I was the first to arrive in the dorm on the first day.
And the second one was a small, “What happened to your shoes?” I’m sorry.
I look down and look down.
I had a piece of red blood on my white travel shoes.
The soles of the shoes were also covered with a piece of pentery for the dead.
A feeling of numbing hair all over the body.
One.
On the first day of college, I was assigned to the old dorm.
There is a “hospital rule” in front of the bedroom.
“There are four classmates in each dormitory, and if you find more, ignore it, it does not exist. I’m sorry.
“Don’t talk to more students. I’m sorry.
“Turn out the lights at 10:00 p.m. every night and anyone knocks on the door, please don’t open it. I’m sorry.
“Please close the windows and prevent burglary before lights go out. I’m sorry.
“Don’t hang your clothes outside the window after 8:00 p.m. in case it’s lost. I’m sorry.
“The bedroom toilet is on the right corner of the corridor, not on the left. I’m sorry.
“The soundproofing is extremely poor because the dormitory building is old, and if you hear strange voices in the toilet, do not panic and leave quietly. I’m sorry.
I look at a strange rule, and I surmise it’s someone’s prank.
It’s about tarnishing our new generation.
I’m a realist. I don’t believe in folklore and evil tricks.
I dropped my bag and found my name on the fourth bed: Li Blue.
I’d like to go to the bathroom.
I remember the dormitory rule saying, “The bedroom toilet is on the right corner of the corridor, not on the left.” I’m sorry.
But I turned around, and I saw clearly that at the end of both sides, the three big words of “the bathroom” were swayed.
I hesitated for a few seconds in front of the left bathroom door or decided to proceed with caution, in accordance with the rules.
I walked into the end of the corridor to the right, and I was alone in the empty toilet.
Even my footsteps are resonated.
It’s too quiet for me to get hairy in my heart, to find the closest room to the door, to try to get to work.
All of a sudden, I heard a little girl’s sound:
Who is it?
Two.
I was shaking.
I remember the last rule: “If you hear strange voices in the toilet, don’t talk, leave quietly. I’m sorry.
I didn’t expect to find out so soon.
I’m holding my breath and I’m breathing.
I heard high heels stepping on the ground.
She seemed to be on the toilet.
“Are you new?” Why are you ignoring me? I’m sorry.
I’m afraid to bow, much less look up.
I pretended I couldn’t hear, packed my pants quickly, opened the door and left quietly.
The gibberish was ringing behind me.
It’s weird in the dead toilet.
I’m moving faster, and the moment I move into the corridor, the laugh disappears.
It just went through as if it were an illusion.
I comfort myself in my heart: I’ll be fine when I get out.
I ran all the way back to my bedroom and drank half a bottle of mineral water pressure.
I took out my phone and I was going to tell my parents about the weirdness of the dormitory.
“Mom, this school is a problem! I’m sorry.
Wandering exclamation signs in the chat box prompting me to send a failure.
I took the rule picture and sent it to the family.
Pictures have been spinning, loading zero percent.
A line of small words on a micro-letter is particularly obvious: Internet connections are not available.
I took my phone and went to the balcony window to receive the signal.
Unfortunately, my efforts have been futile.
Cell phone signals are extremely poor.
I was upset, I looked down, and I saw my aunt downstairs, and I looked up.
And she had no face on her face, and she raised her voice, saying, “You have an emergency, come to my dormitory on the first floor and contact your parents with a school seating machine.” I’m sorry.
I smiled.
I know this third-rate school isn’t so good, it’s not the same.
However, it was not expected that this would be so backward that parents would have to rely on the airway of the school.
I sat on the bed with no pleasure.
Creaking…
The bed makes a crack.
What’s this mass? It’s not solid?
I lifted the covers and there was a red palm on the rough bedboard.
It’s still fresh. It’s like someone just put his hand on the board.
I got scared and wiped my blood off the mop.
There’s a crack out there.
“Hello, is this the 404 bedroom?” I’m a freshman. I’m sorry.
I saw her name on the bedbar.
“Hello, I’m Li Blue.” I’m sorry.
Bumblebee dragged the suitcase into the house and accidentally looked under my feet.
