I touched it with my hands almost reflexively, this cold thing seemed to be water, I vaguely only saw that there seemed to be a face on my face, and it looked at me head-on, but it was like an illusion in the dark, so I lay on the bed motionless, kept looking at it, trying to see what was on it by looking, but after a long time, it seemed that there was nothing.

Then I turned my head to look at the door again, who knows, I turned my head around, and I saw a face in front of me, almost a face, I immediately shouted and sat up, and then leaned against the wall in the bed, and when I looked again, I found that the person by the bed was gone, but when I looked at the door, I saw that the person was still standing there, as if he had not moved at all. Because of the suddenness of the incident, I didn't see what this face looked like at all, I just saw a person, and I was almost scared half to death.

Then I felt that something was wrong with my hand, as if I had touched something silky and slippery but wet, and I immediately raised my hand when I touched it, and then desperately turned on the light, and when the light came on, I saw that the person at the door of the room was completely gone, and on my bed, there was a black mass, which was actually wet - hair!

I was so frightened that I immediately got out of bed, this clump of hair was coiled on the quilt, I don't know where it came from, it looked terrible. Maybe my parents were awakened by my shouting, and they had come to the door of my room and asked me, "Wood, what's wrong with you?" ”

I was horrified, just looked at them and said, "My bed, my bed has a clump of hair." ”

My parents came to see it, and it was true, and my dad reached for it, and I stopped him and said, "Don't touch it." ”

My dad looked at me and didn't touch it, and they seemed to know what was going on, so they didn't ask where the hair came from, and I said, "This hair is from the well." ”

They asked me how I knew, and I couldn't tell why, but I felt that there was a mess in my head, and I only had this one clear thought, so I replied, "That's what I think." ”

Later, my dad said, "You come to sleep in my room, let your mother go and sleep with your grandmother, you can't sleep in this room." ”

When I heard that I was going to sleep with my father, I resisted, and his gloomy appearance of that night resurfaced, and I refused, saying, "I'll sleep on the couch, the hall should be fine." ”

My dad was anxious: "How can we rest assured that you are sleeping alone in the living room, what if something happens again?" ”

I can't resist them, and I can't do it by my own nature, but I'm so afraid of my dad that I can only say, "I'm not going to sleep in your room." ”

My parents were stunned when they heard this, and my mother quickly said, "Forget it, he must be afraid of something if he doesn't want to go to our room, isn't it wood?" ”

I remembered the last time I helped my dad call his soul, and I said, "That wardrobe, I'm afraid." ”

My dad didn't say anything when he heard me say this, and after a while he said, "Then let your mother change all the bedding on the bed and make you a new bed, and you can sleep with the light on." ”

After that, my mother made my bed again, and put the things that I had changed in the hall, because my husband had instructed me not to open the door, and to be on the safe side, it was better not to open the door until dawn.

I lay down again, and my mother stayed with me for a while, and I was afraid that something would happen next to scare my mother, so I asked her to go to sleep too, don't worry about me.

My mother told me a lot to go back to the room, and then in order to prevent the door from being pushed open again, I locked the door and turned the light on a little to feel safer. It's just that after the fright, I couldn't sleep at all, just lying on the bed and thinking about it, and then I fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up again, I was startled myself, because the moment I woke up, I felt something very wrong, and then guessed that I was obviously lying on the bed, how could I be standing behind the door, I looked at everything in the room blankly, and the dazzling light, for a while I felt a little trance, and then I went back to the bed, but when I sat down on the bed, I didn't react to what was going on, but my mind had already recalled a sentence that looked like a dream, but not like a dream— Find him.

When I was puzzled by this sentence, I saw a page of yellow slips on the pillow on my bed, and I don't know when and who put it on it, I picked it up, only to see that it was still a story, but it was still an unrelated story from the previous two pages, and it was written like this:

It was the middle of the night again, and I woke up to find that something was wrong in the room, and there was a strange smell in the whole room, as if someone had been there. But when I reacted, I realized something even more incredible, I don't know when, I actually stood behind the door.

I started to get scared, but instead of going back to bed right away, I looked through the window into the yard, and I seemed to think there was something in the yard. But my instinct may have been wrong, I didn't see anything, the courtyard was silent like a cemetery, yes, it was the word cemetery that came to my mind at that time, because only a place like a cemetery would reveal this dead silence and eerie feeling.

I was about to turn back to bed, when I suddenly noticed that there was nothing in the yard, for I heard a cat meow, and then I saw a snow-white cat coming down from the wall, so that the pure white cat stood out in the night, and I saw it go unhurriedly to the middle of the yard, and then barked again.

I was staring at it when I suddenly heard a knock on the door of the hall outside, unhurried, one, two, three.

I looked at the cat in the yard and listened with bated breath to the knock on the door, because I could see through the window that there was no one outside. After these three knocks, there was no sound, but after a while, there were three more knocks, a total of three times, before it stopped.

Then I saw the white cat and turned around and ran to the wall, but when the cat was leaving, I saw a figure suddenly appear under the eaves, and this figure appeared suddenly, and he went down the steps to the courtyard, and at last he came to the well, and I saw it go down the well so slowly.

This page of yellow sticks is written here is gone, I read it several times, I didn't understand what information is hidden in it, so I put it together with the first two yellow sticks, after putting it down, I felt that my left chest seemed to be a little hot and painful, so I opened the collar to see, this is not optimistic, I suddenly found that the left chest against the collarbone is a red mass, like bleeding live meat, this look scared me, I immediately took off my clothes to the dressing mirror to see, only to see this is very round, There was a half-palm-sized lump, I tried to touch it, it was not live meat, but it would hurt a little hotly, and it didn't look like it was oozing blood, it was red.

I looked at the rest of my body again, there was no such mark, I didn't know what was going on for a while, so I had to put on my clothes first, but when I was getting dressed, I suddenly felt that something was not quite right in the mirror, and I didn't see anything wrong at that time, but I felt that there was a strange feeling coming from the mirror, and who would look in the mirror in the middle of the night, so I didn't think much about staying away from the mirror, and I didn't dare to look at the image in the mirror again.

And what surprised me was the next day, because when I opened my collar again the next day, the red mark was gone, and the skin on the left chest was still intact, and I looked in the mirror again in disbelief, and it was indeed gone. I was surprised and more puzzled, I couldn't think of a way out, I just wanted to wait for the blind lady to come and ask her what was going on.

And when it was dawn, my dad was already pumping water from the well, but this time he was pumping water again, and it seemed that something strange had been pumped out, because I heard my dad's exclamation in the yard.