One Thousand and Nine Chapters: The Whining Female Voice, the Little Rabbit Who Was Shot
Walking through the road on the lawn at the back door, Jameson, the new security guard, whispered scolding to the group of old guards who depended on the old and sold the old, and also scolded the cold snowy night.
The number of Paland College is between two or three thousand, but it occupies a large area.
As Christmas is approaching, most of the students leave the school for vacation and fun. The whole campus has no human voice, and it feels like a ghost town.
Jameson subconsciously glanced at the dark place where the light could not reach, and always felt that there were shadows everywhere, as if there was something hidden there and ready to go.
Well, this is a conditioned reflex for a horror movie lover.
In fact, in addition to the rubber baton issued by the school, he also had an electric shocker on his body for self-defense, but unfortunately it was not used for warmth.
In the campus, apart from the faint sound of the wind blowing through the trees, the only sound was the rustling of his feet on the snow.
Jameson quickened his pace and flashed his flashlight around.
He decided to finish this patrol as soon as possible, and then hid in the security room, determined not to come out again.
At this time, he had arrived at an exchange student dormitory building, and he heard a faint sound in his ears.
He was stunned for a while, and his face suddenly turned pale - that, it seemed to be a woman's voice.
This voice is not talking, but it is very similar to the background sound echoing in the audio in a horror movie, like a female ghost wails and struggles.
It was intermittent and ethereal, as if coming from an unknown dark corner.
Jameson's teeth were fighting, his legs were shaking, and he was shivering.
Paland College, an art academy, never lacks urban horror legends of all kinds.
After all, the mind of an artist is more likely to be off-line than a normal person, and as a result, the academy has produced an astonishing number of horror stories, true or false.
Such as sketching brought back the witch portrait, and then the girl who died mysteriously.
Or emotional disputes, and finally the couple who died quietly in the dormitory.
What's more terrifying is probably the story of a white dress and a white face, a barefoot little girl with seven orifices bleeding.
Jameson shivered, and the flashlight dangled a little uncontrollably.
Sudden,
He froze again.
Slowly hit the trembling flashlight back to a window on the third floor of the dormitory, and found it was dark and empty.
But when the light of the flashlight swept through the window just now, he seemed to see a woman with a pale body and disheveled hair, waving at him from that window!
At this moment, Jameson's mind seemed to be frozen, and the whole person was stunned there.
Standing dumbfounded for a few seconds, he suddenly realized that the female voice just now was gone, and a gust of wind suddenly swept in, blowing the surrounding trees and snow, like a scene from a movie where a demon descends into the world.
"Wow ah ah~ ghost~" He turned around suddenly and ran away.
In the dormitory room on the third floor at this moment, Luke was bending sideways and sticking his head slightly out of the window.
In his line of sight, the young security guard upstairs looked at the window for a moment, and suddenly ran away like that, far, far away.
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Luke was stunned: "What the hell?"
Thinking like this, he hugged Elena in front of him and whispered in her ear, "Is there a mental problem with this security?"
Elena beat him feebly: "He must have seen us or heard my voice just now."
Luke was very puzzled: "It's not so scary to run away. We're not ugly, and your voice isn't ugly. Why is he running so fast?"
Elena didn't bother to think about this question, she just hugged him tightly: "Don't you think about it first, how to deal with the bunny?"
Luke chuckled: "The little rabbit didn't call for help when he saw the security just now, so its end is doomed."
Elena snorted softly: "The little rabbit was shot and can't escape. The end is already doomed, but she hopes this process will be better."
Luke pondered, put his chin on her shoulder, and took her back to the window: "Then continue to watch the snow scene here."
Elena just grudgingly hummed in agreement.
Downstairs, the young security guard Jameson had already disappeared without a trace, only the snow scene of the campus returned to silence, allowing the two people who stood in an embrace to enjoy it slowly.
This night is still very long.
...
The next day, December 23rd.
Luke and Irina stayed in the dormitory until after ten o'clock, and they enjoyed the essential snow coffee for a long time before they got out of the dormitory.
As he walked past the back gate, he couldn't help asking a middle-aged security guard in the security room, "Excuse me, is the young security guard here yesterday okay?"
The middle-aged security guard was stunned: "You mean Jameson?"
Immediately he asked inexplicably, "What did you ask him for?"
Luke shrugged: "I saw him running and patrolling the campus alone yesterday. He seemed very dedicated, but it's been snowing these days, so..."
The middle-aged security guard snorted: "It's nothing major. That guy likes watching horror movies. He scared himself last night and went home sick today."
He was also very depressed when he said this.
Without this newcomer, it's his turn to watch tonight, which is a chore.
Luke politely thanked him and went out with Elena.
Irina was a little surprised: "Is there such an operation? I scared myself sick. I have a little impression of that person, and he doesn't look very timid."
Luke shrugged: "Many people in this world like to scare themselves, and they watch horror movies when they are timid, and it's no wonder others are scared of being sick."
Elena didn't care too much, and brought her petite body close to him: "Let's watch a horror movie later."
Luke was surprised: "I just drank coffee in the morning, do you want to watch horror movies again?"
Elena couldn't help but lightly hit him with the hand that wrapped his waist: "Can't you go in the afternoon?"
Luke laughed: "Okay, as long as you want. But are there any horror movies coming out for Christmas?"
The question was answered shortly after the two settled down for lunch at the restaurant.
No.
They went to two theaters, and there were no real horror films, only two low-budget thriller films.
However, looking at the poor poster and the audience comments that Luke found on Popcorn.com, it proves that these are two rotten and mediocre works.
The two resolutely gave up and went in to suffer.
Irina was afraid that she would laugh when she went in to watch it, then her expectations for horror movies would drop in the future, and there would be no fun in watching movies at all.
The two looked at each other, a little amused.
Irina expressed that she didn't want to waste time looking for horror movies, and the two were ready to continue their day trip to New York.
When walking out from the second theater, Elena received a phone call, and said a few words, she covered the microphone and asked Luke: "Margaret invited me to go to the exhibition, saying that the exhibition was good, but today It’s coming to an end, and it may not be seen again.”