The warden in the dormitory area gave instructions loudly, but few students obeyed.
The teachers in the school also ran over, and they were all a little at a loss.
"Did you call the police?"
"I've reported it and it's coming soon."
"You need to call the principal about this, right?"
"Where's the academic teacher?"
The teachers discussed. They are all the teachers who just taught the students. At this time, there are really not many teachers left in the school.
Ambulances and police cars came in from outside the school at this time.
The two girls subconsciously looked at the cars.
"Hey!" The long-sleeved girl firmly held her companion's hand and stared in one direction with her eyes wide open.
"What's wrong?" her companion asked nervously, looking at her and then following her gaze.
The girl in long sleeves saw a black kitten.
The kitten was squatting under the tree on the sidewalk, inconspicuously. It seemed to be looking at the crowd, and also seemed to be watching the police cars and ambulances driving in.
Her companion was still asking: "What happened? What did you see?"
The onlookers were finally dispersed and a path was made.
The two girls followed the crowd and backed away.
The long-sleeved girl hesitated.
Because of the crowd's obstruction, she could no longer see the tree or the cat.
They all now saw the car that was surrounded just now.
The car looked familiar.
"Baby! My baby!" The middle-aged woman sat on the ground, crying miserably.
The man who looked like her husband looked dazed and sat slumped next to her.
There was no one in the car.
The two girls heard the discussion around them.
"...just hit their son..."
"...it was his father who was driving..."
"... Drunk driving, right? I just saw him rushing in... "
"...Look at that tire. Is there blood on it?"
"Isn't it the tire over there that hit the person?"
The two girls twisted their necks and tried hard to see the wheels.
There seemed to be red blood stains on the black tires.
The body was on the other side of the car, still under the wheels.
Both thought of the cat.
The long-sleeved girl turned her head suddenly, pulled her companion out again, and finally saw the tree.
Under the tree, there was nothing.
What I just saw seemed to be just a blur.
She hesitated, wanting to say something to her companion.
Her companion turned pale and trembled, as if very cold. Right next to her, a woman in a cotton-padded jacket clung to her body, her dark eyes always staring at her.
The long-sleeved girl didn't see the woman in the cotton-padded jacket. She just felt that what she encountered today was terrifying. Her companion doesn't look too good either.
"Let's... go back to the dormitory. Let's go through the outside door." The girl in long sleeves said.
Her companion nodded.
The two shuffled around the dormitory area with many others.
The streetlight shone on them, casting the shadows of three people on the ground.
Meow-
There was a faint sound of cat meowing, coming from the grass and treetops of the school.
There is a strange human-shaped shadow on the full moon hanging high in the sky. The outline of the shadow was not entirely human, but had two goat's horns. But after a while, the horns disappeared and the shadow completely turned into a human shape.
got windy.
The mist enveloped the moon and obscured the shadows on the moon.
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On the notebook screen, the QQ group window occupies a large space in the center.
The words "Aoba Readers" are written above the window. A group of three hundred people, all three hundred people are online.
The last line of message is! The title of the book is "Strange Stories", please support me! "
The person at the desk stared at the screen for a long time, clicking the mouse here and there, opening some random things to look at, and then returned to the QQ group window.
The latest message is still the one she just posted.
She was a little confused, but she looked at the time and turned off QQ and the computer.
She went into the bathroom, brushed her teeth and washed herself.
Her own face appeared in the mirror.
After everything was done, she turned off the light in the bathroom and walked out of the bathroom.
The bedroom light came out of the room, illuminating the house slightly.
In the dim bathroom, several faces appeared in the mirror, as if the bathroom was crowded with people.
The woman had returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.
She picked up the phone next to the pillow and looked at the group messages again.
Still no one replied.
Her fingers wandered around the screen and she clicked on the red envelope.
The red envelopes were sent out, but the expected screen refresh did not appear.
Feeling strange, she switched to a group and sent another message.
She still got no response.
She was a little sleepy and thought about getting up and taking a look tomorrow. If it didn't work, she would log in again and install it again.
After setting the alarm on her phone, she pressed down the screen and put the phone aside.
Taking off her glasses and turning off the bedside lamp, she turned over in bed, chose a comfortable position, and closed her eyes.
There was only a little moonlight left in the room.
The curtains were drawn, and the moonlight shone in through the windows and curtains, giving off a faint glow.
Such a little light was quickly swallowed up by darkness.
Many figures appeared in the room.
They appeared out of nowhere, stood in the room, and filled the room.
They all lowered their heads and looked at the naked person.
She heard a noise.
The sound was not from outside the window, but from outside the door.
The sound was familiar to her, she heard it every day.
That was the sound of the laptop being opened, the slight sound of the laptop fan running and the system startup prompt.
She opened her eyes.
She didn't seem to see the room full of people.
She sat up, without her glasses, and found her slippers by instinct.
When she stood up, the room full of people disappeared.
She walked directly to the bedroom door and saw the light.
Light shines from the study.
The laptop screen was on, completely white.
She walked into the study room, wondering if the system would automatically upgrade, and also wondering if she had clicked on the wrong option just now and chose to restart.
There was only white light in front of her eyes.
So, she bent down, lowered her head, and got closer to the computer screen, trying to see clearly what was on it.
The screen is just the computer desktop, there is no prompt box.
She moved the mouse and clicked on the start menu.
Only then did she realize that in addition to her own face reflected on the glowing screen, many figures behind her were also reflected.
She saw a lot of breasts.
Because of the notebook's position, she couldn't see their faces.
Her mind went blank.
Suddenly, she was pushed from behind.
Her face hit the computer screen.
Snapped!
The laptop screen seemed to be pressed down from behind.
In an instant, the notebook was completely closed.
Her body fell to her knees, slowly falling along the chair and desk.
The break on her neck was not very neat, like a plastic bag that had been pulled open, and the break was squeezed into a line.
There were some pieces of meat hanging from the edge of the notebook.
Blood flowed out from the cracks in the notebook, dripping and falling on the table.
Moonlight shines in from the window.
There are no curtains to block it.
The people standing side by side were bathed in the moonlight, expressionlessly lowering their eyes, looking down at the corpses on the ground.
The wind began to blow outside the window, and clouds covered the moon.
As if someone was erasing the traces on the paper with an eraser, the figures in the room disappeared one by one.
The room was plunged into complete darkness.