Event number 003
Event name: People outside the door
Client: Fan Ruhong
Sex: Male
Age: 31
Occupation: Chef
Family ties: None
Contact address: Room, Lane No., Anguang West Road, Minqing City
Contact number: 6314
process:
On April 13, 2001, the client visited for the first time. Audio file 00320010413wav.
"Hello, Mr. Fan, please tell me what happened to you."
"Oh... this... there have been a lot of people coming to my house recently, people I don't know. Those people are... very strange. Ah, they didn't enter the room, they just knocked on the door, and they were all in the middle of the night. I see So scared."
"Did they come to your house for something?"
"All kinds of things, very...I don't know what to say..."
"You can tell us in detail what happened each time, so that we can make an accurate judgment."
"Oh. To elaborate... let me start from the beginning. The first time, the first time I remember was a group of young people, just in their early twenties, men and women, all well-dressed, not the kind of street gangsters. They knocked on the door, and people were in the corridor, making some noise. It was very late at the time, and I didn’t recognize them. I thought they were looking for the wrong person, so I opened the door and let them go. They were surprised to see me and reacted. , laughed and joked with each other, apologized to me, and went downstairs in a fuss. I lived in a husband’s room, with two families on the first floor, an elderly family across the door, and a family of three upstairs and downstairs. It was impossible for so many young people to come and play in the middle of the night. They left, and nothing happened that night, and I didn’t hear them making any noise. I thought they had gone to the wrong building, so I didn’t take it seriously.”
"Yeah. What happened next?"
"Later, probably a few days later, less than a week later, I was about to fall asleep at night when I heard a movement at the door. Thinking it was a thief, I quietly went to the door and saw that he was a middle-aged man with no suit on. Okay, my face was red, I drank, and I took the key and stuffed it into the keyhole of my house. The middle-aged man looked quite weak, the kind who sits in an office. I am a cook in a restaurant, and I have some strength when it comes to shaking spoons. I am also defensive. Then I took the kitchen knife and put my hand behind my back before opening the door. When I opened the door, the man didn't even react. He was drunk and confused. I told him that I went to the wrong place, and he thought about it for a long time. Then I patted the door, looked around, and went upstairs."
"He lives in the same building?"
"I... I don't think so... I never saw him in the building. I closed the door that night and went to sleep. I didn't hear anything happened after that."
"Yeah. Judging from your two experiences, they don't look like supernatural events."
"These two times are nothing... After that... After that, a while later, I... It was also midnight... twelve o'clock, or one o'clock... around early in the morning. I heard a knock on the door. No, it was not a knock on the door, it was first I heard the sound of crutches. You know, the crutches used by the elderly. The old man walked slowly and came up from downstairs. I was woken up, and what I heard... it was really... goosebumps all over my body. It was in the middle of the night. Yes, there was a man climbing the stairs with a cane... He stopped on my floor, and then there was a knock on my door. I was scared to death and froze at the time. My parents were dead long ago, and the older generation There is only one grandpa left. He doesn’t live nearby. There is no reason for an old man... an old couple across the street. The old man is on crutches. I went out for a walk at night and met them, helping him home. That person... that one knocks The sound of the door was endless and not fast. It was the same as the sound of the cane before, once and for all. I didn't open the door for a long time, but he didn't give up. He... He stopped for a while, stopped knocking, and started ringing the doorbell. The sound was very harsh. I had almost recovered at that time, so I went to look. There was an old man at the door, whom I didn't recognize. He looked like... How do you say that word... He was about to die! Just that kind of bird. The kind with his feet already in the coffin. His eyes were lifeless. I was really scared and stared at him for a long time. He just kept ringing the doorbell... "
"Mr. Fan, please calm down. You can rest for a while before continuing."
"No, no, it's okay. I'll continue... I..."
"Didn't you think about calling the police? That might be a lost old man."
"I thought about it, but my legs are a little weak. Didn't you see that the old man really looked like he was about to die, not like he was alive."
"Are the lights in the corridor a switch light or a voice-activated light?"
"It's voice controlled."
"The noise he made caused the voice-activated light to stay on?"
"Ah? Ah... you said that... then it turns out... that turns out not to be... Gudu..."
"What happened to him in the end?"
"In the end I couldn't bear it anymore, so I told him through the door that he was on the wrong track."
"He just left?"
"He stood at the door for a long time. I thought he was deaf, so I said it loudly again, and he looked at me, no, he looked at me, and stood for a while, and then... Then he was very disappointed... I don't know how to describe it, It must have been disappointment, his face was downcast, his eyebrows and eyelids were drooping. Or maybe it was my misunderstanding. He was already so old that he had wrinkles and age spots. He walked away slowly after that. The sound of the cane... I waited until I didn’t turn back until the sound of the crutches disappeared. I didn’t even sleep that night.”
"Are you experiencing this three times in total?"
"Not just! If only these three times... Although the old man was very scary, but... in short, it was several times. Some people knocked twice, but I didn't respond and left immediately. There were still others who didn't give up. I shouted and returned Don’t give up. I think there is a problem, it’s really a problem. I called the police, but the police said it was not their responsibility. Walking in the wrong door is not a case. I also asked the community security guard and the neighbors in the building. This is... the most What scares me... They all said... They all said there was no... There were no people I mentioned... "
"That is to say, except for you, no one else knows that someone entered the community and entered your building in the middle of the night?"
"Yes... I really hit something, right? Did I hit something evil?"
"Did you do anything special before these things happened?"
"I don't know... I'm a cook, does killing a chicken count? Is it like this that I got something bad?"
"Maybe it has nothing to do with you personally."
"What?"
"What special circumstances were there in your family before this happened?"
"Inside the house... I... ah... door, that door! I changed the door!"
"oh?"
"The original door lock was broken, so I replaced the front door. It must be that door!"
“Where did you buy the door?”
"I don't know, it's just a decoration team. I met a decoration team in the community and asked them to help replace it. They were found by other people. I found a lock repairman, and they took the initiative to promote business. I... ugh!"
"Is it convenient for you now? We want to visit your home."
"I only took half a day off... Can I take it at night? Well, it's too late to change the door today. What do you have..."
"We have amulets for sale. However, if it is really the problem with the door, we do not recommend that you stay here any longer."
"Oh... this..."
"You'd better find a good place to stay tonight."
"In that case, can you do it tomorrow? I'll have a day off tomorrow."
"Yeah, okay."
On April 14, 2001, he went to the client's residence. Audio file 00320010414wav.
"It's upstairs. You..."
"Let's go up first."
"Oh, you first, you first."
Da da…
"This room?"
"Yeah. This door..."
"It's not about the door."
"Eh?"