Walking across the road on the lawn at the back door, the rookie security guard Jameson whispered while scolding the group of old security guards who relied on the old and sold the old, and also scolded the cold and snowy night.

The number of people in the Parland College is between two and three thousand, but it occupies a significant area.

Christmas is approaching, most of the students are away from school for vacation and fun, and the whole campus is silent, and it feels like a ghost town.

Jameson subconsciously glanced at the darkness where the light could not shine, and always felt that there were shadows everywhere, as if something was hiding there and ready to go.

Well, it's a reflex for a horror movie lover.

In fact, in addition to the rubber baton issued by the school, he also brought an electric shock device to defend himself, but unfortunately it was useless to keep warm.

On campus, apart from the faint sound of the wind blowing through the trees, the only thing is the rustle of his feet on the snow.

Jameson quickened his pace and flicked his flashlight around.

He decided to hurry up and finish the patrol, then hid back in the security room, determined not to come out again.

At this time, he had arrived at a dormitory building for exchange students, and he faintly heard a sound in his ears.

Stunned, his face suddenly turned a little pale - it seemed to be a woman's voice.

The voice is not talking, but it is very similar to the background sound echoing in the stereo in a horror movie, like a female ghost wailing and struggling.

It was intermittent and ethereal, as if coming from an unknowable dark corner.

Jameson's teeth were fighting, his legs were shivering, and he was getting cold all over.

Paland College, an art school, has no shortage of urban horror lore.

After all, the artist's mind is more likely to be off the line than normal people, and as a result, a staggering number of horror stories have been produced in the academy, both true and false.

For example, sketching a girl who brought back a portrait of a witch and then mysteriously died.

Or an emotional dispute that ended up quietly dying in the dormitory.

What's even more terrifying is probably the story of a white dress and a white face, a barefoot little girl who bleeds from seven orifices, and so on.

Jameson was shivering, and his flashlight was swaying a little uncontrollably.

Suddenly, he was stunned again.

Slowly turned the trembling flashlight back to a window on the third floor of the dormitory, and found that it was black and empty.

But when the light of the flashlight swept through that window just now, he seemed to see a woman who was pale and disheveled, waving to him at that window!

At this moment, Jameson's brain seemed to be frozen, and the whole person was stunned.

After standing in a daze for a few seconds, he suddenly realized that the female voice just now was gone, and a gust of wind suddenly swept in, blowing the surrounding trees and snow into chaos, like a scene of a demon coming to the world in a movie.

"Wow, ah, ah~ghost~" He turned around sharply and ran away.

At this moment, in the room on the third floor of the dormitory, Luke was bending sideways, poking his head slightly out of the window.

In his line of sight, the young security guard upstairs looked at the window for a moment, and suddenly ran away, far away, far away.

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Luke's face was stunned: "What the hell? ”

Thinking so, he hugged Yelena in front of him and whispered in her ear, "This security guard has a mental problem, right?" ”

Elena slapped him weakly: "He must have seen us just now, or heard my voice." ”

Luke was puzzled: "It's not so scared that you can run away." We're not ugly, and your voice isn't ugly, why is he running so fast? ”

Yelena didn't bother to think about this question, but hugged him tightly with her backhand: "Shouldn't you think about it now, how to deal with the problem of the little rabbit?" ”

Luke chuckled: "The little rabbit didn't call for help when he saw the security just now, then its end is doomed." ”

Elena snorted lightly: "The little rabbit was shot and couldn't run away, the end was already doomed, but it hopes that the process will be better." ”

Luke groaned, put his chin on her shoulder, and took her back to the window, "Then let's continue to watch the snow here." ”

Yelena only barely mumbled in agreement.

Downstairs, the young security guard Jameson had long since disappeared, and only the snow scene of the campus was back to silence, allowing the two people who were standing in each other's arms to enjoy it slowly.

It's a long night.

……

The next day, December 23rd.

Luke and Elena were in the dormitory until ten o'clock, and the indispensable snow coffee was enjoyed again for a long time before the two of them came out of the dormitory.

As he walked past the back gate, he couldn't help but ask a middle-aged security guard in the security room, "Excuse me, is the young security guard here yesterday okay?" ”

The middle-aged security guard was stunned: "You said Jameson?" ”

Then he asked, "What are you asking him for?" ”

Luke shrugged: "I saw him running and patrolling the campus alone yesterday and seemed to be very dedicated, but it was snowing these days, so ......"

The middle-aged security guard sighed: "It's not a big deal." It's that guy who likes to watch horror movies, scared himself last night, and got sick and went home today. ”

When he said this, he was also depressed.

Without this newcomer, it will be his turn to keep vigil tonight, which is a chore.

Luke politely thanked him and hugged Yelena out the door.

Elena was a little surprised: "There is still this kind of operation? I scared myself sick. I have a little impression of that man, he doesn't look very timid. ”

Luke shrugged: "Many people in this world like to scare themselves, and they are timid and watch horror movies, and they can't blame others for being scared." ”

Yelena didn't pay much attention to it, and brought her petite body close to him: "Let's go watch a horror movie later." ”

Luke was surprised: "I just drank coffee in the morning, you want to watch horror movies again?" ”

Yelena's hand around his waist couldn't help but hit him lightly: "Can't you go in the afternoon?" ”

Luke laughed, "Okay, as long as you want." But are there any horror movies coming out on Christmas? ”

The answer to this question came shortly after the two of them settled lunch at the restaurant.

No.

They ran to two theaters, and none of the real horror films were released, only two small-budget films that were considered thrillers.

However, looking at the clumsy poster and the audience evaluation that Luke searched on Popcorn.com, it turned out that these are two very mediocre works.

The two decisively gave up and went in to suffer.

Elena is afraid that she will laugh when she goes in to watch it, then her expectations for horror movies will drop in the future, and there will be no fun at all.

The two of them looked at each other, and they were both a little amused.

Elena said she didn't want to waste her time looking for horror movies, so the two of them prepared to continue their day trip to New York.

As she walked out of the second theater, Elena received a phone call, answered and said a few words, she covered the microphone and asked Luke: "Margaret invited me to see the art exhibition, saying that the art exhibition is of a good standard, but it will end today, and I may not see it in the future." ”