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... is there any scary ghost story? Come and tell me about it.
1. At the orientation meeting of the Department of Carnivore Legend Medicine, a freshman's speech was extremely exaggerated: "Human anatomy! It's easy. Daddy and my eldest brother are both doctors. There are many such paintings at home. I have seen them since I was a child, and I am not afraid of internal organs. How disgusting and horrible I have seen them! "What's even more annoying is:" I don't miss medicine too much, but everyone in my family is a doctor, so I obey Daddy's meaning. I didn't expect to study. HKU's medicine is really cheap! "Several seniors in the fourth grade are really impatient. One of them knows that this guy is boasting more than anything else, and he is determined to teach him a lesson:" Since you are so awesome, you don't have the courage to treat this corpse for a few hours, alone! Such a simple thing is not difficult for you. "The presence of more than a dozen senior students, also hate which new words, can find an excuse to get this guy away, really happy, then together. Among them, the department of medicine is more dedicated, and if the freshman can survive the night, he is invited to be the partner of the opening party! Forced and lured, the freshmen crustily skin of head stepped into the autopsy room, and a corpse was found on the autopsy table as a teaching demonstration. According to the rules, the body will be completely disintegrated, and every inch of muscle, every bone, every pair of internal organs and organs will be cut one by one. Finally, when dissecting the brain and five senses, students will witness the face of this corpse. Prior to this, the lecturers solemnly declared that they were not allowed to uncover the white cloth covering the head of the corpse to show their respect for the deceased. The body was covered with white cloth, but judging from the lines on the chest, the body was a woman. According to Gao Bansheng, the body must be Asian and may have been purchased from China or Southeast Asia. As if nothing had happened, the freshmen still said goodbye to everyone with a smirk. Before leaving, Gao Bangsheng repeatedly said: "The door will not be locked, and you can leave at once if there is anything. However, I warn you, you can't uncover that cloth. "The new student is determined to lock the door. "Don't lock the door, won the boring! "Half an hour later, a little uneasy classmates quietly got the autopsy room to spy on the new students. Maybe there are many people and heavy footsteps, and they are discovered by freshmen, but they are played tricks on freshmen and scared to death. After this time, people will no longer pay attention to freshmen. Without this guy present, the orientation meeting went very happily and I didn't feel the passage of time. It was early in the morning when everyone realized that the freshmen were still in the autopsy room. When they came to the autopsy, the door was locked, and there was no response for a long time, but there was a strong breath and chirp in the room, and unclear voices. It was certain that there were still people in the room, but I didn't know whether they were born again. Because the students made their own things, they didn't dare to disturb the security guards. It took a long time to get the door open. The scene in the autopsy room made several students stunned, and several of them immediately vomited and screamed. All the people present were in a mess, and no one dared to stay any longer. They were awake and helped to escape from the autopsy room, and the students who were vomiting were even more embarrassed. Several security guards reported to the scene, but they were also scared to stay for quite a while. After calming down, the autopsy room was blocked. The dissection table has also been overturned and pushed to a corner. A female corpse lay on the ground, her abdomen was cut open, and her internal organs spilled out of her body. It was unbearable to witness a pile of things on the ground in the east and one in the west. There are still several scalpels in the body. The most frightening thing is that the eyes of the female corpse are actually open! As for the situation of freshmen, it can be described as miserable. His clothes were disheveled, there were countless blood stains from scratches, and his eyes were red and swollen, as if he were going to bleed. Shrinking in the corner, holding a piece of flesh and blood with both hands, chewing and mumbling, but unable to hear clearly what was said. Several security guards waited for an opportunity to pounce and snatch the flesh and blood from the new students' hands. The freshman struggled wildly to get back the flesh and blood, and kept shouting: "I want to eat him, I want to eat him, he is not my son, he is not my son!" "Incoherent, but no one knows the meaning of solid. After some disturbance, the freshmen were subdued, injected by psychiatrists and sent to the hospital for examination. After the autopsy was cleaned up, the test results of the female corpse were surprising-this female corpse turned out to be pregnant with two or three fetuses, and the newborn ate flesh and blood, which was in the belly of the female corpse. . . . The freshmen were finally sent to a mental hospital and have been treated in isolation. No one knows what happened between the new student and the female corpse, right? What happened during those hours in the autopsy room? The examination report of the freshmen has many horrible associations. The scratches on your body can't be caused by yourself, especially the scars on your back and the tooth marks on the back of your neck. It must have been made by someone else's hands and exports! At that time, there were only female corpses in the autopsy room besides freshmen! 