Girls’ Dormitory Escape

    [Do you find school life boring? ]

    [Do you find dorm life boring? ]

    Beijing time at 8:00 pm, A large living area, girls' dormitory building.

     Looking out from the balcony window of the bedroom, silence and darkness enveloped the surroundings.

    Street lights, all the lights in the dormitory building, and even the lights in the distant teaching building area were all extinguished, as if the whole world was nothing but darkness.

    From common sense, this scene cannot appear in the university dormitory area at 8 pm on the first day of school.

    But this anti-logical scenario is real, at this moment.

    Tang Xinjue stood in front of the window, the phone became the only light source, at this moment it was flashing with fluorescent light, buzzing and vibrating.

    Dialog boxes with red characters on a black background pop up from the screen one after another, and bright red traces ooze from the edge of the screen, like a hideous smile:

    "Welcome to the bedroom survival game..."

    "The happy bedroom life begins!"

    15 minutes ago.

    This small four-person dormitory is as usual, because it is the first day of school, the atmosphere in the dormitory is not very high.

    Because a roommate's flight was delayed, he hasn't come back yet, there are only three people in the dormitory. The shrill laughter from other bedrooms sounded from time to time outside the corridor, making the room quieter.

    In the aisle where the four beds are barely separated, there are several full bags, which are the daily necessities they just purchased.

    "Ah, I don't want to start school!"

    Under the No. 1 bed near the door, a whimper rose, and the short-haired girl with thick black-rimmed glasses slumped on the table, unable to love.

    Guo Guo is a staunch school-weary person. From the week before the start of school, he has been wailing in the dormitory group, denouncing the boringness of the education system.

    "Never talk nonsense. How can I find a job if I don't go to school? How can I make money if I don't look for a job?"

    Bed No. 2 near the balcony, a pair of white and slender legs stretched out, and then a graceful figure, with a straight swan neck supporting a delicate face. The words spit out rudely:

    "If I were your parents, I would send you to the construction site to move bricks, and let you know what a good life is. "

    The two beds were next to each other, Guo Guo could see the alluring face as soon as he looked up, and rolled his eyes where he couldn't see: "Nonsense, you are the school flower, the school day starts The love letters received can block the sewers, but of course we don’t understand how boring college life is for us ordinary people.”

    She said sourly, "If I can't find a job after graduation, I will write an autobiography titled "What does it feel like to be a schoolgirl and my neighbor?"

    The school flower of the Finance Department of A University for three consecutive years, Zheng Wanqing shook her head proudly, threw her black hair on her back, and climbed down the stairs with toiletries.

    "Then you can thank me well then."

    Yes, I can't hear you. Guo Guo was so lonely that she was so angry that she turned her head upside down. When she turned her head, she saw another roommate who was unpacking shopping bags.

    She suddenly seemed to have found the backbone: "Tang Xinjue! Look at her, I'm about to die of anger!"

    Hearing the shouting, the girl who was silently unpacking the shopping bag raised her eyelids and glanced at the air perfunctorily, "Yes, it's too much."

    Guo Guo: "You are perfunctory."

    She moved her mouth to complain, but she looked at Tang Xinjue, who was gentle and quiet, and seemed to have a good temper, but did not dare to speak.

    Not only because she did not dare to owe Tang Xinjue, but also because Tang Xinjue was obviously tired and impatient today. It also makes the girl's already thin body look thinner and looks very weak.

    Of course, only the big-chested and brainless Zheng Wanqing believed that Guo Guo would not be deceived again.

    Sure enough, Zheng Wanqing roared loudly: "Isn't I so tired after seeing Xinjue? It's good to reply to you! Don't disturb her!"

    Guo Guo: "...Sister, can you look in the mirror and see how much you have double standards?"

    At this time, Zheng Wanqing had proudly walked to the door of the bedroom, and opened the door: "I'm going to take a bath, you leave a door for me... Hey, why is there no light in this corridor? "

    From her point of view, the corridor lights were all turned off at some point, and the farther away, the darker it became.

