At 11 o'clock in the evening, the lights in the boys' dormitory building of Xinhai No. 1 High School were turned off.

The three male students in dormitory 408 had already closed the doors and windows and lay down on their beds before the lights were turned off.

"Lao Cao, are you sure you saw five people in the dormitory last night?" A muscular student was sitting in bed No. 2 by the window. He was wearing a basketball uniform and there was a poster of a basketball star on the wall next to his bed.

"Why would I lie to you?" The student in bed number one was shirtless, with two emergency lights next to his pillow and a jade pendant around his neck. "I thought the curse letter was a joke at first, and didn't take it seriously. Who knew there would be a real extra person in the dormitory last night?"

Cao Fei, who was in bed number one, pointed to the window next to bed number two and said, "That man's face was pressed against the glass. I saw him open the balcony door and enter the house. He was looking at me the whole time."

"Then he was standing next to my bed? Damn! Why didn't you shout at that time?!"

"I want to speak, but no sound comes out. You know what sleep paralysis is like? That's the feeling!" Cao Fei kept gesturing with his hands.

"Can you describe in detail what that person looks like?" The tall and thin man on bed number three took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. His name was written on the textbook beside his bed - Tian Yuan.

"I can't remember clearly, but I felt that it was a person. He kept looking at me and slowly walked towards me." Cao Fei turned on the emergency light and said, "I'm going to sleep with the light on tonight. Do you guys mind?"

"Look at your cowardly look. I think you have done too many bad things and started to scare yourself." Tian Yuan picked up the book next to him and started reading again. He was a very hardworking student, but he was also a bully: "By the way, who gave you that curse letter? Is there someone who doesn't like you and wants to sue you?"

"The letter was received by my girlfriend. I was afraid that she would be scared, so I took the initiative to ask for the letter. Who knew that the content of the letter would actually appear in her book?" The light from the emergency light shone on Cao Fei's face. When he thought of this, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

"You were the first one to rush in when you wanted to be a hero, but now you're suffering. You've dragged all of us down with you. You're really good." The boy in bed number one, wearing a jersey, said sourly, "Hey, when can I find a girlfriend? Don't girls like athletic guys anymore?"

"Brother Zhuang, I didn't implicate you. The letter has been given to Hu Yuan, and he is not in the dormitory anymore. The ghost should have followed him home." Cao Fei whispered, "When he comes to class tomorrow, we will test his attitude and scare him. We will try not to let him go back to the dormitory for the next few days and let the ghost stay in his house."

"What if he insists on coming back to live here?" Tian Yuan put on his glasses again.

"That weakling probably wouldn't dare to resist. Besides, even if he resisted, what would happen?" Cao Fei looked down on Hu Yuan: "The only thing I like about him is that his sister is pretty."

"What time is it! Why aren't you sleeping yet? Turn off the lights!" There was a knock on the dormitory door, and the dormitory manager shouted twice outside the door.

The people in the room quickly turned off the lights. After the dormitory manager left, Cao Fei covered the emergency light with a blanket and whispered, "Brother, I won't sleep tonight. My phone is always on, ready to take pictures of ghosts for you."

"Good luck then. Remember to wake us up if you take any photos."

The dormitory became quiet and no one spoke anymore.

Cao Fei covered his head with a blanket and started chatting with his girlfriend.

Young couples in love always have countless things to talk about, and before they know it, it is already past midnight.

After checking the battery level of his phone, Cao Fei prepared to say good night to his girlfriend. There was no place to charge the phone in their high school dormitory, so if he wanted to charge it he could only wait until the next day to go to the classroom.

Cao Fei moved his finger on the screen, and before he could type the word "good night", he suddenly heard a strange sound in his ear, as if the door moved.

He immediately threw back the blanket and looked towards the dormitory door.

The door was closed and there was nothing unusual.

He looked around again. The dormitory was very quiet, so quiet that he could hear his roommate's breathing and his own heartbeat.

"Brother Zhuang? Brother Yuan? Are you all asleep?"

No one responded, so Cao Fei covered his head with the blanket again, leaving only his eyes exposed.

The cell phone screen kept flashing, his girlfriend sent him new messages. Cao Fei felt inexplicably frightened, as the only person he could communicate with at this moment was his girlfriend.

"Cao Fei? Why are you suddenly silent? Are you asleep? Please chat with me for a while. I'm a little scared."

