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Chapter 993 Chapter 1009 The wailing female voice, the little rabbit who was shot (1 update)

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    Walking across the road on the lawn at the back door, the new security guard Jameson cursed in a low voice the group of old security guards who relied on their old age, and also cursed the cold snowy night.

    The number of people in Paland College is between two and three thousand, but it occupies a large area.

    Christmas is approaching, and most students have left school for the holidays. There is no sound of people on the entire campus, and it feels almost like a ghost town.

    Jameson subconsciously scanned the dark places where the light could not reach, always feeling that there were shadows everywhere, as if there was something hiding there, ready to strike.

    Well, this is the conditioned reflex of a horror movie lover.

    In fact, in addition to the rubber baton issued by the school, he also brought a stun device for self-defense, but it was of no use for warmth.

    In the campus, apart from the faint rustle of the wind blowing through the trees, there was only the rustle of his feet on the snow.

    Jameson quickened his pace and waved the flashlight around.

    He decided to finish the patrol quickly, then hid in the security room and never came out again.

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

    He was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly turned a little pale - that seemed to be a woman's voice.

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

    It was intermittent and misty, as if coming from an unknown dark corner.

    Jameson¡¯s teeth were chattering, his legs were shaking, and he was feeling cold all over.

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

    ¡°After all, artists¡¯ minds are more likely to go off-line than normal people, and as a result, an alarming number of true or false horror stories have been produced in the academy.

    ¡°For example, the girl who brought back a portrait of a witch from life sketching and then died mysteriously.

    Or a couple who had an emotional dispute and died quietly in the dormitory.

    What is probably more terrifying is the story about the little barefoot girl in a white dress, white face, and bleeding from her orifices.

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

    Suddenly, he was stunned again.

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

    But when the light of the flashlight swept across the window just now, he seemed to see a pale woman with disheveled hair waving to him from the window!

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

    After standing blankly for a few seconds, he suddenly realized that the female voice just now disappeared, and a strong wind suddenly came, making the surrounding trees and snow make a chaotic noise, like a scene in a movie where a demon comes to the world.

    ¡°Whoaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootats guy that this guy is here that kind of thing that's going on here.

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

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

    Luke¡¯s face was full of astonishment: ¡°What the hell?¡±

    Thinking like this, he hugged Elena close to him and whispered in her ear: "Does this security guard have a mental problem?"

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

    Luke was very puzzled: "It's not like we were so scared that we ran away. We are not ugly, and your voice is not unpleasant. Why is he running so fast?"

    Elena was too lazy to think about this problem, and just hugged him tightly: "Shouldn't you think about how to deal with the little rabbit problem first?"

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

    Elena snorted softly: "The little rabbit was shot and can't run away. The outcome is already doomed, but it hopes that this process will be better."

    Luke pondered, put his chin on her shoulder, and took her back to the window: "Then continue to watch the snow scene here."

    Elena just reluctantly hummed to show her agreement.

    Downstairs, the young security guard Jameson had already disappeared. Only the snowy scene of the campus returned to silence, allowing the two people standing hugging each other to slowly appreciate it.

    This night is still very long.

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    The next day, December 23rd.

    Luke and?Lena stayed in the dormitory until after ten o'clock. After enjoying the indispensable snow scene coffee for a long time, the two of them got out of the dormitory.

    When he walked through the back gate of the school, he couldn't help but asked a middle-aged security guard in the security room: "Excuse me, how was the young security guard here yesterday?"

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

    Immediately he asked in confusion: "Why are you asking him?"

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

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

    When he said this, he was also very depressed.

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

    Luke politely thanked her and hugged Elena out.

    Elena was a little surprised: "There is still such an operation? I scared myself sick. I have a bit of an impression of that person, and he doesn't look very timid."

    Luke shrugged: "Many people in this world like to scare themselves. If they are timid, they watch horror movies. They can't blame others for making them sick."

    Elena didn¡¯t pay much attention and moved her petite body closer to him: ¡°Let¡¯s watch a horror movie later.¡±

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

    Elena¡¯s hand holding his waist couldn¡¯t help but hit him lightly: ¡°Can¡¯t we go in the afternoon?¡±

    Luke laughed: "Okay, as long as you want. But are there any horror movies showing on Christmas?"

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

    No.

    They went to two theaters, but no real horror films were shown, only two low-budget films that were considered thrillers.

    However, looking at the poor poster and the audience reviews that Luke found on Popcorn.com, both prove that these are two terrible and mediocre works.

    The two decisively gave up and went in to suffer.

    Elena is afraid that if she laughs when she goes in to watch it, her expectations for horror movies will drop in the future, and she will lose all the fun of watching movies.

    The two looked at each other, both a little funny.

    Elena said she didn¡¯t want to waste time looking for horror movies, so the two prepared to continue their one-day trip to New York.

    When walking out of the second cinema, Elena received a phone call. She answered the call and said a few words. She covered the phone and asked Luke: "Margaret invited me to the art exhibition and said that the art exhibition was of good quality, but today  It¡¯s about to end, and you may not see it again.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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