There was a look of fear on the man’s face.He quickly closed his eyes and adjusted his face, and began to breathe quickly because of the sentence just now, and calmed down.

“He told me in his letter that the teenager seemed to have replaced the manager of the transit station and began to rule the area.It was true domination, and he set out the unique rules, and in accordance with that rule, began to clean up the living and the ghosts in that area.That’s pretty much like curfew.He came to the door and heard some conversation from a nearby neighbor.He was no longer living in his original house, and I rented a house for him in a nearby town, because the time was urgent, looking for an apartment, and there were neighbors around.He learned about the curfew from them, and from local newspapers and the media.

“In the beginning, it was social news.The local police found the body in the trash.Things go back to the events at the transit station, when the first dead had appeared for a time before that.It was a vagabond, found dead in the garbage can, the body twisted, should be killed, thrown in the trash.The police began the detection process.In fact, when his body was found, the police also investigated this aspect, but the final conclusion was that his cause of death was sudden death.After that, similar incidents occurred one after another, and the deceased was first a vagabond, and then a single pedestrian.Police believe it was a serial murder.After the incident at the transfer station, the incident became rampant.People who walk together at night, some young people in the bubble bar, they are missing in the bar.On the way home, they disappeared.When it was found, it became a corpse.Their friends saw some signs.They all said they saw a strange boy.Seeing such a person at night was very abnormal, and even more abnormal, the teenager would stand in a place not far away and laugh at them.Then the boy suddenly disappeared, followed by some of them.There are rumors of hauntings.

“He became uneasy after hearing about this series of things.He guessed that the children he saw were the ones he saw.Local police issued a reminder of the curfew.It is not a coercive measure, but it is a call to residents not to go out after 10 p.m.After that, the patrol police became the next victim.His colleague, another patrol policeman, went straight to the madness and was sent to a mental hospital.Things are getting worse.The boy finally came to the door and found him.

The teenager did not introduce himself, but recognized his identity and asked him to carry out his own orders.Under the guidance of the teenager, he saw other ghosts taken by the teenager as his own, and some of them also saw one side during the transit incident.They were all asked, after ten o'clock in the evening, to patrol the streets and kill the living people on the road.He is scared.”

The man said this, paused, “He confessed to me in his letter.The first time he met the doctor who was rushing to the hospital in the street at that point in time, he followed the doctor with horror and delayed.He eventually gave up and let the doctor go.His little action was not found, so there was a second time... When the fourth time, he met the doctor again... the doctor was urgently called to the hospital to treat the emergency patient... He was still ready to turn a blind eye, but saw the young man.He was caught in extreme fear, unable to control his mind and soul.He came back to God and was already standing in front of the doctor’s car.In order to avoid him, the doctor turned in the direction, and the car hit the garbage can on the road and stopped.His sense of fear became clearer, but his body and mind were able to be controlled and had an autonomous consciousness.He remembered walking up to the doctor, to the doctor who had crawled out of the car... He also remembered that the doctor had seen him and asked him with concern what trouble he was in need of help.He could see clearly and he could feel the doctor’s doubts about his appearance.There may be fear, but ask him if he needs help.He really can’t handle it.But at that time, he felt the boy attached himself behind him and grabbed his hand.He became unable to control his body.He choked the doctor's neck, and when the doctor was dying, he finally resisted successfully, disappeared directly in place, and ran to the distance..."

The man's eyes lost the focal length, as if he saw the scene of the day.

As he ran back, he saw the doctor lying on the ground, and his body began to twist.The boy stood next to the doctor, not directly, did not see the doctor, but looked at him.The doctor . . . a little twisted deformation, uttered a painful scream, a little . . . dead . . .

The man sucked his nose and continued: “He ran.I ran home, wrote me a letter, and sent it to me, and I lost his whereabouts.I went to the house and he was no longer there.The letters I gave him also lost their voice.It was like... what happened to Grandma.One by one, they lost their news.

“I feel scared.I don’t know how to deal with this young man’s problem.My abilities are not aggressive... I tried to find the organization, the dead superpower, and failed.I found traces of their presence and even found records of the deaths and disappearances of some of their members.They seem to have been... destroyed.Just like the managers of the transit station.

“I finally got a letter from my grandmother when I was cornered.”

Speaking of this, the man's face did not show a relaxed expression, but became more bitter.

“My grandmother told me peace.She was fine, and my friend’s parents were all right.I went through this with my friends... his parents also sent letters, which I handed them directly to him and didn’t see it.This is our habit.I handed him the letter...he...” There were tears in the man’s eyes, “and he was very happy, and he told me that his parents had found an entrance, a place similar to the forest guard’s hut.”They had already leniently and said hello to the managers there.We thought the boy was an isolated thing.The world is so big, the transit station is so big, there are so many managers... I am worried, but I never thought this would happen.People die every day in this world, right?There are always bad people in this world, there are always people who do incredible evils... in the end, the good people are the majority, the world is good, the good... those things we never thought of... he ... he went ... originally asked me.I sent a letter to my grandmother.My grandmother didn’t mention it, only his parents.I think I had doubts then.I worked overtime that day... it could actually be pushed off, but I didn’t.He went alone...he was alone...he never came back...I...I got his letters.Letters without the address of the sender, letters without postmarks... he . . . invited me to that place.At the same time the letters arrived, my grandmother's letters, also let me pass."

The man's eyes full of tears looked at the camera, "Have you ever thought that one day, you will receive a death letter from your loved one?"The dead relatives sent the news that it should have been a happy thing... Since I was a child, I have been looking forward to it...until now...”

The man reached out and pulled out a paper bag from under the camera.Paper bags were thrown on the table, and the letters in it were scattered out and a table was laid out.

The man’s hand trembled and took out one of the papers and pasted it in front of the camera.

The subtitles translated the sentence: "Join us... go to death...death is not terrible... Come on, die..."

“Every day, every day, I receive letters like this.From Grandma, from uncles and aunts, from the dead who had contacted before, from ... my friends... before, you have to live well, live well, suddenly all changed...” The man’s voice sounded, “Just yesterday, I received the courier.”A large cardboard box...it was like the plot of a horror movie... Inside, my parents', the corpses... mutilated bodies... the faces were still full of fear... they still held a letter in their hand, only one word.”

The man changed a piece of paper.

The paper is more like a postcard.

There is only one word above.

“It’s just you.”