“What happened to your shoes? I’m sorry.
I look down and look down.
I had a piece of red blood on my white travel shoes.
The soles of the shoes were also covered with a piece of pentery for the dead.
A feeling of numbing hair all over the body.
I threw away my shoes and said, “Look at the rules of the dormitory on the cupboard. I went to the bathroom and heard strange noises and probably stepped on the blood. I’m sorry.
I’m not sure I’m going to be able to see that.
She wondered: “I just came back from the bathroom on the left, nothing strange happened. I’m sorry.
I can’t see.
Is it true that she violated the rules?
Why did I follow the rules?
Face my questions.
I’ve been thinking for three seconds, “I’ve seen a rule-type movie, and there’s a rule, that’s to deceive you and to deceive you. I’m sorry.
I was surprised, “So, which one of the toilets is the opposite?” I’m sorry.
“Yes.” I’m sorry.
We’re talking about the bedroom door being pushed.
Three girls came in with hands.
They said, “This is 404, right? We’re freshmen. I’m sorry.
I looked at each other, and my feet were soft and shocked.
Four beds, now five.
The first rule says, “If you find more people, ignore them. It doesn’t exist. I’m sorry.
I remember the names on the bed.
I didn’t talk to them. I knocked on a black nameplate.
A short-haired girl went to her bed.
A girl in a sports dress went to her bed with a “shum.”
The last black, straight girl in a red dress came to my bed.
She reached out with long fingers, red nails touched my name, and the sound came out of her throat:
“I’m Lee Blue. I’m sorry.
3
Her voice!
I can’t believe I heard the same weird noise in the right toilet.
She looked to me on her side, and smiled, and her long black hair covered her half-face, with a black eye.
“We just met, didn’t we?”
Is it really her?
I grabbed a slender wrist and had a fine, cold sweat on my forehead.
I can feel it, too. Her hands are cold.
She pretended she couldn’t see it and took my hand out.
I see.
The safest way to go is to stay away from it.
We’re standing in the hallway in shock.
Newborns continue to report to the dormitory building, and people come and they gradually wear off their fears.
“Do you have room rules in your house? I’m sorry.
The girl’s name is Dong Mei. She’s a hot girl.
She took out her cell phone: “Yes, I took pictures, look at them. I’m sorry.
I was staring at that picture with Wang Xiao.
“There are only four students in each dormitory, and if you find any more, please inform Auntie in the building. I’m sorry.
“The aunt is only responsible for the security of the bedroom, and if you are invited into her room, please refuse. I’m sorry.
“The lights are out at 10 p.m. every night, the teacher and the student are synchronized, and no one will check their beds. I’m sorry.
“Standrooms and bedrooms on the floor turn off the lights at the same time and at night, like toilets, be safe. I’m sorry.
“Please use the left bathroom. I’m sorry.
“Be sure to cherish your roommate. I’m sorry.
These are different from the rules posted on our dormitory doors.
Some elements are counterproductive.
“Who do you believe? “I wonder if I can’t help it.
“There are two rules. I’m sorry.
Nod your head.
I opened up a failed photo.
The three of us compared.
Four things can be identified.
First, we’ll meet more students.
Secondly, after 8 p.m., the dormitories become dangerous.
Thirdly, when lights go out, the situation becomes even more precarious.
Fourthly, if we violate the rules, we may be surrounded by them.
According to the bathrooms on the right and on the left, respectively, the left is considered safe.
Dong Mei heard we ran into some extra roommates and suggested we go find Aunt Housekeeper.
The three of us girls are on a united front.
Dong Mei contacted other classmates to see if he could find new rules.
4
Me and Bumbles came to the first floor.
Aunt Housekeeper is a woman with white hair and looks like my grandmother.
But her body was very hard, especially when she was standing downstairs and yelling at me.
“To call your parents? “The aunt in charge of the building opened the small window in the mail and delivery room and placed the old phone on a narrow window table.
“Our schools are isolated and not well-signed, and students are free to use the boarding machine of the dormitory building for a limited period of three minutes each and are allowed to contact once a week. I’m sorry.
I pushed the phone back, so nervous and dumb.
Auntie, we have something else to ask you for. I’m sorry.
