It was like playing a 3D movie, watching the image move forward, listening to the sound that changed with the scene, and I didn't know what I was doing. - Shen Qiuci

In the empty old school building, the corridors were dark.

The rain beats on the glass windows,

The slapping sound of "pop-clack-" was infinitely amplified.

The picture leans towards the end of the corridor one by one, and the brisk footsteps of "myself" overlap with it, as if there is an extra person behind him.

After a while, there was only "pop-" in the darkness.

Immediately afterward, the picture begins to rotate strangely with a strange "click-click" sound of bone tugging, and then freezes on the classroom window.

Outside the window, the rain was heavy, and a flash of lightning struck the sky.

In an instant, light shone in through the window.

On the classroom window, "her" was still facing straight towards the end of the hallway, but her head was facing the window at a sideways angle, her face was pale like a corpse, her eyes were slightly turned up, and her blood-red eyes were not focused on the window.

"Boom" with a thunderous roar.

The scene just now was like a nightmare, back into the darkness.

Then, there was another "click", and "her" looked back at the horizontal plane.

"Smack-"

Without warning, a hand slapped against the window.

"Bang ——— Bang ———"

Two more clappings, echoing in the quiet school building.

After waiting for a while, the man in the darkness lowered his hand as if he had not received a response.

"She" just stood there, motionless, her eyes fixed on the classroom, as if she were looking at something. The corners of her mouth twitched as time passed, her lips opened and closed slightly, and an extremely strange whimper-like snort sounded in her throat.

The rain outside the window was light again, and it seemed as if a long time had passed.

By the time Qiu Ci returned to the dormitory, the night was almost over, and the body lying on the bed became more tired, and as soon as he entered the darkness, he fell into a deep sleep.

The second night.

Qiu Ci's consciousness returned again.

It was pitch black again.

Her body was still too tired to move, and the burning sensation in her throat and the sticky sweat on her body all told her that this body was in a bad condition.

The hour hand "tick-tick" continued until 23:59 midnight.

At this time, in addition to hearing and sight, other senses disappeared from Qiu Ci's body.

Like yesterday,

The body got out of bed on its own,

"She" stopped in front of the make-up mirror.

This time, "she" didn't leave right away. "She" approached the makeup mirror little by little, picked up the comb on the side, and combed the sweaty hair one by one.

The beautiful face in the mirror was sickly pale, the smile at the corner of the mouth was soft, and the bloodshot eyes were full of charm, and under the light of the moon, the corners of the mouth became bigger and bigger, making people's scalps tingle.

Finally, "she" stopped what she was doing, and looked directly at herself in the mirror with that weird look.

There was no rain tonight, and under the moonlight, the skirt of "her" fluttered one by one, and the shadows behind her were like blooming flowers, along the old dormitory building to the old teaching building, twisting the ground, paving all the way.

In the corridor of the old school building, the shadow of "her" staggered with the shadow of the window on the ground, and then stopped at the door of the innermost classroom.

The door lock of the classroom was rusty, and with a slight push of "her" hand, the door opened.

Leaning against the window of the hallway, two immersion dissecting tables sat parallel to the hallway, and the moonlight spilled on them, showing no signs of their recent use. In the middle of the classroom is a long equipment table, and further inside, several rows of desks and chairs are placed haphazardly. By the time she reached the innermost row of cabinets, the light was dim.

There were a lot of empty specimen bottles in the cabinet, "she" looked over them one by one, and Qiu Ci would suddenly see a bottle with something in the middle, inside were some human internal organs, in the dim light, she couldn't see how well they were handled.

Once again, the picture in front of me freezes.

"She" stopped in front of a pair of eyes.

Then, the bottle containing the eyes was removed by "she", and "she" followed her, who went to the next dissecting table and lay down. The bottle in her hand was held high by "her", and under the illumination of the moonlight, the perfect handling of the eyeballs inside and the constricted pupils of the eyeballs themselves were deeply imprinted in Qiu Ci's mind.

I don't know how long she watched it, but her consciousness slowly blurred.

Third night.

It's pitch black.

Qiu Ci's mind flashed another page of the diary.

April 15, fine

When I was woken up by a forensic student today, I was lying on the dissection table.

When I returned to the dormitory, my roommates looked at me and stopped talking, and finally, Shanshan couldn't help but ask me, "Do you know you have sleepwalking?" ”

I don't know, I ...... I just knew, but why did I go there, why did I go there!

And those disgusting eyes......

Yes!!

Go away!!!

Go away————

The handwriting at the end of the diary was crooked, with a force, as if it wanted to pierce the paper.

The picture is gone.

Qiu Ci heard a girl whispering around her:

“56、57、58、59……”

The next second, 23:59 arrived.

"She" woke up from the darkness.

There was no moon tonight, and the path became gloomy.

Tonight, as on the first night, echoed in the corridor on the first floor of the old school building

The sound of "pop-pop-" slapping on the glass window.

Fourth night.

There was a moon tonight, and "she" spent another night in the laboratory.

Fifth night.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight.

"She" was still wearing the white nightdress, her hair was neatly combed, and she walked briskly all the way to the door of the old school building.

After 12 o'clock, the window opening, which is usually a black hole, is still lit tonight.

The fluorescent lamps in the hallway seem to be in poor contact due to the moisture of the walls on the ceiling, and they make a "ziz" sound in and out.

"She" swept straight to the end of the hallway, the only classroom with the lights on, and then stopped softly at the classroom window.

Then Shen Qiuci saw such a picture:

A young man was bowing his head, very engaged in facing the corpse on the dissecting table, the scalpel in his hand was slid steadily by him, as if the corpse under the knife was no longer stiff, and the movement was very elegant.

When he stopped what he was doing and was about to rest, he looked up and met "her" outside the window.

It was at this time that a certain picture suddenly popped out of Shen Qiuci's mind, it was the sunny smiling face, and at this time, the facial features on that face became clear, it was the one that "she" was against.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Qiuci's feelings all returned, but this body had already been overloaded, and her heart was throbbing so suddenly, there was no room for relaxation at all, and she left this world with her consciousness.