2. Anyone who has been to my house on the stairs of hell knows that I live in a very ordinary upstairs. My family lives on the third floor. I have lived in this building for more than ten years. This building is made of high-quality cement produced by our factory. Coupled with its seismic structure, it is designed to resist earthquakes of magnitude 6~7. In our building, there are three families on each floor, whose doors correspond to the east, west and north respectively, and my family lives in the middle, that is, the one whose door opens to the north. The stairs in this building are also very common. Each floor is composed of two folded stairs. There are always six stairs from my home to the first floor. I have lived in this building for more than ten years. Except for going out to school and going on business trips for four or five years, I live at home at other times, and go upstairs and downstairs at least four times a day. It can be said that I am very familiar with this staircase, so that I can go upstairs and downstairs easily with my eyes closed. The first accident happened on a summer night, yes, last summer. Last summer was not as hot as this year. That night, a friend invited me to his house to play video games, so I went out at 8: pm. Please remember this time. As usual, I went out easily. It was cloudy that night, so it was dark. Usually, when the weather is fine, it is quite bright at 8: pm. I went downstairs briskly. After walking down two floors, I found it was very dark below, because the street lamps on the first floor were installed very low, and taller people could touch them as soon as they reached out, so some people without public morality often unscrewed the light bulbs and took them back to their homes, and the first floor was often dark. I secretly cursed and continued to go down. I walked another floor, and it became darker all around, but I was surprised. Because I didn't go to the exit on the first floor, there were stairs below! But the surprise was only a flash. As I said above, I am really familiar with this staircase, and sometimes things that people are very familiar with often become blurred. If you don't believe me, you will write your name dozens of times at a time, and later you will wonder if you have written a typo. So, I still go down easily. However, after going down another floor, the stairs are still waiting for me. At this time, I still didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. I just whispered: "What a ghost!" Go down again. However, my mood is tense. Because, I went down a dozen floors in one breath, but the stairs are still below. I stopped and felt a little cold. This is impossible. I know very well that the building where I have lived for more than ten years has only five floors at the highest and no basement. Even if I go down from the top five floors, there are only eight stairs. But now, I have gone down more than ten floors, and I still can't see the exit. This is a very strange thing. Although I am not a very timid person, I really feel a little scared. I walked slowly along the stairs and went down two floors, still not to the end. The light around is extremely dim, and only a rough outline can be seen. Originally, I was not afraid at all. Even if the whole building was dark, I wouldn't be afraid. What is the reason to be afraid of a building that is so familiar? But now it's different. This place is no longer familiar to me. The whole incident is full of mysterious and horrible colors. In an instant, a cold sweat broke out on my forehead. The first thought that flashed into my mind was that I was dreaming, a nightmare! This is an easily accepted idea. Since it is a dream, nothing matters. But I am sober, this is by no means a dream, by no means! It was not until this time that I remembered to take a closer look! At the beginning, I also said that there are three families on each floor of our building. Because they are all the same, I didn't think about taking a closer look in the dim environment. I went down the stairs with trepidation and walked to the door in the middle ... The light was so dim that I could only vaguely see the outline of the door and window. I moved forward bit by bit, ready to run. Above each door, there is a sign indicating the number of this house. My house number is "42", the number of people upstairs is "52", and the rooms downstairs are "32", "22" and "12" in turn, so as long as you read the sign clearly, you can know which floor you are on. Because it was too dark, although the sign was not very small, it was still difficult to read. I had a lot of trouble and finally saw it-14-2-14! ! ! This is actually the 14th floor! My scalp was numb and I wanted to open my mouth. Just then, my eyes went black, and then I didn't know anything. I was awakened by a noise, but my neighbor next door came back from work. At that moment, my mind was blank. I just found out that I was standing in front of my house. I took out my key, opened the door, went in, turned on the