She listens to us without an expression, as if it were an ordinary little thing.
“What is it, Auntie? I’m afraid to ask.
Aunt Housekeeper didn’t answer me.
She opened the drawer and threw a bottle of medicine at me.
“Go back to the water, and the other kids will leave your bedroom. I’m sorry.
I scrutinized the small plastic bottles, which are no different from the ordinary bottles sold in the pharmacy.
The only difference is that there is no handwriting or packaging outside the plastic bottle.
I broke the cap and found it with powder like ashes.
Smells like burning grass.
“What is this? I’m afraid to eat.
Aunt Housekeeper was impatient to look at me and say, “It’s the same name as you, it’s for you.” I’m sorry.
I don’t understand with common sense.
“I took this pill, so that dirty thing can get out of the bedroom? I’m sorry.
“You don’t believe me?” Give me the pills back. There’s plenty of people you want. I’m sorry.
I hesitated for three seconds.
“Thank you auntie, we left the medicine.” I’m sorry.
She took my hand and rushed upstairs.
“Le Blue, there’s no other way to deal with it than to believe in the building. I’m sorry.
I think about it, but I don’t.
Before I came to this dormitory, I never believed that there was a monster in the world.
“Let’s go back to the bedroom, and if it’s still there, I’ll come out and buy a bottle of water and take the pills. I’m sorry.
A moist nod.
We went back to the fourth floor, shoulder to shoulder.
Room 404, fourth on the left.
I took a deep breath and carefully hid the bottle in my pocket.
I knocked.
“In!” I’m sorry.
That’s Natsuki’s voice.
I went into my bedroom at the same time and looked around, and I found it missing.
Nat and Hsu looked at us with great care.
That look … it’s not normal, it seems to see us as a terrible, hateful enemy.
I was holding my breath and I went to the cupboard and read the first rule.
“There are four classmates in each dormitory, and if you find more, ignore it, it does not exist. I’m sorry.
“Don’t talk to more students. I’m sorry.
I asked them, “Did you just talk to Li Blue?” She’s a fake. I’m the real Li Blue. I’m sorry.
Hattori and Hwang hurriedly stood together.
They turned their eyes towards a sprout: “Come quickly! Will you not die? Your Li Blue is not a man.” I’m sorry.
Zoo, hold my hand shiver, but don’t let go.
We were the first to reach the bedroom, and we trusted each other.
Don’t wait for me to explain.
All of a sudden, there’s a total cold coming from behind.
I felt my skin numb, like standing in my short sleeves on a cold winter, from head to foot.
I’m stiff back.
The door is open.
It appeared on its head, looked at me, showed an eye, and came out of the closet in extremely twisted positions.
“Aah-aah-aah.”
I screamed at the same time.
We opened the bedroom door and ran away.
My back was against the wall of the corridor, and I barely stood there and was in shock.
I can’t help but wonder: Natsumi and Xue are as blind and can’t see its strangeness.
“What happened? They’re blind?” I wonder.
Whispering, thinking carefully.
“In accordance with rule number two: “Don’t talk to more students.” I assume that if I speak to it, it will ensnar it, and it will contaminate my mind. I’m sorry.
And I have understood that Haj and Hakia became its puppets.
My hands are tied to the bottle in my pocket.
Just drink the powder, and it’ll leave.
I had no choice.
5
It’s a bad taste, like a bone-burned dust and choked into the throat.
Fortunately, it disappeared when I returned to my bedroom with the Bumblebee.
Natsuki and Hsu-chan smiled and greeted us warmly.
It’s like it never existed.
Me and the chums are relieved.
And I whispered to her: “As long as we observe the room rules, nothing will happen.” I’m sorry.
“Whoever goes to the bathroom on the right side of the corridor is being followed.” Once we talk to it, we’ll be compelled to go crazy. I’m sorry.
And I conclude by this: “Whoever breaks the rules will be targeted.” So we don’t even know. Or it?”
Zoo-sprung’s expression of horror.
And We resolved: “The best way is to ignore those who are outside, and none of us will listen.” I’m sorry.
Me and Wang Xiaomei began to remain silent.
