stories that happened on a specific occasion

At the beginning of the new year, when everyone is still immersed in the joy of the new year, I spend most of my time looking for and reading horror stories.The newly appointed boss, K, suddenly patted me on the shoulder a few years ago and said earnestly: "Tachuan, I need you to worry about it in the future." So, all the collection of online stories fell on the department I was in charge of. .Old K's words came with a heavy responsibility, and my days of idle clouds and wild cranes were over for a while, and I was trapped in this narrow office, after all, it was a stable period of time.

Although I still find one or two suitable reasons to relax for a while from time to time, it is these days that I really experience the daily life of working at work, and I can't help but have more respect for X and other colleagues.

''Only Dr. Li called and told you to come when you are free. ''X said.

''Okay, I know. ''I added:''If anyone else calls me, please remember to tell me. ''

After X left, I sat in front of the computer in a daze.I didn't get the information I thought, even though I was sitting in the office, I couldn't enter the working state for a long time.The pop-up window of the computer occasionally pops up the information of flight tickets to various places, and from time to time it will tell me that there are discounts on air tickets from this place to N City.

After returning from N City, I never received any news about Z, she seemed to disappear, at least

Completely disappeared from my world.

I have tried to find it for me through my friends at the police station, but unfortunately, there is still no such person in N City.From time to time, I still can't help sending text messages to her mobile phone number. They are all innocuous words. I have never mentioned a word about my recent situation and bombing old buildings, and there is still nothing reply.

Uncertain things are pending, and the person who should appear still disappears.

Habit is a "child" with a temper. Once the usual existence and balance are disrupted, the vacant position will become a vortex, and other sequences and feelings will also be messed up.

At this time, a story about a hotel during the journey broke in, which explained this feeling for me very well.Changes in apparently familiar objects and environments can be more disturbing than unfamiliar ones.

After reorganizing my status, I logged into the background of the magazine website to check for submissions. Among dozens of stories, a submission by a person named MissF attracted my attention.

It is also a kind of comfort to look at other people's contributions during the journey.

It was a story that happened when I stayed in a hotel while traveling to country R. For some reason, her story always gave me a sense of identity, but I have never been to country R so far.I don’t know whether this sense of familiarity comes from her writing ability, or from the content of the story itself, or it reminds me of the story she told me when I met Z many years ago.In short, for a while, I fell into it.

MissF's story

Speaking of country R, ​​F is no stranger to it. From the narrative, it can be known that this is at least the fourth time she has visited within a year.And every time because of work.So every time you arrive at the same airport, follow the same road to the same hotel, so don't really get a chance to see it well.

Country R is an internationally renowned tourist country, and even the same place has different scenery throughout the year.So when he came to country R for the fourth time, F deliberately booked a flight ticket to return home two days late, planning to spend a weekend in country R, ​​and for the first time, he had a good time sightseeing and learned about this familiar and unfamiliar place.

After staying in a brand new hotel, F decided to give this weekend to a place full of freshness and unknowns.

And this story happened in the hotel this weekend, everything happened quietly.

F once suspected that he was too sensitive. After all, this hotel with national characteristics has existed for decades, and some facilities or furniture are in disrepair or may be excusable.But I never thought about it, and it became more and more obvious in this kind of deliberate neglect.

F booked a well-known local hot spring hotel. Because it was a temporary reservation, all the single rooms had already been booked, so F had no choice but to accept the double room.A double room, as the name suggests, is a room with two beds.Fortunately, the hotel only charges room and service fees based on the number of people, so after paying for a single room, you can enjoy a double room. F thinks this is at least a good deal.

After entering the room, F arranged the luggage and chose the bed next to the window, while the other bed was free. F would put the jacket he took off at the foot of his bed, which is considered a reasonable use.

At night, F planned to go back to the house to rest after soaking in the hot spring.

As soon as he entered the door, he found that his coat had fallen on the ground. F didn't care, picked it up and put it back on the empty bed again.

At this moment, F's sixth sense told her that the bed in front of her was different from the original one.

But in the end what is different, but can not say.It's just that the bed doesn't seem to be as smooth as it used to be, and it's likely that she made it unintentionally, but her intuition just made her notice it.

Perhaps the tension at work has not been eliminated, F thought about turning on the TV to divert his attention.

By the time she noticed the bed again, it was already midnight.

When F came back from the bathroom at night, in the weak light of the bedside lamp, the outline of the whole room and the items inside became clear and distinct.At this moment, she glanced at the bed from the corner of her eye.