light, took out a can of coke from the refrigerator and drank it off, then went into my room. As soon as I entered, the phone rang. I grabbed the receiver. It was that friend. He said that he had been waiting for me at home for four hours, and he didn't see me. He asked me why I stood up. I stammered a few words and then hung up. I remember I went out, but what happened later? I lay in bed for a while, trying to sleep, but I couldn't. There was a "crash" in the distance. Someone must have accidentally bumped into something when moving a bicycle up. Now a lot of things are often piled up at the corner of the stairs, so it is inconvenient to move things up. The stairs-I jumped up! The stairs! Dark stairs! It's endless, like a staircase to hell! I clearly remember what happened until I suddenly fell into a coma after reading the sign, and then I found myself standing in front of my house. I grabbed my watch and looked at it at 12: 3. I went out at 8: , and now it's 12: 3, but I swear I stayed in that dark staircase for less than ten minutes, so where am I for the remaining four hours? I didn't fall asleep all night, so I kept looking at the ceiling with my eyes open. Although I thought about going to the stairs again, I really didn't have the courage. I fell asleep before dawn, but soon, all kinds of noise woke me up. I looked at my watch. It's time for work. When I went out, I couldn't help but hesitate. What happened last night still left me with a lingering fear. Fortunately, my colleague upstairs happened to be going to work, so I said hello to him and went downstairs with him. I silently counted, "3", "2" and "1"! When I saw the familiar exit on the first floor as usual, I felt so happy and kind! That terrible thing last night may be just my illusion or just a nightmare. In the following time, everything returned to normal. After work, I go up and down the stairs at least four times a day, and my fear of the stairs slowly disappears without a trace. I really never thought that I would meet that night again. It was one night after half a year, and a group of friends had a party. I went out at 8: o'clock. Because I was in a good mood, I ran down a few steps, but when I went down three floors and met the familiar darkness, my heart thumped and my steps slowed down immediately. Because it's not the first time, I'm afraid, but I'm not as frightened as I was last time. I first looked at the middle door number, "1-2", which is normal. But the place that used to be the exit disappeared, while the dark stairs extended. I gritted my teeth and decided to explore the secret, so I walked down the stairs. From the first floor below, it is a strange darkness, and everything seems unreal. I have to take a closer look at the house number every next floor. "-1-2",-2-2 ",-3-2" and-4-2 "... Slowly, I came to the door where I lost consciousness last time. "-14-2" is good. It's still that sign. I looked down the stairs, but I couldn't see anything clearly, but I was dimly visible. The stairs seemed to be still hovering down, as if there was no end. I continued to go down again, and "-15", "-16" and "-17" reached the seventeenth floor, and I couldn't help but stop. The stairs are still not over, and the reason why I stopped is ridiculous, because I thought of an old saying: "eighteen layers of hell"! This strange staircase leads to hell! ? I hesitated for a long time before I decided to continue walking down. One of the reasons that prompted me to make this determination was that the three doors were all dead, with no lights, no sound and nothing. I really didn't dare to stay for a while. On the contrary, I felt safer on the stairs. There is nothing strange about the "-18" floor, and I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but where does this staircase lead? I continued to go down and walked a few more floors, and my courage disappeared bit by bit, because the stairs still circled down and still didn't end. Just as I hesitated, I suddenly heard a scream. Say it's a scream, but it's actually my feeling, because the voice is vague and I can't hear it clearly. The sound came from the lower level. Then, I heard another scream. What little courage I had left was completely gone. I started running and ran hard until I was out of breath. It's still dark around. I looked at the sign carefully while panting, and I couldn't help smiling bitterly. "-14-2" I'm on the 14th floor again. I can't hear the voice below, and my mood is a little calmer. I gently reached out and touched the door. My hand touched the door, but I felt cold and greasy. This is a big accident for me. At the same time, however, I vaguely saw a shadow flash across the room, and then there was a slight "click" sound in the door, as if something was opening the door and wanted to open it. I let out a cry, never stopped, and ran up as hard as I could, but I was so scared that I tripped and fell on the steps, and then I didn't know anything ... I was awakened by the noise of my neighbor's next shift, and I still found myself standing at my door, and my mind was still blank. I opened the door and went in. The telephone was ringing in a hurry. I grabbed the phone, and it was my friends at the party. I asked why I stood up and said that I had been calling me for four hours, but no one answered. what can I say? surely it doesn't mean that.../could it be said that...
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