Hattori and Hsu-chan are social cattle, and they talk to everyone.
I don’t know what kind of student I’m talking to. Or it?
At 7:50 p.m., me and the Bumbles washed up, and the cell phone still had no signal.
I’d like to call my parents in peace, and then I’ll go to the mail room on the first floor.
When I heard Mom’s voice, my tears almost came out.
“Mom, this school is weird…”
It’s…
A stinging of a current signal jamming through the microphone.
“Don’t waste your time, you have three minutes to give good news and not worry, and say good things and avoid retribution.” I’m sorry.
I’m so confused. Don’t you think the school tricks are allowed to be heard?
Once you talk about the secret of the dormitory, you get signal interference?
“Mom, I’m fine. I just miss home. I sobbing and saying,
“What’s the point of thinking about home?” Read and repay your father and me, make more money and take care of your brother. I’m sorry.
“I know Mom, it’s a phone call from the school, we have a bad cell phone, we can’t accept news. I’m sorry.
“Okay, what’s up with your dad? Call this number. I’m sorry.
The moment I hung up the phone, I confirmed my inner guess.
I look at each other.
She contacted her family in the same way.
Only the praise of the school, the expression of peace of mind, can be heard by the family.
Once the strangeness is mentioned, the signal is cut off.
It’s like there’s something that listens to our privacy all the time.
This feeling of being watched, it’s creepy.
“The school always spends the summer off, and when we get home, we will reveal the secret of the dormitory.” I’m sorry.
“Be careful with the rules and stay alive until that day.” I’m sorry.
She looked at me and closed doors and windows.
Me and Wang Ying are betting on going upstairs.
9:30 p.m.
The four of us went to the right bathroom to avoid the lights going out at 10:00.
When we get back to bed, it’s 9:50.
I checked the doors and windows before I fell asleep.
There’s no clothes hanging out. Everything’s safe.
At 10 p.m., bright lights suddenly go out.
The room is in darkness.
Brake that.
“How can the toilets turn off the lights?” I’m sorry.
“Who doesn’t turn the lights on in the middle of the night?” What kind of school?”
“Who’s got my feet? I’m sorry.
Help! Someone dug my eyes…”
Next, there was a rush.
Looks like someone’s running crazy.
Bang, bang, bang.
The loud knocks swept through the dark corridor.
Open the door! Follow me! Open the door and let me in! I’m sorry.
“Help me! Please, open the door! I’m sorry.
I hold my breath and I do not dare to make a slightest noise, and the whole man is convulsed in the covers, listening silently to the outside.
Zip–
Someone’s smashing our bedroom door.
Li Blue! Open the door! Let me in! I’m sorry.
I’m surprised. This voice is familiar.
It’s me! It’s Dong Mei! I’m Dong Mei! Open the door!
I looked out of my head and looked across the bed.
I couldn’t see her face, but she was lying straight and covered in her head as if she could not hear out of the door.
“I also know a lot of room rules! Open the door and I’ll tell you everything! I’m sorry.
I’m looking at the direction of the doorboard, and I’m just as skeptical: it’s not Dong Mei who screams outside the door, it’s trying to seduce us.
“There’s something coming! Open…”
Dong Mei’s cry for help stopped.
The corridor suddenly fell into a silence.
All the knocks just disappeared.
The girls who didn’t go back to their bedrooms, they didn’t know what to do.
I can’t move, I get nervous and fall asleep.
Six.
When I woke up again, it was the next morning.
And Natsumi and Xuachan stood on a small balcony, whispering something.
I’ll take a look.
The glass window was covered with a scratch, like a hard fingernail on the vessel, each with a hard scratch.
Looks like something was trying to climb in through the window.
“What was it last night? I’m sorry.
“No! Let’s go home. This dorm is not going to live. I’m sorry.
I agree with you in your hands.
In particular, yesterday, he himself experienced the horrors of the toilet, leaving school was the wisest option.
I’d like to ask Wang Ying to leave, but she’s not in the bedroom.
“Where’s the bong? I asked.
He’s got a face and a face.
“We get up, she’s gone. I’m sorry.
“Maybe it’s the bathroom. Let’s go downstairs and check it out. I’m sorry.