There is a sunken feeling.

F returns to her own bed and looks at the other bed again.

This time, she could finally confirm it.

It was a not-so-small depression.Because it was winter, the hotel quilt was thick but fluffy and soft, and it was precisely because of this that F could clearly see that a life-sized depression appeared on another bed.

If you look more carefully, you can even see clearly that the "person" should be lying flat on his front, and his legs are slightly separated.

F immediately turned on the overhead light in the room.

In the harsh white light, the depression became much less noticeable.But after turning off the ceiling light, the "human figure" clearly appeared again.

That night, F sat on the bed vigilantly, not knowing how to fall asleep.I had to turn on all the lights in the room, turn on the TV and look at the mobile phone to barely survive.

Early the next morning, F went to the front desk to ask for a room change.While the service and decorum were satisfactory, the request was dismissed.Unfortunately, the hotel is currently full, and there is no way to cancel the reservation and refund the next day's room rate.

After a night of sleep deprivation, F's brain also entered a strange state, and his thinking seemed to become much slower and more blunt.In a trance and helpless, she returned to this hotel at night and did not change hotels.Perhaps F's state at this time is not suitable for packing and dragging heavy luggage to find a hotel.Anyway, she spent another night here.

The room didn't seem to have any issues with the bed at this point as it had been cleaned.

F was worried, and touched the bed carefully with his hands.

Although the bed boards are old, there is an unpleasant crunching sound between the boards after being stressed.But did not feel any collapse or break.

Is it really that I am too sensitive?

Is that human form that existed all night last night really a hallucination?

The existence of many problems cannot withstand careful scrutiny, and F is also aware of this truth.

Forget it, F changed his clothes and decided to go to a hot spring.But she was still a little worried, even turning her back to the bed would make her a little flustered.Simply, she moved her entire suitcase onto the bed.After the box was opened, it happened to be able to cover most of the beds well, so that F went out of the room.

After returning to the room, F directly fixed his eyes on the bed.Fortunately, everything is the same, the same as before I went out.

Only then did F breathe a sigh of relief, rest assured that sleepiness would wrap her up, and soon she fell into a deep sleep like a faint.

But in the middle of the night again, F woke up.

And what woke her up from the abyss of dreams was not physical needs, but small, sharp voices one after another.

F was lying on her side on the bed, the sound could easily reach her ears, it can be said that the distance was so obvious that it was only a mattress.

That's the sound that the bed board makes when it's under pressure.

But he didn't turn over or move, where did this sound come from?

Just after F was fully awakened by this voice, she suddenly felt the bed was sunken again.And this time, it wasn't the bed full of luggage that her back was facing, but the bed she was sleeping on.

So, this time, it's not a visual perception, but a definite insight in the senses.

F felt that all the hairs on his back stood up, and the hollow feeling was approaching his side. F could feel that something was infinitely approaching her, and she could even feel that the thing that seemed to be close to her was obviously much heavier than her own weight, and because of her thinness, she uncontrollably leaned a little towards the side of the depression.

That hollow feeling is getting closer and closer.

Maybe I have touched it with a little hair, but I can't feel any physical existence, F recalled.

But it was at such a distance that the sense of approach came to an abrupt end, leaving a very disturbing situation.

What is lying behind him?

F didn't have the courage to stand up, and he couldn't just ignore it.That's how the night began, and it became unprecedentedly long.

Finally, the sky had just been polished, and in a daze, F suddenly and obviously felt the other half of the bed behind him bouncing up.At this time, F's back relaxed a little.

When leaving the hotel, F was still in shock.To this day, she still doesn't know and doesn't dare to know whether she was really the only one in her room that night.

This is the end of F's story, but such a short story made me feel a little uneasy about the space behind me.I am also a person who likes to sleep on my side. After reading this story, I have reconsidered my sleeping position.

Just when I was hesitating, I suddenly received a call from a friend in the police station.

He told me that there seemed to be a subtle progress in the search for Z.

Although I was a little anxious, I still said to him unhurriedly: "I'm not in a hurry, it depends on your time."

"Then I'll contact you for the exact time after I've been busy for a while."

At that time, I didn't know that the other party was cooperating with a major case, and it turned out to be another season to contact again.

After hanging up the phone, I read through the submissions again.

I have heard people say "eventful autumn", but I don't want to, starting from this story, starting from this phone call, starting from this season of breeding all things, my life has become unpredictable and troublesome.

Yang and Qi sting, but only disappointment.