"Xiao Lu, our dormitory has suddenly become so quiet, even the buzzing of mosquitoes has disappeared. It's so strange!"

"Don't scare me! Have you sent out the cursed letter?"

"It's sent to someone in our dormitory. He's not in the dormitory tonight." Cao Fei was typing when he suddenly heard a strange sound in his ear, as if the faucet was not closed tightly, and water drops were dripping onto the ground.

"Then it should be fine. Don't worry. The curse has already entangled others."

"I hope so." After replying the message, Cao Fei moved his eyes away from the screen and glanced towards the window.

As soon as he looked over, his gaze froze instantly. There was a face outside the balcony!

Blinking, in just a blink of an eye, the face was already against the window glass.

Blood slid down the glass, and the door handle leading to the dormitory from the balcony began to turn by itself.

Cao Fei held the phone tightly in both hands, his heart was pounding, his hands and feet were cold, and he felt like he was suffocating.

The balcony door that was locked from the inside was slowly opened, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and accompanied by the sound of dripping water, a man who was soaking wet and wearing red clothes appeared in the dormitory.

As he got closer, Cao Fei's expression became distorted, but his body was completely unable to react.

The blood flowed down, and the pungent smell of blood rushed into the nose!

His wet hair stuck to his face, and his eyes, with only the whites of his eyes, stared at Cao Fei through the gaps in his black hair.

"Why? I have already sent out the curse letter! Why do ghosts still appear?!"

Cao Fei's heart seemed to be grabbed by a pair of hands, and his eyes widened to the limit.

"Why do you always bully me?" As water droplets fell, a hoarse voice came from the black hair.

Every time Cao Fei blinked, the figure would appear closer to him.

"Why did you give me that letter?"

The soaked body pressed against the bed, and the white eyes stared at Cao Fei: "Why do you scold my sister? Why don't you let me go? Why? Why! "

His tone was ferocious and crazy, and his wet red clothes suddenly pressed against Cao Fei's face.

The wet black hair stuck to Cao Fei's face, and his pale dead face stared at Cao Fei's eyes tightly: "Why do you want to kill me!"

"You are Hu, Hu Yuan..." With his body pressed against the bed, Cao Fei felt cold all over, his eyes rolled up. This scene had long exceeded his psychological endurance limit. He collapsed on the bed, and an unpleasant smell of urine filled the air.

"When you bully the weak, you act like a demon. But when you meet a real demon, you behave even worse than the people you bully." The soaked ghost in red picked up Cao Fei's phone and glanced at the message on it.

"What are you doing? Why are you suddenly not replying my messages again?"

"Are you still worried about the cursed letter? As long as you send the letter to someone else, the curse will never come to you."

"Don't worry, the curse will only kill the last unlucky guy. Both of us will be fine."

Looking at the messages, the ghost in red showed a hideous smile.

…

It's almost one in the morning and the roommates have all gone to bed, but Zhang Lu still turns on the emergency lights as if no one is around.

She put her feet on the table, taping something on her fingernails while looking at her cell phone screen.

“Why is there no message yet?” Zhang Lu slid her finger across the screen and typed a sentence - don’t worry, the curse will only kill the last unlucky guy.

The dark screen suddenly lit up, and Cao Fei finally replied to her message.

"Where are you now?"

Zhang Lu felt puzzled and replied: "I'm in the dormitory! What's wrong?"

"I'll come find you now!"

"Now?" Zhang Lu checked the time on her phone and typed a few words: "Don't be ridiculous, it's already one in the morning."

"I've already walked out of the boys' dormitory!"

"You really came here?"

"I'm already downstairs at your place!"

"But the door to the girls' dormitory is already locked?"

"I'm on the first floor!"

"First floor?" Zhang Lu looked at the messages on her phone that appeared one after another at an increasingly faster frequency, and she felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Cao Fei, don't tease me."

"I'm on the second floor!"

"I'm at the corner of the third floor!"

"I'm at the door of your dormitory!"

The message on the phone gave people a weird and scary feeling. Zhang Lu held the phone in her hand, and she vaguely felt that the person who sent the message didn't seem to be Cao Fei.

"When Cao Fei was chatting with me, he didn't reply to my message for a long time. He said he seemed to have encountered a ghost." The more Zhang Lu thought about it, the more scared she became. She tried to wake up the other people in the dormitory, but no one paid any attention to her.

