Episode 1 Chapter 008 Someone is watching you in the middle of the night
Although I was mentally prepared for this, I was still extremely reluctant to hear this answer, because this answer meant that the Old Man Liu I saw through his window for several nights was no longer Old Man Liu. This statement was a bit confusing. In fact, what I wanted to say was, since he was already a dead man, then what the hell was that I saw in front of the window.
As for the reason why Old Man Liu was cremated in a hurry, it was also because of the surveillance video. It is said that the funeral home suddenly received a notice from above yesterday afternoon and immediately cremated the old man's body. Because Old Man Liu's ashes were unclaimed, they were temporarily kept in the funeral home.
Of course, there was no further mention of how the rather strange surveillance video was handled or how it was followed up, as if it had fallen into oblivion. I asked my colleague about it, and he said the same thing as always, saying that these things were not something that people like us could know. He said that even his colleague at the funeral home was not aware of it.
But no matter what, Old Man Liu was cremated, and the stone that was weighing on my heart loosened a little. Now that the body has been dealt with, does that mean that the strange things happening at home can finally stop?
But in fact, things were not as I imagined, because when I returned home at noon, my mother said that she dreamed of a person standing outside the door last night, and it was at night, and she didn't know how he was at the door. This person was creepy, and she was scared, so she came to find me, but my father and I were not there. Then she shouted my name in fear. My father said that my mother was indeed awakened and was very scared.
So I asked my mother if she saw clearly who that person was. My mother shook her head and said that she remembered that it was a person, but she couldn't remember who it was, let alone what he looked like. So I comforted my mother and said it was just a dream, and it might be because she had been worried and anxious these days.
I said this, but I couldn't help wondering in my heart. I saw footprints with incense ash outside the door last night, and my mother dreamed of someone standing there at night. Then in the afternoon, I don't know why my mother pressed the incense head into her hand. Could this series of events really be a coincidence?
Even someone like me who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods couldn't help but start to doubt, let alone people like my mother who seemed like believers. After listening to my advice, my mother said nothing and just said that we should go to the old lady who sells paper money tomorrow to ask if the hermit is willing to help.
It was almost the weekend and there was not much to do in the afternoon, so I went home after get off work. It was strange that maybe it was because I heard the dream my mother told me, so at night I also dreamed of a person standing outside the door. The posture was basically similar to what my mother described, but I could recognize this appearance because the person was indeed blurry like my mother said, or you can see it clearly in the dream, but it becomes blurry after waking up. I don’t know what this saying means.
The way he stood outside the door was exactly the same as the way I saw Old Man Liu standing by the window, but I couldn't say whether it was Old Man Liu.
Then I felt that the whole room suddenly became gloomy, and a feeling of emptiness instantly spread in the room. The man was clearly standing at the door and did not move , but I felt that danger was coming from all directions, which made people inexplicably terrified.
So what happened next was exactly the same as what my mom described. I started looking for my dad and mom everywhere. I searched the whole house but couldn't see any trace of them. Then I kept calling them, but the only sound in the whole house was my echo. Then I woke up.
When I woke up, I was extremely scared. The dark room made me feel like there was someone in the room. I didn't know if it was my illusion, so I was even more scared and curled up even deeper in the quilt. But I was still a little suspicious, so I turned on the light to make myself feel at ease.
The light was a little dazzling when it came on, but at least it showed that there was nothing in the room. I looked around and didn't see anything unusual, so I felt a little relieved and turned off the light again. However, as soon as I turned off the light, I suddenly saw that there seemed to be a person standing next to the desk, motionless, and it was indeed a human figure.
I carefully identified it for a few seconds, and it was really a human figure, so my whole body trembled, and I immediately turned on the light again, but when the light was turned on, there was clearly nothing in the room. I turned off the light again in confusion, but my eyes were fixed on the place where the human figure was just seen, and as expected, another human figure appeared next to the desk. So I turned on the light again, and turned it off, and found that I could see it every time, and it didn’t seem like an illusion or I was mistaking something for a human figure.
Because there was nothing that looked like a human figure next to the desk, I turned the light on and off over and over again, but I didn't dare to get up and really take a look. Finally, when I turned off the light again, I suddenly found that the figure was gone. I looked carefully again and it was indeed gone. Seeing that the figure was gone, my heart did not feel relieved at all, but became even more anxious.
The reason why it was even more suspenseful was that I was basically certain that there was indeed such a figure in front of the desk, and now I couldn't be sure where it went, but no matter where it went, it was now in the room, in a place I couldn't see at all. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine.
So I turned the light back on and fell asleep.
I don’t know how long I slept, but I felt like someone pushed me and I woke up. It was a bit like being startled, but not as sudden as being startled. It was the kind of feeling of waking up suddenly, and I wasn’t groggy at all. I just wondered who pushed me.
Then I realized that I was sleeping alone in the bed. How could someone push me? Then, I remembered the figure before I fell asleep. I also remembered that I turned on the light to sleep, but now the room was dark. The light had gone out for some reason. I didn’t know what was going on.
As these thoughts passed through my mind, fear gradually surfaced, and then I felt as if there was someone standing by the bed. I was sleeping with my back to the edge of the bed, so I couldn't see it. It was just a feeling, or maybe an illusion. But I didn't dare to turn around to see what was going on. Instead, I chose to lie still in bed, holding my breath and listening to the movements beside me, and also wanted to see if there was any movement to push me like that.
After waiting for a long time, it was still quiet. I tried to move my body, and then reached out to touch the switch. As soon as I pressed it, the light came on, which surprised me. The light was indeed turned off, and it was not the light bulb that burned out or something else as I thought. I stood up when the light came on, but there was still no one in the room. It was terribly quiet. I looked at the clock. It was not even 1:00 p.m. It was still early, and it was precisely because it was still early before dawn that I was more afraid. This meant that there was still a long time at night, but I was so scared that I didn't want to sleep at all.
When the lights came on again, I always felt that there seemed to be something strange in the room, but I couldn't tell what it was. I just looked around the room suspiciously, and then I remembered the scene when I woke up before, so I got up and went to the desk. When I got to the desk, I found that the situation on the desk was a little different, or it should be said that it was different from the situation before I went to bed. There was a book with a few pages opened on it .
I am sure that I did not read such a book before going to bed, and it is just an ordinary professional book, nothing special. I put this book on the shelf of my desk and rarely take it out to read. I became even more confused. Is there really something in the room?
I picked up the book and flipped through it casually, but didn't find anything, so I put it casually on the desk. I looked again to see if anything else had been touched, but found that the other items were all placed in their original places and there were no signs of being touched.
I didn't notice anything else, so I went back to bed. But when I was almost at the bed, I finally realized why I felt that the whole room was weird. It was the window. I always close the windows when I sleep. It's not because it's almost winter and I'm afraid of the cold, but because I don't feel safe sleeping with the windows open. So I must close the windows when I sleep, but now the windows are open.
So I walked to the window and was about to close it, but I happened to see the community road downstairs. There was a street lamp just below my window, and there was a person standing under the street lamp. From my angle, I could just see this person.
Suddenly I saw a person standing below, which scared me so much that I stopped moving my hands. It was four o'clock in the morning. Who would be standing under the street light while awake? Especially looking down from the eleventh floor, I could recognize that it was a person, but I had no idea what kind of person he was. What was even more terrifying was that he actually raised his head as if he was looking at me.
