The school building of the drama school at night is very deserted, but as a university, there are all-night study rooms, and it is not all popular.

I waited for that ladder.The cordon has been removed by the school, there is no warning line, and no one can remember that there was a murder here.But I felt a sense of a neum on, and the feeling of being in the theater, I could easily judge that there was a ghost here.

It is a cloudy day and the moon cannot be seen in the sky.

When the girl's ghost appeared and staged a suicide drama, there was no moon at her guillotine.The fallen body climbed slowly and stiffly, like a toddler, and fell down the stairs.

I closed my eyes and waited quietly.

The sound of footsteps sounded a long time later, as in the dream, the headless girl held her head up, stepped on the blood footprints, stood in front of me.

Her face was no longer stiff, but looked at me with joy, and asked impatiently, “How am I doing?”

I nodded sadly and said, "Perfect."

The girl smiled, even if it looked awkward, the joy of the trumpet was still overflowing from the corner of her eyebrows.Her face slowly disappeared into the stairwell.

I spit out the turbidity, dragged my feet back home, lay on the bed, and the new dream began.

It was an empty hallway, with two rows of fixed plastic chairs on either side, various propaganda posters affixed to the wall, and a cartoonist in uniform marked it as the police station.

I was sitting in a plastic chair, and suddenly there was a woman who looked like a demonic and thinly dressed and exposed.She dyed her hair, painted heavy makeup, small hangings and extra-skirt exposed skin left traces after ****, from the bruises and red and swollen tooth marks, she had just experienced a rough woman's expressionless face, a dead eye.The hand with the bright red fingernails slowly touched his scarred body and climbed on the slender neck.

I struggled like last time, trying to scream, trying to pounce on her hand.

The woman's hand burst out of green, the fingertips turned white, the neck was choked by her own shape.She stretched her legs impotently and kicked twice, her whole body skewed in the seat and rolled to the ground.The woman's throat made a "hissper" soft cry, eyes wide, expression panicked.Her feet faltered more and more violently, and her body rolled on the ground, but her hands seemed to be controlled by others, and she did not move.

In the awkwardness, the woman's hands loosened and threw uncontrollably on both sides, smashing on the ground and in the plastic chair, making two loud noises.She had two red marks on her neck.

I froze.

Was that successful?Did I stop her death?

I soon found myself too optimistic.

The woman was still making a silent howl, and her extended hands were clutching in the air.Her legs and upper body were moving, and her waist and neck seemed to be crucified on the ground.The fingerprints on her neck were deepening, and if the invisible hand continued to choke her neck.

I can imagine what happened to her.She was riding on her body, so she could not move her waist, and she was choked by the person who could not see her neck and was on the verge of death.

I screamed in my heart, but I was still unable to change this situation.

The woman's hand in the air was tightened into a straight line, and the tip of her fingertips reached the incandescent lamp overhead, and the dark eyes were full of despair.All her struggles stopped at this point.It seems to symbolize the desire for light that the hand is unable to fall.

She is dead.

died again.

I was angry and almost exploded.

“Awy again.”

I have a passion in my heart.

“Awkwardly?”That damned ghost?

The woman disappeared, as the evil ghost said, and she reappeared in the next second in the plastic chair opposite me.

This time, she changed her expression, hooked her lips, and smiled.She opened her body, did not care about the traces of her body, and even proudly stood on her chest, so that a pair of rounded straps on her chest could not mind that she was not wearing underwear.

Her debauchery was fleeting and turned into a panic, and as soon as the whole person hit back, there were traces of human hands on her neck.She struggled, kicking and beating the invisible person in front of her, trying to scream, but after being strangled in her throat, she couldn’t make a sound at all.

This struggle did not play any role, and in a blink of an eye, she lost all her strength of resistance and looked at the front.The transparent man seemed to loosen his hand, and the woman's body fell down, lying awkwardly on the side of the plastic chair.

“Come back again!”The voice of the devil was a little irritated, and I heard the impetuous pacing sound.

The woman’s body disappeared and reappeared.

She changed her way of acting the third way, this time as if she saw the transparent murderer and screamed and fled.

“The card!The card!The card!The card!You idiot!You don’t know what art is and what beauty is.The shit!”The demon rebuked angrily and interrupted the woman's performance.

The woman was embarrassed and afraid to stand in the same place.

I just think the scene in front of me is ridiculous.

“Get off me!No need to play!Change of actor!”The devil shouted.

I jumped in my heart and woke up.

Change the actor... he said change actors!

I quickly picked up my phone and called Chen Xiaoqiu’s phone.

“Hello?”Chen Xiaoqiu's voice was hoarse and lazy, and the shrewd indifferent past.

I realized it was three o’clock in the morning, but I couldn’t wait, “I’m dreaming again!”He’s not happy with the dead, he’s going to change actors!”

Chen Xiaoqiu was still confused and did not react for a moment.

Change of actors, not roles!He’s going to find another girl!Is the woman arrested still in the police station?”I was afraid to wake up my parents and sisters, lowered my voice, and changed my clothes, “Not a woman, but other arrested women!”

Chen Xiaoqiu was instantly awake, “Those **** women are in the detention center.”I asked my uncle if they had any action tonight.Where do you live?I'll drive to pick you up."

I reported the address and tiptoed out of the house.

"We went to the detention center, and the police didn't act tonight."Chen Xiaoqiu said so when I got into the car.

Chen Xiaoqiu's car is not a luxury car, and her driving technology is quite ordinary.She does not drive at work, and it is estimated that she will not practice the car on weekdays.The car performance is good, in the early morning in the open street wind, but also very lucky did not encounter a red light, all the way unimpeded.Even so, it was four o'clock when we arrived at the police station.The guardhouse also had lights on.When Chen Xiaoqiu drove in, it was also unimpeded.

I was surprised to see Chen Xiaoqiu.

"It's my uncle's car."Chen Xiaoqiu said calmly.

The police chief's car, no wonder unimpeded.

Uncle Chen's uncle should have said hello to the people in the detention center, and the police took us in, but his eyes were very strange.We ran the guard this time to see a group of women is already very strange, coupled with the people on the top to say hello, I think very strange.

The police soon stopped thinking.There was a bell in the detention center, and there was a shout in the direction we were moving forward.