Walking through the main road on the lawn at the back door, the new security guard Jameson scolded the group of old security guards who were clinging to the old in a low voice, and at the same time scolded the cold snowy night.
The number of people in Pallander Academy is between two and three thousand, but it occupies a large area.
Christmas was approaching, and most of the students were away from school for the holidays. The entire campus was silent, and it felt like a ghost town.
Jameson subconsciously scanned the dark place where the lights couldn't reach, and always felt that there were vague shadows everywhere, as if there was something hiding there ready to go.
Well, this is a reflex for a horror movie lover.
In fact, in addition to the rubber baton issued by the school, he also brought an electric shock device for self-defense, but it was useless for warmth.
In the campus, apart from the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the trees, the only sound was the rustling of his feet stepping on the snow.
Jameson quickened his pace and flicked the flashlight around.
He decided to deal with the patrol as soon as possible, and then hid in the security room, determined not to come out again.
At this time, he had already arrived at an exchange student dormitory building, and he heard a faint sound in his ear.
After a while, his face suddenly turned pale—that seemed to be a woman's voice.
This voice is not talking, but it is very similar to the background sound echoing in the stereo in a horror movie, like a female ghost howling and struggling.
It was intermittent and ethereal, as if it came from an unknown dark corner.
Jameson's teeth were chattering, his legs were shaking, and he was breathing cold.
Pallander College is an art school, never lacking in various urban horror legends.
After all, artists' minds are more easily off-line than normal people, and as a result, a surprising number of true or false horror stories have been produced in the academy.
Such as the girl who brought back the portrait of the witch after sketching, and then died mysteriously.
Or emotional disputes, and finally the couple who quietly died in the dormitory.
What is more frightening is probably the story of a little girl in a white dress with a white face and a barefoot girl bleeding from all seven orifices.
Jameson was shaking, and the flashlight was dangling a little uncontrollably.
Suddenly, he froze again.
Slowly turned the trembling flashlight back to a window on the third floor of the dormitory, and found that it was dark and empty.
But when the light of the flashlight swept across the window just now, he seemed to see a pale woman with disheveled hair, waving at him at that window!
At this moment, Jameson's mind seemed to be frozen, and he stood there in a daze.
Standing blankly for a few seconds, he suddenly realized that the female voice just now had disappeared, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up, blowing the surrounding trees and snow into chaos, like a scene in a movie where a demon descends into the world.
"Wow~Ghost~" He suddenly turned around and ran away.
At this moment, in the room of the dormitory on the third floor, Luke was bending over sideways, leaning his head slightly out of the window.
In his line of sight, the young security guard upstairs looked at the window for a moment, then suddenly ran away like that, far away, far away.
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Luke was stunned: "What the hell?"
Thinking of this, he hugged Yi Lianna in front of him tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Is this security guard mentally ill?"
Elena hit him weakly: "He must have seen us just now, or heard my voice."
Luke was very puzzled: "It's not enough to be scared and run away. We are not ugly, and your voice is not unpleasant. Why is he running so fast?"
Yi Lianna didn't bother to think about this question, she just hugged him tightly: "Shouldn't you think about it first, how to deal with the little rabbit's problem?"
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 couldn't run away. The ending has long been doomed, but it hopes that the 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 to show her agreement.
Downstairs, the young security guard Jameson had already disappeared without a trace. Only the snowy scene of the campus returned to silence, and the two embracing each other slowly admired it.
This night is still very long.
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The next day, December 23rd.
Luke and Elena stayed in the dormitory until after ten o'clock, and enjoyed the indispensable snow coffee for a long time before they got out of the dormitory.
When he walked through the back school gate, he couldn't help asking a middle-aged security guard in the security room: "Excuse me, how is the young security guard here yesterday?"
The middle-aged security guard was stunned: "You mean Jameson?"
Immediately he asked puzzledly, "What did you ask him for?"
Luke shrugged: "I saw him running and patrolling the campus by himself yesterday, he seemed very dedicated, but it's been snowing these days, so..."
The middle-aged security guard said: "It's nothing serious. It's just that the guy likes to watch 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 was his turn to watch tonight, which was a chore.
Luke thanked him politely, and hugged Elena to go out.
Yi Lianna was a little surprised: "There is still such an operation? I scared myself to death. I have a little impression of that man, he doesn't look very timid."
Luke shrugged: "Many people in this world like to scare themselves. If they are timid, they watch horror movies. If they get sick, they can't blame others."
Elena didn't pay too much attention, she put her petite body close to him: "Let's watch horror movies later."
Luke was surprised: "I just drank coffee in the morning, do you want to watch horror movies again?"
Yi Lianna's hand around his waist couldn't help but slapped him lightly: "Can't we go in the afternoon?"
Luke laughed: "Okay, as long as you want. But are there any horror movies for Christmas?"
This question was answered shortly after the two settled for lunch in the restaurant.
No.
They went to two theaters, and none of the real horror films were released, only two low-budget films that were considered thrillers.
However, looking at the clumsy posters and the audience comments that Luke found on Popcorn.com, it proved that these two works were both rotten and mediocre.
The two resolutely gave up and went in to suffer.
Elena was afraid that if she went in to watch it and laughed, 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, both a little funny.
Elena said that she didn't want to waste time looking for horror movies, and the two planned to continue their one-day trip to New York.
While walking out from the second theater, Elena received a call and said a few words. She covered the phone and asked Luke: "Margaret invited me to see the art exhibition and said that the art exhibition was of good quality, but today It's coming to an end, and you may not see it later."