booth
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Ngozi just wants a quiet night in her Lagos apartment, but after a strange WhatsApp warning, she’s trapped in a nightmare where a supernatural monkey peels people’s skin and wears it like cloth. As neighbors disappear and paranoia spreads, Ngozi must outsmart both a shape-shifting predator and the suspicion of her fellow tenants—or she’ll be next. Every second counts, and trust is more dangerous than the monster itself.

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