Event number 002

Event name: the same bed pillow

Client: Xiao Ling Hao

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Occupation: Civil service

Family Relationships: Parents, Brother

Address: Room xxx xxx, Tianshan Five Village, Minqing City

Telephone: 6538xxxx

Events have passed:

On February 17, 2001, the client visited for the first time.Audio files.

"Hello, Mr. Shaw."

“Hello, hello, hello...”

“What kind of thing have you encountered?Can you describe it in detail?”

“Well... things... things started over the New Year, I... our family walked relatives during the day, went home at night, was busy for a day, washed and teaked, and went straight to sleep.”When I first encountered this thing, I thought it was too tired, sleepy, and then more and more wrong, to yesterday...”

“What did you encounter?”

“There’s something... in bed...”

“Can you say something specific?”

“The first time was the first night.I turned around in the middle of the night and heard a movement.Something fell to the ground.I also felt that the thing was pressed on my quilt, I turned over, it slipped down and fell to the ground.I woke up, but there was nothing on the ground.I was so tired that night, I went to sleep.The next day I asked my brother... our brother was sleeping in a room and getting out of bed.He said he didn’t hear anything at night.I thought it was just an illusion, sleep confused, not taking it seriously.Then the next night, also walked for a day relatives, very tired, lying in bed quickly fell asleep, but in the middle of the night suddenly woke up, that is, the foot touched something, hairy.I woke up and thought there were rats or feral dogs coming into the house.There was no one at home during the New Year... but I opened the quilt, turned on the light, there was nothing in the quilt, and there was nothing under the bed or in the room.I woke up my brother and saw his bed, and nothing.For this matter, our family checked the house during the day and saw nothing.Later that day, I came back early, I was afraid of the cold, went to bed early, and read books in bed.I was sure there was nothing in the bed, but when I slept until midnight, I felt something pressing on my stomach.Not pressed on the quilt, but on the stomach, things are in the quilt.When I wake up and open my eyes, I can see the quilt bulging up like this . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

“Have you ever looked at the quilt?”

"Yes... I screened for several minutes before I felt my hands and feet... before I was really scared that my body was soft, my hands and feet could not feel it, and my stomach felt..."

“What’s pressing on you?”

“The box.”

“The suitcase?”

"Yes, that kind of tin safe, so big, is pressed on my stomach."It wasn’t too heavy, there was nothing inside.I really felt it, and I saw it clearly.I had been holding for so long, my eyes were adapted to the darkness, and when I saw the lock on the thing, the kind of digital lock that turned, the lock with the key, the key inserted in it, the copper key, and the door of the safe was open, there was a gap.I was so scared, I thought there was something in it.I was out of control, and I instinctively reacted and jumped straight.The box fell to the ground, so loud.I heard it, but my brother said no, and he said that I jumped up and hit the sound of the bedboard on top of it.After I turned on the light, there was no safe on the ground.No, it's gone..."

"That is, only you can see and hear that thing."

“Yes, only me!My family doesn’t believe me and I think I’m dreaming.”

Does this have a fixed time?What time does this happen every night?”

“No.No, I didn’t pay attention, I was afraid.”

“Did anything else happen after the safe?”

“...”

“Mr. Shaw?”

“Yes, always... on the fourth day, I felt something under my back.Because I was scared every night, I was really nervous, and I got up and looked at it, it was a ballpoint pen.I relaxed, put the pen on the table, and continued to sleep.The next day I found the pen missing.I don't think I bought that ballpoint pen, and neither did my brother."

“What kind of pen?”

"It's made of a wood pencil, a yellow ballpoint pen."

“Hmm.What next?”

“...”

“Mr. Shaw?”

“ShhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhThe shadow on the quilt was one by one, as if there was something... I later saw clearly that it was a shelf, the kind of iron shelf with shoes, but it was very large, standing on the bed, just not touching my body.I...I dared to touch it... that thing was real.Just like the ballpoint pen, it is true, and it is real to touch it.But I took it, put it on the ground, and after a while it disappeared.I watched it with my own eyes, and it disappeared, and it disappeared.I reached for the touch, and it was gone."

“Hmm.“After the first five?”

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“Mr. Shaw?”

“Yes...always...all kinds of things...books, wallets, clothes... one every day...”

Have you thought about a solution before?For example, go to the temple to burn incense, go to the hospital to check the mental state...”

“Me, no.I have always had doubts.I don't know if it's evil, or if I really dream every day, my family thinks I'm dreaming, and I suspect... but yesterday... yesterday..."

“What happened yesterday?”

“I woke up in the middle of the night and heard breathing... behind me, there was breathing...”

“The back?“Under the bed?”

“No, I was sleeping on my side, half of the bed, and on the other half, breathing... and, too, I felt the wind coming down into the quilt.It is like sleeping with a bed and covering a quilt, will not leak the wind between the two?That’s it...my quilt...and someone...he sleeps next to me... I don’t dare to move all night, I’ve been listening to that voice.He...he turned over...he turned over...I heard the movement, felt the bed move, the quilt was pulled...there was a real one...there must have been someone sleeping next to me... I thought, I thought, I thought maybe it was my brother... I wish it was my brother.No matter what, it is he, always better... but I heard there is movement on the top of my head... my brother is still lying on my upper shop, he is turning over... even if I am next to my brother, there is someone on it...”

“Have you ever seen someone sleeping next to you?”

"How is that possible?"How dare I watch it!It’s different from what was before!I didn’t dare to look, I didn’t even turn over... I kept my eyes open all night until dawn...”

“When did he disappear?”

"I don't know.After dawn, when the birds outside were heard, and there was a human voice, and they could not hear the sound of breathing.The quilt feels like it’s still leaking.I kept lying down until my brother got up, got out of bed and told me to move.I... I looked, there was no one in bed... but at night, one night, that feeling wasn’t fake.I didn’t dream, it was too clear, and all night he turned over, he moved, he breathed, I felt it.There's something really, lying in my bed."