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I was sleeping drowsily, In a daze, I heard a series of knocking sounds, Knock, knock, knock! I glanced at my phone, It was twelve o'clock. Who could be knocking at this hour?
Chapter 1
Introduction:
I was in a deep, groggy sleep when I heard a series of knocks at the door. Knock, knock, knock! I glanced at my phone. It was midnight. Who could be knocking at this hour?
(1)
I had just moved into a new house. The landlord was a sleazy middle-aged man. Grinning with a mouthful of yellow teeth, he said to me, "You're a young girl, and so pretty too. I'll rent it to you for a cheaper price!" His words were hard to ignore, but the rent was affordable, and given my current situation, I couldn't afford anything more expensive. So, I put up with it.
After finally unpacking, I sat on a chair and surveyed the room. Suddenly, I noticed a spot on the wall that was a different color from the rest. There was a grayish smudge on it. I sat up and stared at the smudge. Slowly, it began to bulge. Before long, a woman's face emerged from the wall. I couldn't see her features clearly, but I knew she wanted to break through the wall. Instantly, I felt a chill run down my spine. I tried to get off the bed but found myself unable to move. She seemed to notice me and struggled, opening her mouth towards me. I mustered all my strength. Move! If I didn't move, I would die!
With a sudden jolt, I sat up in bed. Finally, I could move! Covered in sweat, I glanced at my phone. It was already 11:50 PM. I must have fallen asleep at some point and had a nightmare. Looking at the wall again, it was smooth and showed no signs of any difference. I breathed a sigh of relief.
I went to the bathroom to freshen up. The bathroom was my favorite part of the house, especially the large, bright mirror. Everything was brand new. After getting ready, I finally felt at ease and went to bed. I pushed down the fear from the earlier dream and snuggled under the covers. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. Knock, knock, knock! Knock, knock, knock!
(2)
I woke up immediately and sat up in bed. Holding my breath, I stared towards the door, even though the room was pitch dark. The knocking continued. Who could it be? Who would knock at such a late hour? I got out of bed, deliberately not putting on shoes to keep my movements quiet. For some reason, I didn't want anyone to know I was home. No matter what, I had decided not to open the door, no matter who it was.
I tiptoed to the peephole and looked outside. It was completely dark. Maybe the motion-activated light hadn't turned on. The knocking continued. I still couldn't see anything. Suddenly, I realized something was wrong. The knocking should have triggered the motion-activated light. It had worked fine earlier in the afternoon. So, it wasn't that the light hadn't turned on; someone was blocking my peephole. What I saw were the eyes of the person knocking!
I quickly covered my mouth to stifle a scream. Hiding behind the door, a chill ran from my feet up to my scalp, and goosebumps covered my skin. Who was it? What did they want? Summoning my courage, I looked outside again. This time, the hallway was empty. There was nothing there. Filled with questions and fear, I returned to bed. But I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night. I hid under the covers, browsing on my phone.
"Help: What to do if someone knocks on your door in the middle of the night?" I quickly received comments from other users. "Check if it's a ghost looking for you." "Did someone die in the house you rented?" Though the comments were nonsense, they still stirred something in me. The apartments in this complex were old and looked quite run-down from the outside. But the interior of my unit was recently renovated. What seemed like a pleasant surprise when I rented it now felt suspicious. And that dream-no matter how tired I was, I shouldn't have fallen asleep so deeply without any awareness and had such a bizarre nightmare.
Everything was too abnormal. Everything around me was sending a message. There was something wrong with this house.
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