Chapter 8: The Twelfth Birthday (2)

It's so embarrassing! Am I going in? or am I going in? It's a horrible feeling inside, but I turned my head to look at the way back, and the back ...... The back is also so scary!

I have the heart to cry. Where did all the lights in the courtyard go? It's only eight or nine o'clock, but what about the people in this courtyard?

There is no light on in the household, and they all sleep? so early? Sleep MB! Get up! I forgive me for this alone.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly the light in a room in the building a little far away from the parking shed came on, and I looked at the faint light shining in front of me, and I don't know why my heart suddenly felt quiet, and I felt that this faint light was so bright and bright.

Now I can go with confidence, thinking that I have already raised my legs and started to walk towards the fifth unit where I live. The neighborhood where I live is a row of apartment buildings on the left, and a row of huts for bicycles or miscellaneous items on the right, only as high as the first floor, and when I went downstairs to go upstairs, I saw a blurred shadow on a tree on the right side of the parking lot.

I was curious and stopped to look carefully, only to see through the moonlight in the gap between the branches of the blurred humanoid thing seems to be standing on the branch, that feeling as if the hand is still holding on to the branch of the tree is very weird, I look at him, he gives me the feeling as if he is also looking at me, me and

"It" looks at each other like this, and the more I look at it, the more hairy I feel, but the more hairy it is, the more inseparable it is from the sight of my eyes

"It", I don't know how long it took,

"It" felt like it was tired, and slowly sat down on the trunk of the tree, well, yes, it gave me the feeling that I was sitting there!

It only makes me feel better

"It" is a person, as for whether it was a person in the past or is still a person. Well, I don't want to explore it at all. At that moment, a gust of wind blew, and a newspaper with a cameo from nowhere, (why in all these cases, there is a cameo newspaper, I still don't understand) suddenly stabbed at the back of my head.

The creepiness of that moment made me slap my head from top to bottom, and my first feeling at that time was ...... It won't be in the newspaper...... There's!

I slowly took down the newspaper that was stuck in the back of my head, and I was still making up for a while what I would be like when I saw that lump of flying.

When I was about to throw up, I finally brought the newspaper in front of me. Whew, I'm breathing a sigh of relief, I'm clean and there's nothing.

Otherwise, I don't even know how big the shadow is in my heart! I then remembered the guy in the tree, and when I looked up, I couldn't see the vague shadow anymore, and I looked around, but I couldn't see anything but darkness.

Forget it, I don't want to, it's important to go home quickly! I turned around and coughed and tried to turn on the voice-activated light in the corridor, but the first floor was not lit, and the second floor was lit, speechless!

I walked slowly upstairs. As a result, when I walked to the second floor, the lights went out again, and I continued to cough, and the lights on the first and third floors were on, only the lights on the second floor were not on.

The light spilling in through the gap in the corridor on the first and third floors can barely see the stairs, forget it, if it's not on, it's not on, I don't care if I continue to walk up.

As soon as I stepped into the stairs on the third floor, the lights went out again, and the lights on the second and fourth floors suddenly turned on.

This...... Does this really make me meet those unclean things?