Chapter 0001 Midnight Call

The classmates were all dead.

The path of life: facing the mirror towards the ghost

Survivor (referring to the escapee, hereinafter the same): Xiao Mo

Death (referring to the escapee, hereinafter the same): None

Another beautiful day has passed in an exceedingly dull manner

For some unknown reason, he is particularly exhausted today, so after returning home, he did nothing but take a shower and then collapsed onto the bed, falling asleep.

After taking a gentle breath, Xiao Mo felt a bit more comfortable in his chest. He got off the bed and walked straight to the mirror, looking at his somewhat frail self in the reflection, shaking his head in helplessness.

At that moment, Xiao Mo's eyebrows suddenly twitched, and he leaned his face closer to the mirror. Then he reached out and touched the surface. Unbeknownst to him, a drop of red liquid had somehow stained the mirror. He sniffed it closely, and a faint metallic scent of blood immediately filled his nostrils

The phone screen was still lit up, clearly indicating that the caller was not yet ready to give up. Xiao Mo furrowed his brow but ultimately decided to answer. To his surprise, as soon as he pressed the answer button, a voice filled with extreme fear from Zhang Youshan came through the phone:

Xiao Mo felt a chill spreading throughout his body. Looking at the caller ID, it was still Zhang Youshan. He hesitated for a moment before answering the call.

Zhang Youshan looked at Xiao Mo with confusion, his expression one of innocence and utter bewilderment. Xiao Mo knew that Zhang Youshan would stubbornly refuse to admit it, so he immediately placed his phone in front of him and said:

Did I mistake the person? Do you think I am blind!

The sound of the wind howled like a ghostly wail from the phone, creating an exceptionally eerie atmosphere in the deep of night. Accompanying the wind was a voice filled with extreme terror:

Xiao Mo first wandered around the room for quite some time, then proceeded to several other rooms. After confirming multiple times that there were no issues, he finally turned off the desk lamp and returned to bed

After a while, Xiao Mo finally stopped coughing, but his face was completely pale, with only his pair of eyes still deep and bright

Whether it is due to the atmosphere in this room or it has always been this way, the round mirror at this moment appears exceedingly eerie. In the mirror, there is a strikingly vivid red door! The paint on the door seems not yet dried, as vibrant liquid continues to drip down. A single glance is enough to send chills down one's spine, resembling a gateway to the hell of death.

Stop messing around, I am in a hurry to go smoke

Creak ... ...

On the way home from school, Zhang Youshan, Xiao Mo, and Huang Liang walked side by side. Along the way, their ears were filled with the various noises created by Zhang Youshan, and Xiao Mo was too lazy to ask him about the phone again, as he knew it would be pointless to inquire.

I said, do you ever have enough? There should be a limit to jokes, shouldn't there

Cough cough ... ...

Calling me in the middle of the night, howling like a ghost to scare me, I said, how bored must you be!

In an instant, darkness once again engulfed everything in the room

Perhaps it is due to having read such books extensively, or perhaps it is simply in his nature; in any case, Xiao Mo possesses an exceptionally strong curiosity

Zhang Youshan and Huang Liang are both locals, and their homes are not too far from the school, even closer than Xiao Mo's. Therefore, they usually walk together as a group of three.

When Xiao Mo chose not to pay attention, Zhang Youshan had already vanished without a trace. After class, Xiao Mo did not bother with Zhang Youshan, while Huang Liang seemed to be engaged in conversation with Zhang Youshan about something.

Xiao Mo is a sophomore student. Since he has an apartment near the school, he does not stay in the dormitory. The apartment was left to him by his parents; although it is only sixty square meters, it is sufficient for him to live alone.

On the second day, Xiao Mo followed her usual routine of washing up, going to school, and attending boring classes. However, today there was an additional event compared to previous days, which was to intercept Zhang Youshan and give him a good scolding.

Indeed, you are quite ungrateful; I can't believe we are still friends!

After parting ways with Huang Liang, Xiao Mo set off alone on the path home. His home was actually quite remote, surrounded by farmland on both sides, one of which was a garbage station. The buildings were extremely old, likely to be classified as antiques. The residents were mostly elderly, with only a few young people living there.

You really know how to make a fuss, when did I ever call you?

Hearing that the call could not be connected, Xiao Mo put down the phone by his ear and then began to cough violently. During this process, he fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp, and the pale light instantly illuminated the room, simultaneously adding a few more shades of pallor to his already pale face

A sudden sound of friction echoed in the room, gradually amplified by the surrounding silence. Looking again at the red door in the mirror, one could see that the door, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened a crack! ... Following this, a pair of pale, feeble hands trembled as they reached out from the gap ...

Before Xiao Mo could ask further, the sound of a disconnection came from the phone. Putting the phone down, Xiao Mo couldn't help but shiver, the earlier discomfort intensifying. He decided to ask Zhang Youshan tomorrow about his intentions; although he was quite bold, he could not tolerate such disturbances. To avoid further harassment from Zhang Youshan, Xiao Mo simply turned off his phone, as the saying goes, "Out of sight, out of mind"

If you don't believe it, you can check the call records yourself; you probably have mistaken the person!

Why is everyone so angry early in the morning? We are all good friends, what is there to argue about

Did you take the wrong medicine? Who called you in the middle of the night?

On the morning of the second day, Xiao Mo blocked Zhang Youshan at the stairway

With witnesses and physical evidence gathered, what else can you argue?

Beep beep

Dudu ... ...

Zhang Youshan did not even glance at him, and after speaking impatiently, he bypassed Xiao Mo's obstruction and quickly rushed out of the classroom

Zhang Youshan seemed unable to hear Xiao Mo's words, still continuously exclaiming on the other end of the phone

On the way home in the evening, only Xiao Mo and Huang Liang were together, while Zhang Yuanshan either left a step earlier or was left behind at school to clean.

