The teaching building of the School of Drama at night is very deserted, but as a university, there are all-night study rooms, and it is not all unpopular.

I'll just wait at the top of that staircase. The police cordon has been dismantled by the school authorities, and without the cordon, no one can remember that there was a murder here. I felt a yin aura that seemed to be nothing, just like I felt in the theater, and I could easily tell that there was a ghost here.

Tonight is cloudy and there is no moon in sight in the sky.

When the girl's ghost appears and stages a suicide scene, there is no bright moon at the place where her severed head appears. The fallen corpse slowly and stiffly climbed to its feet, like a toddler baby, and fell down the stairs.

I closed my eyes and waited.

It was a long time before the footsteps sounded, and as if in a dream, the headless girl held her head and climbed up the stairs, stepped on a bloody footprint, and stood in front of me.

Her face was no longer stiff, but she looked at me with joy and couldn't wait to ask, "How am I acting?" ”

I nodded sadly and said something against my will: "Perfect." ”

The girl smiled, and even though she looked embarrassed, the joy overflowed from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. Her figure slowly disappeared into the stairwell.

I exhaled my breath and shuffled home, and as soon as I closed my eyes in bed, a new dream began.

It was an empty hallway with two rows of fixed plastic chairs on either side, various propaganda posters plastered on the walls, and uniformed cartoon figures indicating that this was the police station.

I was sitting in a plastic chair, and suddenly a woman with a bewitching appearance and a thin, scantily clad woman suddenly appeared. She dyed her hair, painted heavy makeup, and left traces of **** on her bare skin outside the small hanging and miniskirt, judging from the bruised scars and red and swollen tooth marks, she had just experienced a rough *** woman with a expressionless face and a dead silence in her eyes. The hand painted with bright red nails slowly stroked his scarred body and climbed up his slender neck.

I struggled like I had last time, trying to scream, trying to pounce and grab her hand.

The woman's hands burst with green tendons, her knuckles turned white, and her neck was deformed by her own pinching. Her legs stretched out weakly, kicked twice, and her whole body slanted in her seat and rolled to the ground. The woman's throat let out a soft cry of "hiss", her eyes widened and her expression frightened. Her feet were kicking more and more violently, and her body was rolling on the ground, but her hands seemed to be controlled by others, and she didn't move.

Suddenly, the woman's hands let go and threw them uncontrollably to both sides, smashing on the ground and the plastic chair respectively, making two loud noises. Two blue and red palm prints appeared on her neck.

I was stunned.

Is this a success? Did I prevent her death?

I soon found myself too optimistic.

The woman was still wailing silently, her outstretched hands grabbing into the air. Both of her legs and upper body were moving, but her waist and neck seemed to be nailed to the ground. The handprints on her neck were deepening, and an invisible hand continued to pinch her neck.

I can imagine what happened to her. She was ridden on top of her so she couldn't move her waist, and she was on the verge of death by the neck choke by the person who couldn't see her.

I roared in my heart, but I was powerless to change the situation.

The woman's hand in the air tightened into a straight line, her fingertips reaching for the incandescent lamp overhead, and her dark eyes were full of despair. All her struggles stopped at this point. The hand that seemed to symbolize the yearning for the light also fell weakly.

She's dead.

Died again.

I had nowhere to vent my anger, and I was almost about to explode.

"Do it all over again."

I had a thrill in my heart.

"Do it all over again"? The demon?

The woman vanished, and as the demon had said it would come again, she reappeared in the plastic chair opposite me in the next second.

This time, she changed her expression, hooked the corners of her lips, and smiled charmingly. She stretched out, unconcerned about the marks on her body, and even proudly held her chest up, letting the pair of small suspenders on her chest be round, and did not mind that she was not wearing underwear.

Her debauchery was fleeting, turned into horror, and the whole person hit back, and traces of human hands appeared on her neck. She struggled, kicking and hitting the unseen people in front of her, trying to scream, but after being choked by the throat, she couldn't make a sound at all.

This struggle did not help, and in the blink of an eye, she lost all strength to resist and stared blankly ahead. The transparent man seemed to let go, and the woman's body fell crookedly, lying on her side on the plastic chair in an awkward position.

"Do it all over again!" The demon's voice was a little irritable, and I could hear the sound of impatient pacing.

The woman's body disappeared and reappeared.

She changed her third way of expression, this time as if she saw the transparent murderer, screaming and fleeing.

"Cards! Card! Card! Card! You idiot! Do you know what art is, what beauty is? Rubbish! The demon angrily rebuked, interrupting the woman's performance.

The woman stood there embarrassed and frightened.

I just thought the scene in front of me was ridiculous.

"Get out of here! You don't have to act! Change actors! The demon shouted.

My heart jumped, and I suddenly woke up.

Change actors...... He said to change actors!

I hurriedly took my phone and called Chen Xiaoqiu.

"Hello?" Chen Xiaoqiu's voice was hoarse and lazy, which was completely different from the shrewd and indifferent in the past.

I realized it was three o'clock in the morning, but I couldn't wait, "I'm dreaming again!" He is not satisfied with the deceased this time, he wants to change actors! ”

Chen Xiaoqiu was still confused, and he didn't react for a while.

"Change actors, not roles! He'll find another ** girl! The arrested ** woman is still in the police station? I was afraid of waking up my parents and sister, so I lowered my voice and hurriedly changed my clothes, "It's not a ** girl, it will be other women who have been arrested!" ”

Chen Xiaoqiu instantly sobered up, "Those ** women are in the detention center." I asked Uncle if they had any action tonight. Where do you live? I'll drive over to pick you up. ”

I gave my address and tiptoed out of the house.

"We went to the detention center, and the police station didn't act tonight." Chen Xiaoqiu said this when I got in the car.

Chen Xiaoqiu's car is not a luxury car, and her driving skills are quite average. She doesn't drive when she goes to work, and it is estimated that she will not practice driving on weekdays. The car performed well, speeding through the empty streets in the early hours of the morning, and was very lucky not to run a red light, and the road was unimpeded. Even so, it was already past four o'clock when we arrived at the police detention center. The detention center is still lit up. When Chen Xiaoqiu drove in, it was also unimpeded.

I glanced at Chen Xiaoqiu in surprise.

"It's my uncle's car." Chen Xiaoqiu said calmly.

The car of the police chief, no wonder unimpeded.

The uncle of the Chen family should have greeted the people in the detention center, and the police took us in, but his eyes were very strange. It was very strange for us to go to the detention center and see a group of ** women at this time, plus the people above greeted me, it was very weird for me to think about it.

The police soon lost that mind. A siren rang inside the detention center, and shouts rang out in the direction we were heading.