Episode 2 Chapter 019 The Door Is Open
The whole process was without any sound, only the changes between light and shadow, it looked like there was someone constantly moving inside, but I knew there was no one inside. It was not until I saw this that I understood why not to sleep. If I slept, the same situation would happen around me, but I would not know anything.
After the shadow swayed for a while, the crack in the room turned into a straight line again, as if the person inside suddenly disappeared. Just when I thought it was finally quiet, the lights in the room suddenly went out. This caught me off guard. Before I could react, I heard the sound of the handle turning, and then the sound of the door slowly opening.
My heart tightened again, and because the only dim light disappeared as the bedroom light went out, my eyes couldn't adapt to the complete darkness for a while, and I couldn't see anything clearly, but I heard footsteps coming towards me from the door.
I huddled closer, leaning as close to the wall as possible, and stared at the direction where the sound came from, but I couldn't see anything, as if there was nothing in the living room. Finally, I felt that the sound reached the sofa, and then there was no sound.
I curled up in the corner and didn't dare to breathe, just staring at the sofa, which was empty, with nothing on it. This was the first time I hoped so earnestly that the day would come soon and end this terrifying process. Of course, after the voice disappeared on the sofa, the whole house returned to its usual quietness at night, without any movement.
After a long period of silence, I finally allowed myself to relax a little. I was no longer so tense, then I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes. I was so sleepy that I fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up, I felt cold all over. I must have been woken by the cold, because my body had completely fallen down and was lying on the floor.
After waking up, I sat up immediately, but at that moment, I suddenly saw a person sitting on the sofa. I was so scared that I let out a muffled cry on the spot. Realizing that I made a sound, I quickly covered my mouth, but the figure on the sofa didn't move at all, still sitting there straight.
I leaned against the wall, feeling cold sweat all over, and I didn't dare to move at all. I tried to look at the watch, 3:33!
It was the same time again. I actually slept for an hour. I didn't know if this was against Master Nan's instructions, or if something bad would happen. But now I couldn't care about these things at all, because I felt a chill. I didn't know if it was because I had just woken up, or because there was something special around me?
Soon I saw the figure on the sofa stand up and walk towards me. I leaned against the wall and kept my eyes on him. He obviously knew I was here and approached me little by little, then squatted in front of me. When he came close to me, I only saw that his face was rotten. This is Old Man Liu , there is no mistake!
At that moment, I was so scared that I felt like I was going to collapse, and I really wanted to scream out loud. At the same time, I felt myself sitting up suddenly, and then I realized that it was just a dream.
After realizing that this was a dream, I felt a little better. It was like returning to reality and feeling so good to be alive. But when I thought about what happened before I fell asleep, I started to feel something was wrong again.
First, I am lying on the bed in the room, and second, the lights are on.
I stared at the room in disbelief, my mind trying desperately to recall whether this was the case. Finally, when I realized that I should have been sleeping in the corner of the living room instead of on the bed, I realized that this was weird.
What's even more weird is that the door of the room was open, and I saw a camera on the desk. When I looked over, I happened to see the black hole of the camera, which startled me inexplicably. I looked at these and finally my eyes fell on the electronic clock. The time on it was 3:33!
At the same time as in my dream, I was about to get up, but when I sat down on the edge of the bed, I saw that my shoes were indeed there, but they were a pair of cloth shoes, the same ones my mother said were used for offering sacrifices to the dead with white soles and black cloth.
If I'm not mistaken, I came back to bed and slept again, probably wearing this pair of shoes. But I still have some doubts about how I got back, although I guess I fell asleep in the living room and came back unconsciously.
I got out of bed barefoot and closed the door. The living room outside was dark and looked a bit eerie. When I closed the door, I saw what seemed to be a person standing in the living room. I saw it for a moment and couldn't see clearly, so I opened the door and looked again, but he was gone. So I closed the door, and when I closed it, I seemed to see him again.
The situation was just like the last time I saw someone standing next to the desk, but when I turned on the light there was nothing. So I opened the door, went outside and turned on the light in the living room.
After the lights came on, the living room was empty. I glanced around and finally set my eyes on the corner where I had been sitting before. Then I realized that my shoes were placed in the corner and I had taken them off there. It was basically certain that I wore cloth shoes after I fell asleep and then returned to bed.
I walked to the sofa, and as I walked over, I suddenly felt a gust of cold wind. I turned my head to look, but I was really scared because the door to the living room was open!
Even though the lights in the living room were on, I couldn't remain calm. The strong contrast between the bright living room and the dim corridor made me feel a creepy terror. So I swallowed, walked to the door of the living room, and closed it without hesitation and feeling very guilty.
Maybe the noise I made when I closed the door was too loud and woke up my mother. Then she stood outside the guest bedroom, looked at me and asked what was going on and why she was banging on the door in the middle of the night. I was really scared, so I slammed the door with a little more force, and it sounded like banging on the door to outsiders.
My mother dressed me tightly and asked me where I had been so late at night. Seeing that she misunderstood me, I said that I got up and saw the living room door was open, so I closed it.
After I said that, my mother's strange behavior , and then another thought came to my mind. I began to doubt that it couldn't be my mother who opened the door?
My mother was even more surprised when she heard this. She said she had clearly closed the door before going to bed, so how could it be open? And soon she noticed that I was barefoot and asked me why I was not wearing shoes. As for what happened to her, I'm afraid she herself wouldn't remember it. My mother's expression changed while she asked. She said, "Did I encounter something wrong again?"
As she spoke, she came over to the incense burner and said she was going to burn some incense. But when she got to the table with the incense burner, I saw only one stick of incense on it, which had only burned a little bit. So my mother looked at me and asked me if I had burned incense before.
How could I have burned incense? I had never been next to that table. I shook my head and said it was not me. My mother said that the incense was just lit a while ago, so who else could it be if not me? I wanted to say if it was her, but I was afraid to scare my mother by saying that, and I was not sure myself, so I said I didn't know.
My mother stood in front of the table and didn't move. Then she turned around and said that this was really weird. Then she grabbed a handful of rice and smashed it all over the living room. She was muttering something while smashing it. I didn't listen carefully. After she finished smashing it, my mother said, let's go to bed first and we can talk about these things tomorrow.
I don’t know if it’s because I felt that my dad didn’t care about what was happening at home, but when my mom was about to go in, I casually asked where my dad was and why he didn’t react to such a loud noise. I saw my mom stunned for a moment, and then as if she thought of something, she quickly turned around and went into the room. I felt that my mom’s reaction was not right, so I followed her.
Then I saw my mother standing at the door. She was the only one in the room and the bed was empty. She told me in panic that she heard the noise and got up without turning on the light. When she got up, she felt something was wrong, but she didn't pay attention to it. Now when I asked her this, she realized that my father didn't seem to be asleep in bed.
I just felt another chill coming over me, and then I thought that the reason the door to the living room was open might be because my dad went out and left it open.
