I always feel like there's someone behind me these days, especially at night when I'm off the night shift......

I work at a car factory and happen to be on the middle shift this month.

It's from 4 p.m. to 12 p.m.

Every day when I commute to and from work, there are commuter buses in the factory to pick up and drop off each other.

But where I live is about 300 meters away from the location where I get on and off the bus, and I need to walk at night.

It was fine before.

Since the beginning of the month, I have been waiting for the factory commuter bus to go to work at the intersection and have seen a traffic accident.

There was a woman riding a battery car who was swept under the car by a large truck.

The heads were all flattened, and the blood and brains in the ground were particularly terrifying.

It frightened the surrounding passers-by and merchants.

I was at the scene at the time, and I was so scared that my scalp was numb, and I was nervous when I went to work.

Now when I see a big truck passing by, I am scared.

These days, every time I pass by the intersection after work, I feel panicked, and the scene of the car accident and the bloody picture will appear in my mind.

It was fine during the day, there were a lot of people.

But when I get off work at night, I basically run and don't dare to stay for half a minute.

But the more this happened, the more scared I became.

I don't know if it's because I'm nervous or if I'm having palpitations.

Even when you walk through the intersection, you always feel like someone is following you.

"Stepping on ......"

It's as if every step I take, there is an echo.

When I go, he follows me, and when I stop, he stops.

The back of the neck is also cool and cool.

Looking back, except for the dim streetlights.

The dark laneways are useless.

Keep walking, and the feeling of consistency and coldness will reappear.

Even when you get home, you will have the illusion of being stared at inexplicably.

When I slept in bed, I also felt that my back was cold, and it was useless to wrap myself in the quilt.

When I lay flat, I felt my chest tight, like a stone pressed against my chest.

For several nights, I was inexplicably awakened......

It was very bad for me to rest during this time, and I was exhausted.

I always make mistakes at work, and I have been scolded many times by the team leader's stupidity.

Say that if I make a mistake again, let me get out of the car factory, and I will not be given performance.

I would also like to go to the staff dormitory or move in a different place.

But the dormitory in the factory is so smelly, I don't have a good relationship with my colleagues in the factory, and I don't like to live with others.

In addition to the place where I live now, I have already paid two months' rent, and there is still a month to go.

Now that I have quit the rent, the landlord will not refund my deposit and excess rent at all.

At the end of the year, I can't make a few dollars, so I want to insist on it.

With this in mind, I persevered for a few more days.

The feeling became more and more intense, and it made me suspicious.

When I washed my face in the morning, I found that my face and basin were covered in blood.

I was scared silly at the time, but I took a closer look.

Only to find out that the towels bought at the night market were of poor quality and faded.

But next to his eyes, there were two heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his mental state was very bad.

With this state in mind, I worked another night shift.

There was no accident, he was targeted by the stupid team leader, and he was scolded again during the meeting.

After work, sit in the commuter car, counting the days of the shift change this month.

There are only three days left.

After these three days, there will be no need to work night shifts, and this feeling of paranoia should disappear.

Dragging his tired body, he got out of the car at the intersection where he had been in a car accident.

It was dark and the night wind was a little cold.

As the commuter bus started to leave, I had to walk back at night alone.

But tonight, I found a woman in white standing under the street lamp across the road.

The woman was wearing a white dress and pajamas.

Standing motionless on the other side, I don't know what I'm doing.

But the place where she was standing was the same place where the car accident occurred at the beginning of the month, and I had to pass through there if I wanted to go back.

I looked at the woman, and my heart was furious, and I didn't want to go over.

But back to your accommodation, there is no other way to detour.

In the end, I mustered up the courage and crossed the street.

As I approached the woman, I subconsciously glanced at her.

His hands and feet are very white, and he should be a small white-collar worker who sits in the office all year round, and rarely basks in the sun.

She bowed her head slightly, and just stood still.

The street lights overhead are also flashing and flashing.

The sound of "Kazkaz" is emitted.

I'm not curious why she's standing here.

I craned my neck and tightened my hands.

Holding his breath inexplicably, he quickened his pace and wanted to leave quickly.

But when I passed the woman in white, she suddenly made a voice:

"Little brother, help me change some money!"

The voice was soft and plaintive......

In the middle of the night, what are you doing with money?

Besides, I don't know this woman well.

I pretended not to hear and hurried away.

When I was far away, I glanced back slightly.

But he was surprised to find that the woman had followed.

She was very slow and we were far away.

But I noticed that she was staring at me and laughing very weirdly.

This scene sent chills down my back.

I was already nervous, but I became even more panicked.

Swallowed his saliva, pulled his legs and started running!

When I got to the house, I closed the door with a bang.

Sit on the couch and hold your head.

Gasping for breath in his mouth, inexplicably afraid.

I thought in my heart that I was under too much psychological pressure and suspicious.

Or did you really encounter something unclean?

But at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door:

"Knock, knock......"

It's very rhythmic, ringing once, and then four times in a row.

Hearing this sound, my scalp went numb.

When I was a child, I heard the old people in the village say;

The man knocked on the door three times, and the ghost knocked on the door four times.

There is a knock at the door from outside; Is it a person, or is it a ......