The three of us, together, opened the door for a second and the hallway was full of joy.
The kids were talking about a good breakfast in the cafeteria, not last night.
#Harry whispered to me # I’m sorry.
“I don’t know. I’m sorry.
I was in a panic.
Everyone is in exactly the same state as the roommate whom it compelled yesterday.
We came to the school door very soon.
There were also girls in the old dormitory building at the front door, shouting to leave.
The security guards locked the school door and shouted with a loudspeaker: “No one is allowed to leave while in school, and he is responsible for the consequences of his escape. I’m sorry.
“Let’s stay put.” I’m sorry.
Let me look at how serious the consequences are.
Soon, some of the students were grumpy and impulsive and went straight to the railing of the iron door.
They were going to climb to the top and slide down the other side.
However, strange things have happened.
One of the students who stood on the rails was scared, screaming in his mouth, “Help” and fell in a panic.
When they landed, they ran along the road towards the dormitory building.
I’m worried about something coming out of the door and pulling roommates away from the door.
“Le Blue, are we stuck in school? “Harry’s mood is very depressed.
I encouraged them both to say, “It’s temporary to be trapped, and if we live in accordance with the room code, we can get off. I’m sorry.
“I’m hungry, let’s eat in the cafeteria.” I’m sorry.
I’ve been thinking about it, so let’s go first.
When I returned to the dormitory, I found a long line at the entrance to the first floor.
I’m looking at a dozen girls in line, the same group that just ran over the wall.
I found out that they found Aunt Housekeeper and asked for a bottle of gray powder.
I’ve been drinking, and that powder can get rid of the dirty stuff that follows.
I can guess what they saw.
Aunt Li Blue? I’m sorry.
I was confused.
I remember Dong Mei’s room rules clearly stating…
“If Aunt Housekeeper invites you into her room, please refuse. I’m sorry.
“Give them a bottle of medicine for each of them.” I’m sorry.
I said, “I have to go now. I’m sorry.
I’m not going back, I’m going to run.
One breath to the 404, I looked up and found the door open.
When I left, I locked the door.
And I pushed the door, and the sapling fell down on the balcony, and the concubine drew nothing.
“Where have you been all morning? I’m sorry.
And when we saw her safe and secure, We set down in peace with our suspended heart.
Thick up on my head and twisted 180 degrees straight behind my neck.
I even heard the sound of her broken bones.
She looked at me without an expression, and the sound was sharp:
“I washed up this morning and found Dong Mei’s fallen phone at the door, so I came back late. I’m sorry.
My head burst.
She’s– she’s pretending to be a baby!
It paints a strange spell on the ground I can’t see.
And this thought appeared in my mind, with that rule.
“You must treasure your roommate. I’m sorry.
It’s the opposite.
The correct answer is, “Beware of your roommate.” I’m sorry.
Unfortunately, I finally realized that it was too late.
My brain is stinging, and I’m getting more fond of it.
It’s a strange, twisted act that falls into my eyes and it’s a very different beauty.
I fought against it subconsciously.
“What’s on Dong Mei’s phone?” I’m sorry.
I don’t understand. Which one did Wang and Dong Mei break?
It lifts its white palms with red fingernails on it, takes out its pink shell cell phone from its pocket and throws it at me: “There is no unlocking the code, look for yourself.” I’m sorry.
I’m pushing it with a sense of anxiety.
The news is full of insults to Dong Mei…
“That’s disgusting! Thief! Crazy!
“I’ll kill you if you steal from us again! I’m sorry.
“You traitor, get out of our 403! Don’t come back!
“Why don’t you die! Stealing garbage! I’m sorry.
I didn’t understand that Dong Mei’s character was so open, it wasn’t like he was a pickpocket.
I lit her photo albums and saw a row of pictures full of them.
It’s her other bedroom rules.
I’ll turn it on.
There are rules like 404 bedrooms.
There are rules like the 403 bedroom of Dong Mei.
There are a few rules that I’ve never seen. It’s strange.
“Don’t enter people’s dormitories without permission, or you’ll be mistaken as a thief. I’m sorry.
“If you are deemed a thief, you will be marginalized by your roommate. I’m sorry.