    The corridor is long and narrow, so it looks very scary.

    If Guo Guo stood here, the screams could directly overturn the roof. But Zheng Wanqing watched it for a few seconds, but she didn't feel anything wrong, and she was about to step out after raising her legs.

    "Wait."

    Someone suddenly stopped behind her, it was Tang Xinjue.

    Tang Xinjue was dismantling a toothbrush, without looking up, her voice was gentle: "Be careful, it's too dark outside."

    "Oh good." Zheng Wanqing agreed and stretched her legs into the darkness.

    Behind her, the bedroom door slowly closed with a long creaking sound.

    Hearing this voice, Tang Xinjue suddenly put down his toothbrush, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

    To a certain extent, Guo Guo guessed right, Tang Xinjue was indeed very tired.

    Not because of school, but a nightmare.

    She hasn't slept well in a week.

    It is not uncommon for Tang Xinjue to be haunted by nightmares. But this time the situation is more serious. It even affected her real state.

    Just now Guo Guo and Zheng Wanqing were arguing, but she didn't hear a word, only vague noises and rustling whispers, and a tingling pain from the temple Spread out, making it difficult to concentrate.

    These feelings are certainly not enough for outsiders.

    After adjusting in place for a while, Tang Xinjue walked to the sink next to the balcony and turned on the faucet.

    In the mirror above the washbasin, a face belonging to a girl was reflected. The girl in the mirror is wearing a clean and refreshing single ponytail, but under the focus of the light, the fair skin looks a bit too cold and white. With a slender melon-seed face, and the blood on his lips is also very pale, at first glance the whole person looks like a capital malnutrition.

    Tang Xinjue had no idea about his deceptive face, but looking at the pair of black eyes in the mirror, some scenes in the nightmare suddenly flashed in Tang Xinjue's mind.

    The endless night, the thick black mist…

    Without waiting for a deep memory, her roommate's muttering brought her back to reality.

    "Thanks for not having a private bathroom in our dormitory, at least I can catch my breath during the half hour of Zheng Wanqing's bath..."

    Guo Guo complained a lot, glanced at Tang Xinjue, and rolled her eyes: "Hey, while the eldest miss is away, how about we play a game of Die Xian?"

    "Miss" is Guo Guo's nickname for Zheng Wanqing, used to secretly complain. Everyone in the dormitory was nicknamed by her, but Tang Xinjue didn't know what her nickname was.

    Tang Xinjue lowered her eyes for a few seconds, squeezed out the toothpaste, and put the toothbrush in her mouth, "If Wanqing comes back and sees it, you will definitely have a fight again."

    Zheng Wanqing is a staunch atheist, and is extremely repulsive of all monsters, ghosts, snakes, and gods, not to mention games like Pen Fairy and Die Fairy.

    Unfortunately, Guo Guo is a heavy metaphysics lover, and his desk is full of "Details of Zhouyi", "Tarot World" and various divination compasses. He is keen on urban legends and games.

    As expected, when I mentioned this, Guo Guo rolled his eyes: "She is a rotten tree that cannot be carved. But you are different. I see you, and I think your bones are strange and have a fate with metaphysics. …”

    Seeing that Tang Xinjue had been automatically ignored, and even started to open shopping bags, Guo Guo jumped up anxiously, shook his head and persuaded: "It's just to celebrate our promotion to the third year of hard work, Would you like to play with me? Six-line divination, constellation horoscope, and summoning spirits and ghosts are also fine!"

    As soon as Tang Xinjue raised his eyes, the other party immediately shrank his neck, and grieved and died.

    "It's not that you don't know that I'm timid and afraid to play by yourself. Except for the eldest lady in the dormitory, you are the only one who is not afraid of these things, I..."

    Tang Xinjue shook his head helplessly, just about to speak, but his eyes accidentally passed behind Guo Guo and suddenly froze.

