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Chapter 1009 The whining female voice, the little rabbit who was shot (1 more)

Walking through the road on the back door lawn, the new security guard Jameson whispered to the group of old security guards who were lying on their old age, while also scolding the cold snowy night.

The number of people at Parland College is between two or three thousand people, but it covers a considerable area.

Christmas is approaching, and most students leave school for vacation and fun. There are no voices on the entire campus, which feels like a ghost town.

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

Well, this is a conditioned reflex for horror movie lovers.

In fact, in addition to the rubber batons issued by the school, he also brought an electric shock device to protect himself, but unfortunately he had no warmth.

On campus, except for the faint sound of the wind blowing through the trees, there is only the sound of his feet stepping on the snow.

Jameson speeded up and shook the flashlight around.

He decided to deal with the patrol as soon as possible, then hid back to the security room, and refused to come out again.

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

He was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned a little white - that seemed to be the voice of a woman.

This sound is not speaking, but it is very similar to the background sound echoing in the sound in a horror movie, like a female ghost wailing and struggling.

It was intermittent, floating, as if it came from an unknown dark corner.

Jameson's teeth were fighting, his legs were trembling, and his whole body was filled with cold air.

Paland College is an art school that never lacks all kinds of urban horror legends.

After all, artists' thinking is easier to get out of line than normal people, so they produce horror stories, whether true or false, in the academy, and the number is still amazing.

Such as the sketches bring back the witch portrait and then mysteriously dies.

Or emotional disputes, the couple who died quietly in the dormitory.

What's even more terrifying is probably stories like white skirts, white faces, and barefoot little girl with bloody orifices.

Jameson was shaking all over, and the flashlight was shaking everywhere a little uncontrollably.

Suddenly, he was stunned again.

I slowly called the trembling flashlight back to a window on the third floor of the dormitory and found that it was black and empty.

But just now when the flashlight swept through the window, he seemed to see a woman with pale body and disheveled hair, waving to him at that window!

At this moment, Jameson's mind seemed to be frozen, and he was stunned.

Standing for a few seconds, he suddenly realized that the female voice had disappeared just now, and a strong wind suddenly rolled over, blew the trees around him, like a scene where a demon came to the world in a movie.

"Wow, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," he turned around and ran away.

At this moment, in the room in the dormitory on the third floor, Luke was bent over sideways and poked his head slightly out of the window.

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

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Luke looked stunned: "What the hell?"

Thinking of this, he hugged Elena in front of him and asked in her ear, "Is this security mental problem?"

Ilena hit him weakly: "It must be that he saw us or heard my voice just now."

Luke was puzzled: "This is not so scared that he just ran away. We are not ugly, and your voice is not bad. Why is he running so fast?"

Ilena was too lazy to think about this problem, but just held him tightly with her backhand: "Shouldn't you think about how to deal with the little rabbit's problem now?"

Luke chuckled: "The little rabbit didn't even call for help when he saw the security guard just now, so its ending would be destined."

Ilena snorted softly: "The little rabbit was shot and couldn't escape. The ending was long ago destined, but it hopes that the process will be better."

Luke pondered, put his jaw on her shoulder, and hugged her and returned to the window: "Then continue watching the snow here."

Ilena just reluctantly nodded to show her agreement.

Downstairs, the young security guard Jameson had already disappeared, and he could only return to the quiet campus snow scene, allowing the two people standing in a hug to appreciate it slowly.

This night is still very long.

...

The next day, December 23rd.

Luke and Ilena stayed in the dormitory until after ten o'clock. The indispensable snow-celebration coffee was enjoyed again for a long time before the two came out of the dormitory.

When he walked past the back school gate, he couldn't help but ask a middle-aged security guard in the security room: "Can you ask, is the young security guard here yesterday okay?"

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

Then he asked in confusion: "What did you ask him for?"

Luke shrugged: "I saw him running and patrolling on campus yesterday. He seemed very dedicated, but it has been snowing these days, so..."

The middle-aged security guard said, "It's nothing big. It's just that guy likes to watch horror movies. He scared himself last night and went home sick today."

He was also very depressed when he said this.

Without this newcomer, it's his turn to watch tonight, which is a chore.

Luke thanked politely and hugged Elena out.

Ilena was a little surprised: "There is such an operation? She scared herself to illness. I have a little impression of that person, and she doesn't look very timid."

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

Ilena didn't care too much, and put her petite body close to him: "Let's go watch the horror movie later."

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

Ilena, who was holding his waist, couldn't help but hit him gently: "Can't you go in the afternoon?"

Luke laughed: "Okay, as long as you want. But will there be horror movies released on Christmas?"

This question was answered shortly after the two men solved the lunch in the restaurant.

No.

They went to two theaters, and neither of them was released in real horror movies, only two small-cost movies that were considered thrillers.

However, looking at the clumsy poster and the audience's comments Luke found on Popcorn.com, it proved that these are two works that are very mediocre.

The two of them decisively gave up and suffered.

Ilena was afraid that she would laugh out loud when she went in and watched it, so her expectations for horror movies would decrease in the future and she would have no fun watching the movie.

Both of them looked at each other, which was a bit funny.

Ilena said she didn't want to waste her time on looking for horror movies, so the two were ready to continue their day trip to New York.

When walking out of the second theater, Elena received a call, answered and said a few words. She covered the microphone and asked Luke: "Margaret invited me to the exhibition and said that the exhibition was of good quality, but it was about to end today and might not be able to see it in the future."
Chapter completed!
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