“The aunt in charge of the building can help you regulate the bedroom. I’m sorry.
“When you are treated as a traitor by your roommate, hang your clothes outside the window after 8 p.m. and take them back before 10 p.m. I’m sorry.
“Lights out at 10 p.m. every night, with a mirror covering his face, can be effective in preventing victimization. I’m sorry.
“Please be careful of your roommate. I’m sorry.
I’m so ashamed, I didn’t think that taking “rules” pictures in other bedrooms would cause a series of problems.
She was stigmatized as a thief and then turned into a traitor by her roommate, who, after the lights went out, brutally threw her into the corridor.
Three girls in 403 were responsible for the death of Dong Mei.
And my miscalculation and my miscalculation is indirectly tied to Dong Mei.
I feel guilty, and an evil thought comes out of my mind.
We instinctively told ourselves that it was wrong.
But my feet didn’t listen, and I left the bedroom and knocked on the 403 door.
Three girls like the little ones saw my cell phone, and they got high on their toes.
“Was it a fight for Dong Mei again? You want to die? I’m sorry.
I said to the 403-year-old girl, “Tomei will not spare you, she will come at night for revenge.” You will surely be punished for isolating your roommates. I’m sorry.
And We turned away from their eyes that were false and angry.
I went back to the 404 dormitory rigidly.
I saw a weird smile on the face.
I must have been compelled by it.
I’m panicking. I’m getting out of control.
7
Night comes.
I’m done washing by 8:00.
Bumbles opened the window and hung her clothes out.
And Natsuki and Xu looked at it with a single look.
I know, they talked to it too.
They’re like me, they’re all unsure and irrational puppets.
My fingers are shaking and I don’t want to stretch to the closet.
But my subconscious cried over and over again, “I cannot obey!” I’m sorry.
I want to live.
I don’t want to fall into a puppet.
I wringed a bottle of mineral water from the top to the face.
Three people looked at me with shock.
And We saw in the eyes of a blemish a flash of evil.
I’m a little sober.
The rules of another bedroom appear in my mind.
“Lights out at 10 p.m. every night, with a mirror covering his face, can be effective in preventing victimization. I’m sorry.
I sneaked a mirror out of my makeup bag and stuffed it in my pajamas pocket.
I looked carefully at the phone and counted the time.
9:30, I’m going to the bathroom.
9:50, I climb to bed.
At this point, the corridor is very quiet.
After what happened last night, everyone realized that terrible things would happen after the lights went out.
Ten o’clock sharp, the dormitory building lights off on time.
There’s a dead silence around.
I squeezed my makeup mirror, quietly pulled it out, put it in front of my body.
Suddenly, the quiet corridor was broken by a noisy footsteps.
“Check the bed! I’m sorry.
“Open the door!
There’s a sarcasm out there, and it’s accompanied by a crazy knock on the door, and it’s in my ear.
There was a woman who beat the gate of 404 and shouted our names:
Lee Blue!
“Wild Slim!”
“Harry! I’m sorry.
“Haku-chan!”
I covered my mouth with one hand and was afraid to make a sound.
The girl in one of the bedrooms said, “Is she sick? What’s going on in the middle of the night? Why don’t you let us sleep? I’m sorry.
Then I heard opening doors, screaming, calling for help…
As horrible as last night.
I don’t understand. Why would anyone open the door?
I knew it was dangerous to open the door.
I looked at the door, and my heart stopped.
Zoo is standing in front of the door.
It’s in the moor with the door locked.
The red nail polish is particularly impressive at night.
It’s open!
It was intentional!
I dare not go down and stop and make noise.
I watched it unlock the lock and pull the door open.
It’s a scary laugh.
It’s just like the weird woman I heard in the bathroom.
I saw two shadows coming in.
I held the mirror unconsciously in front of my face.
This is my last hope for self-help.
The dark shadow stayed by my bed for seconds.
It’s heading for the bed of Sharpay.
“Aah! Aah! I’m sorry.
Charlotte screamed in shock.
Zip–
It bit Hattori’s neck.
Natsuki’s head is weak and he has only one skin attached to his torso, and his eyes are turned and he stares in my direction.