What have I done to provoke you again

The night was gradually deepening, and the room was flickering with faint glow, resembling countless ghostly shadows silently drifting here. ... Xiao Mo seemed to be having a nightmare, as his expression suddenly turned very pained, looking as if ... as if ... ...

Xiao Mo was so angry that he broke into another fit of coughing. He muttered a curse under his breath and put his phone back in his pocket

We have known each other for so long, yet you have not invited us to your home to have a look

Dare you to try a more innovative way to play? Even if it means saying you are being chased by a ghost!

Bell

It... it is about to come out! Help me, help me!

The reason he coughed violently earlier was not due to a cold, but rather a residual effect of pneumonia. He had suffered from a very severe case of pneumonia in his childhood, and although he was cured, it left a lasting impact, which is why he occasionally coughs.

However, the time has already reached midnight

... ...

After listening to Zhang Youshan's ramblings, Huang Liang curiously asked Xiao Mo at this moment

Huang Liang, although unaware of what had transpired between the two, could faintly guess that it might have been a joke taken too far by Zhang Youshan upon seeing Xiao Mo's face turn pale with anger. Without inquiring into the details, he immediately pulled Xiao Mo aside.

It has come out! Save me, save me!

It has come out! Save me... Save me...!

The room is terrifyingly quiet, with only the faint sound of breathing echoing here. At this moment, the moonlight on the round mirror becomes brighter, and even the shadows on the ground are stretched to an extreme length, as if what lies on the ground is not a shadow, but a decaying corpse that has been dead for an unknown period of time

Beep beep

He is truly quite boring

Let it be for today; we can go another day when we have time

Zhang Youshan echoed with a sound, casting a disdainful glance at Xiao Mo. Xiao Mo, however, showed no reaction to this and nodded towards Huang Liang.

Wuwu ... ...

Xiao Mo, as usual, returned home and first took a shower, then sat down at his desk to read. Reading is one of Xiao Mo's hobbies; he always enjoys books that have an air of mystery, such as those on suspense, the supernatural, prehistoric civilizations, and even those about UFOs

Xiao Mo was engrossed in watching, his expression shifting between contemplation, realization, and frowning in disapproval. At this moment, he had completely immersed himself in the book, utterly oblivious to the time that was swiftly passing by.

A series of sharp ringing sounds shattered the silence at that moment. Xiao Mo groped for that damned phone by his pillow, pressed the answer button haphazardly, and then impatiently asked:

Zhang Youshan also felt quite frustrated, and he directly took out his phone and said to Xiao Mo:

During the process of going upstairs, Xiao Mo encountered several acquaintances, such as Aunt Wang from the neighborhood and Uncle Zhao from downstairs. Since these individuals were people he frequently saw, Xiao Mo greeted them with a smile.

The night has grown very deep, and the room is shrouded in a layer of cold darkness. A corner of the curtain has been lifted, and the moonlight streaming in from outside casts a faint glow on the round mirror in front of the window, illuminating the entire surface of the mirror with a soft radiance

"Help me! Help me!" I am on the playground at school

Seeing Zhang Youshan still pretending to be innocent, Xiao Mo's anger intensified, and he spoke again

Suddenly, a piercing ringing sound echoed through the room. Xiao Mo was startled, flipped the book in his hands upside down on the table, and picked up his phone from the side

Just as Xiao Mo was about to take out his phone to confront Zhang Youshan, Huang Liang hurried over from the side and quickly tried to mediate the situation

Xiao Mo cursed inwardly, but after some thought, he still felt uneasy and called back. However,

Huang Liang glanced at the time, then looked up at the overcast sky, and afterwards he shook his head and replied

Why are you asking me? Calling me in the middle of the night shouting for help, do you think this is a horror movie!

The sound of the bell at midnight was piercing, not yielding even to the ghostly wails. Xiao Mo was startled awake by the ringing, and with a hint of anger, he reached for his phone by the bedside. He glanced at the caller ID on the screen and found it was still Zhang Youshan.

Bell

Zhang Youshan blinked rapidly with his not-so-large eyes, his face filled with astonishment and confusion. He pointed to himself and then incredulously asked:

Do not be like You Shan; you know what kind of person he is. Children by nature love to joke around with everyone. If friends fall out over a joke, how ridiculous would that be if it got out...

Xiao Mo is a very tidy person; he cleans his home to perfection every day, and naturally, the mirror is also polished to a bright shine. Therefore, he finds the bloodstains on it puzzling, as he has not been injured in recent days. Moreover, the bloodstains on the mirror have not yet dried, indicating that they have only recently dripped.

The flickering white light on the screen appears somewhat eerie, as if a pair of eyes is hidden within that glow, intently staring at the person in front of the screen at this moment

The call was suddenly disconnected, and Xiao Mo looked at the screen of his phone with suspicion. The caller displayed on the screen was his classmate Zhang Youshan. Zhang Youshan could be considered one of his close friends; this person often enjoyed being quirky and would frequently engage in various pranks without feeling bored.

Who is it

After class, Xiao Mo, just as he had anticipated, intercepted Zhang Youshan, who was about to go out for a smoke

Bell

Previously, he had already suffered a loss once, so naturally, he would not be deceived again. Without any hesitation, he directly set his phone to silent and tossed it aside. He intended to fall asleep again, but suddenly felt a deep discomfort in his heart, as if something terrible was about to happen. This feeling completely robbed him of his drowsiness, and he cursed under his breath before pulling out that damned phone again

The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable

"It is blood. Strange, when did I get it on me?"

This is not a problem; I can take you anytime and anywhere