After more than ten seconds, no new messages were received on the phone. Zhang Lu looked at the screen and quietly approached the dormitory door.

She mustered all her courage and slowly opened the door.

A cold wind blew in the dark corridor, and there was nothing outside.

"It's really a prank." Zhang Lu bit her lips. She was so scared that her face turned pale. She was so angry that she sent a voice message to Cao Fei: "Do you think it's fun to scare me like this? Where are you now?"

A moment later, Zhang Lu received another message on her phone.

"Look behind you."

Zhang Lu slowly turned around, and a pale dead face appeared behind her: "Why do you want to kill me?"

…

After hanging up the phone, Wei Lijie cursed softly and went into the bathroom of the apartment.

"There are so many rich people in the world, why can't I do the same?" He seemed to have drunk a lot of wine. He sat on the toilet in a daze and looked at the chat history on WeChat: "I can't get much money from blackmailing high school students, and Cao Meng has to take part of it. Damn it! You give me a bad face every day. Do you really think you are the big brother? Wait until one day I climb over your head and I will kill you..."

When Wei Lijie said this, he suddenly felt his neck was heavy. He looked up in a daze and found a man in red clothes who was soaking wet standing above his head.

Blood slid down his coat. Wei Lijie blinked his eyes and was sobered up by the fright.

"Who gave you this cursed letter?"

"Cao, Cao, Cao Meng!" The man didn't even bother to put on his pants. He jumped up and ran straight towards the bathroom door. He ran to the living room and his legs were moved by his pants.

He could hear the sound of blood dripping and he desperately crawled towards the door until his head hit something.

Looking up, he saw an exaggeratedly fat man reaching his hand towards his face.

"Help! Help... woo!"

…

Cao Meng, who was having a great time in the nightclub, suddenly received a call from Wei Lijie. He couldn't hear clearly what the other party said, and feeling unhappy, he went into the bathroom of the nightclub alone.

"If you have something to say, say it now. If you have to fart, fart now!"

He waited impatiently for a moment, and when he was about to hang up the phone, a strange voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone: "Why did you give me that cursed letter?"

"What letter?"

"Do you want me to die?"

"Wei Lijie, I'm telling you, I just want you to die, what can you do? You've become more powerful, right?" Cao Meng hung up the phone directly, still thinking about the girl he had just danced with.

Grabbing the bathroom door handle, Cao Meng was about to go out when suddenly a pale hand appeared on the door handle!

"Fuck!"

Cao Meng looked to the side, but there was nothing around.

"Did I drink too much?"

While he was wondering, he heard a slight sound coming from the toilet partition, like a woman's voice.

Slowly approaching the partition, when Cao Meng was about to reach it, the partition door opened, revealing a calf that was so white that it looked bloodless.

"A woman ran into the men's room in a nightclub?" Cao Meng's mind became active. Under the influence of alcohol, he stared at the slender calf.

Just as he was staring, a beautiful head fell next to the calf.

His body stopped, and at that moment Cao Meng even felt that his heart had stopped beating.

His mind went blank and he collapsed to the ground.

…

At 4:40 in the morning, after Lan Xiaochen wrote a bad review for a horror movie, he started to argue with the fans of the movie with a smile.

This is the happiest time of his day. The depression during the day is released at this moment. He likes to see others getting frustrated but unable to hit him through the Internet.

"I'm such a busy person, but I can still take out my precious time to give you an evaluation, and you're still not satisfied?" Lan Xiaochen ranted for 30 floors in one breath, and only after being banned by the administrator did he slam the keyboard hard: "You're such a coward, but it doesn't matter."

He sneered, then created a few accounts and started cursing in the film reviews, using the most unpleasant language.

"I really hope my curse can become a reality and destroy what these rubbish value."

Lan Xiaochen stared at the administrator's ID on the screen. Seeing all the small accounts and comments being deleted, he took out an envelope from the drawer: "There is only one letter left. I don't know if just writing the network ID will work."

Time passed minute by minute, and at 4:14, Lan Xiaochen stuffed the written letter into the envelope, but before he could open the envelope, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

"The power is out?"

The street lights outside the window shone into the house. With the faint light, Lan Xiaochen discovered that there were several figures swaying in his house.