I didn’t move. I didn’t do anything.
The next one to die is Xu Yan.
Clean up our bedroom.
The shadows left the room with the saplings.
They didn’t have time to lock the door.
There were screams in the hallway.
Horrible, like purgatory.
Through the moonlight outside the window, I saw a cloud of shadows roaming the corridor.
They’re either floating or crawling.
They’re fast.
They make women’s voices and they play different students.
It was not until 2 a.m. that this brutal killing ended.
The corridor returns to silence again.
So did the Bumbledore.
It looked at me for three seconds.
Then he returned to his bed to rest.
I snuck my eyes open.
The light in my eyebrow, it’s in the mirror.
The mirrors were pointed at the blisters.
It’s a human shadow.
One face without five officials, all pale.
There are only two black holes, long in their eyes, which send cold light in the red.
8
Morning.
I didn’t get up until I left the bedroom.
The dorms are clean, the dead roommate is gone.
My head is a mess.
I don’t know how long I can stay awake.
I found that there were still a lot of students in the hallway.
They’re laughing, as they just came to report.
I saw Dong Mei downstairs.
She was wearing two 403 roommates’ arms and passed me by.
Their faces are stiff.
Despite their rhetoric, they are no different than usual.
But they’re more like wiring puppets who do their “students” mechanically.
I fell and hit the first floor.
I knocked on the door to Aunt House.
“Ma’am, can I have another bottle of medicine? I’m sorry.
That’s the only way I can think of.
“You’re okay?” I’m sorry.
Her white horns are full of hair and her eyes are flashing different colors.
I’m trying to nod.
A voice shouted in my ear: “Go! Leave her! Watch out! I’m sorry.
“Come in. I’m sorry.
I hesitated.
“Don’t go in there! She’ll kill you!” I’m sorry.
On the contrary…
I am acutely aware that its control over me is contrary to the truth about security.
I stepped into Aunt’s room.
The sad girl’s voice is gone.
I looked at Auntie and cried, “What should I do? I’m sorry.
Auntie gave me a bottle of medicine, a glass of water, let me drink it first, pressure it.
I’ve been drinking this gray powder before, and it’s really dangerous.
I just don’t know if this time I can suppress it.
I asked my aunt, “What are they?” I’m sorry.
She asked me, “What did you see?” I’m sorry.
I held the mirror in fear, “The black shadow, and the white skin of no-faced people, and the eyes of two black holes, with red light. I’m sorry.
Aunt Housekeeper was not surprised and seemed to have seen them before.
“You can live in peace, a student who understands the rules. I’m sorry.
She appreciates me.
“You know the truth, you have to pay for it. Are you sure you want to know? I’m sorry.
Her tiny dimpled eyes were dark and dark, so I couldn’t read her emotions at all.
“Will I die?” I asked.
“No.” I’m sorry.
“Will I be eaten?”
“Neither. I’m sorry.
“Will I become a blind puppet? I’m sorry.
“No, I won’t. I’m sorry.
“What’s the price? “I wonder.
“You can choose not to ask the truth and leave me, so that you may live until the end.” I’m sorry.
I remember what happened these two nights.
My roommate came back from the dead.
How do I live with a bunch of monsters?
The long night as the call of hell.
I choose to know the truth.
The price is too bad to die in a dormitory.
9
Fifty years ago…
This is a mass grave.
Schools are being built in the city, land is being collected, and the minimum price is being paid to buy the countryside and start work.
One year later, the school was built.
But there’s always an event on campus.
The students, the teachers, the accidents.
The school’s suspicion is that the graveyard is dead.
I’ve asked a lot of monks. It’s not gonna help.
Later, a monk set up this old dormitory building, where I lived, as the “Sacrificial Observatory”.
The building is in the middle of a mass grave, where the most remains are buried.
After their death, they were worshiped by no one and subjected to daily pressure from their students and to the noises in the school.
Their grievances are deep.
So they often come out at night and hurt people without distinction.
The altar of sacrifice…
As it is, the students who live here will be the sacrifice of the dead.
With the souls of these students, the dead are raised, their grievances are healed and what is in the mass graves is no longer harmful.