    The roommate was still talking incessantly, but in Tang Xinjue's senses, there was no sound coming from the closed mouth.

     Her eyes were fixed on the window.

    On the balcony, she saw a huge yellow eyeball that took up the entire window.

    What is this? Hallucinations from nightmares?

      , scrambled to fill the entire window.

    Hee hee hee hee hee hee…

    The buzzing and murmurs were overwhelming, Tang Xinjue took a deep breath, gritted her back teeth, and did not scream or retreat.

    Three years of illness, a week of nightmares, when the terrifying monster in the dream appeared in reality, she was much calmer than she thought.

    It only took a second for Tang Xinjue to quickly take out her mobile phone and quickly took several photos of the eyeballs on the glass window.

    She had long anticipated that one day she would experience hallucinations. When this happens, the first thing to do is to maintain a stable mental state. Get back to the real by suggesting to yourself that "everything in front of you is an illusion."

    The photo has been taken, and the next step is to check it—Tang Xinjue opens the mobile phone album and recites it in his heart, this is just an illusion.

    Seeing empty photos, the brain will realize that everything is false, and then open the self-recovery mechanism.

    The album opens, and as the picture pops up, a bunch of eyeballs appear on the phone screen.

    At the moment when they pop up, I don’t know if it is an illusion, and even a daze can be captured from these eyeballs—

    Seeing the mental pollution beyond cognition, the first reaction is to take a picture with a mobile phone. What is this operation? ?

    Tang Xinjue also frowned: Her symptoms suddenly worsened, and even looking at the photos would have hallucinations?

    No, she has to contact the doctor first.

    Opening the phone address book, Tang Xinjue dialed a number, and at the same time deliberately ignored the eyeballs outside the window, neither avoiding nor looking directly, to prevent more hallucinations.

    Seems to have noticed Tang Xinjue's neglect, the eyeballs outside the window seemed to be angry, they began to vibrate, hitting the squeezed glass window one after another, making a dull crashing sound.

    "Huh? Who's shooting the window?" Guo Guo was tearing open a bag of snacks and turned around.

    Tang Xinjue was stunned, but it was because of Guo Guo's words.

    If the eyeball hitting the window is her hallucination, how can the roommate hear the sound?

    A sharp sense of ominousness suddenly crossed my mind, Tang Xinjue immediately took action to stop Guo Guo from turning back, but it was too late—

    "--ah-ah-ah-"

    With a shrill scream that was enough to overturn the skull, the lights in the bedroom flickered precariously twice, and then went out in an instant.

    The surroundings were plunged into darkness.

    Tang Xinjue ignored the phone that showed the busy tone, and immediately went to pull Guo Guo, but when she reached out her hand did not touch anyone, her roommate was already slumped on the ground, "Damn, what did I just see..."

    " Jue God Jue God, where are you, I'm so scared oooooo!" After realizing the power outage, Guo Guo jumped up to look for someone, grabbed Tang Xinjue Howling with confidence.

    However, after a few seconds, a shrill laughter interrupted her wailing.

    "Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee-"

    The laughter seemed to come from outside the balcony, the window was closed, but it seemed to be in the wilderness, so that people could clearly hear the echo.

    The most bizarre thing is that with the power outage in the bedroom, the densely packed huge eyeballs outside the balcony window also disappeared, leaving only darkness, as if the entire bedroom area lost power at the same time.

    “Do you find school life boring?”

    “Do you find dorm life boring?”

    The voice was like a child, humming a cheerful and eerie tune.

    Tang Xinjue station is closest to the balcony, and you can even faintly hear the exclamations and screams outside.

    The cheerful voice is still chanting: "In response to your wishes, to meet your requirements... An exciting game is coming, do you want to participate?"

    During the singing, Tang Xinjue heard his own heartbeat, like a drum, showing the truth of everything in front of him.

    —this is a recurring vision of her haunting nightmares.

    “yes…or…yes!”