The women are so heavy that the old dormitories are arranged for female students.
Schools choose to live in this building with children who are poor, have large numbers of children in their families or are left behind without priority.
Even if they are replaced by it, they become different, no one cares, no one cares.
Those girls who are replaced by it, who leave the cemetery to feed, will become deplete, deplete and eventually die.
Girls die either from disease or by accident. No one would suspect it was an old dormitory.
They’ll be back here again, looking for the next double.
10
I remember the girls who crawled in front of the school and tried to escape.
So they saw it back.
These dirty things appear every day, waiting in front of the door for the night to come and return to this old dormitory building and re-target.
Its body has long been decomposed, leaving a shadow that can’t be seen.
It can turn into anyone’s face, mixed up in you and me.
Then kill you silently.
I’ve heard from Aunt Housekeeper and I’ve lost my mind.
I am thinking that, by my own means, it will not be possible to reverse the situation and to resolve more than 50 years of grievances.
But I thought of another way out.
Auntie, since you can’t leave school, can you move? I can apply for a change of bedroom, a change of profession. I’m sorry.
Aunt Housekeeper laughed at my innocence.
“The school won’t allow it. If you enter the altar, it’ll stare at you and you’ll die. I’m sorry.
I was mute and desperate.
“But congratulations, you’ve got a life.” I’m sorry.
I was surprised to see her.
Aunt Housekeeper took out an old, faded plastic sheet and put it in front of me.
“Take care of the rules, I’ll go first. I’m sorry.
I’m confused.
I looked at her a little back.
She never came back.
Eleven.
Building management teacher’s code–
Congratulations, being a survivor of choice, as an aunt in charge of the building.
It is my pleasure to inform you that this position is paid well.
As long as you abide by the following rules, this school ensures you a better and better future.
“This dormitory, all four-bed. I’m sorry.
“The lights are out at 10:00 p.m. I’m sorry.
“Close the doors and windows before lights out. After the lights go out, whatever happens, do not open the doors and windows. I’m sorry.
“Don’t hang clothes outside the window after 10:00. They’re in their old clothes, they’re rotten, they love to look for beautiful clothes and follow you. I’m sorry.
“Left bathrooms are safe. They like to lie in the right bathroom. I’m sorry.
“No toilet after lights out. In case of emergency, please settle in the room. I’m sorry.
“The powder in the drawer is special ash that can disperse them. I’m sorry.
“If a girl asks for help, she can only give one bottle at a time. A maximum of three doses per person will expire. I’m sorry.
“Your room is the center of the altar. It’s absolutely safe. Save people during the day, not at night. I’m sorry.
“They have bad eyesight, they use mirrors to cover their faces, and they think you’re one of them. I’m sorry.
“If you look at a student in a mirror, can you tell from the mirror whether the girl is human? Or are they?”
“Don’t enter any student’s bedroom. I’m sorry.
“Do not regulate the tension between students, the girls who fight may not be human. I’m sorry.
“If a student asks you a question, tell them that all is governed by the bedroom rules. I’m sorry.
“Don’t tell anyone the truth. You’re just an outsider. Otherwise, you’ll be replaced by them. I’m sorry.
“If you’re at retirement age, find qualified survivors. You can tell her the whole truth about someone and she’ll be the new housekeeper aunt and take your place. I’m sorry.
“The girl must be a semi-pollutant who has seen them with her own eyes and has not been completely killed. I’m sorry.
“When you leave, never come back to school again. I’m sorry.
“When you leave, go to the principal’s office and sign a life-long confidentiality agreement, forget everything here, and you’ll have a happy old age. I’m sorry.
“The minimum retirement age for teachers at my school is 55 years, with no limit. I’m sorry.
“If something happens to you during your term of office, we have the right to choose another suitable teacher to take over from you. I’m sorry.
“It’s an honor to stay in school, and your family will be proud of you. I’m sorry.
“If you die, my school will offer you a comfort fund. I’m sorry.
“All information in this school is classified, and if you don’t divulge the school’s privacy, it’ll go mad at you and your family. I’m sorry.
“Bear to the rules, otherwise the consequences are self-inflicted. I’m sorry.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
