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The moment Guo Jintao touched that icy hand, he instantly snapped awake, his eyes wide open, but since he was lying on his side facing the wall, he couldn't see to whom the cold hand belonged.

But without a doubt, at this hour, around two or three in the morning, no one would climb into his bed, and the hand felt so icy.

Startled, Guo Jintao quickly withdrew his hand and didn't dare to reach for the quilt again, just lying on his side, motionless.

There was no sound of breathing from behind him as if there was no one there, but he could distinctly feel a chill crawling up his spine, reaching his neck, and climbing onto the back of his head.

His back had gone completely numb.

Guo Jintao's eyes were wide open, utterly devoid of slumber. At that moment, he wished the wall in front of him was a mirror so that he could see what was behind him.

But at the same time, he also didn't want to see anything terrifying, which would deliver another severe blow to his already fragile heart.

Before long, a rustling sound came from behind him, and then the bed moved slightly twice, as if the person was turning over.

At this moment, the one who stole his quilt, seemed to have turned over, now with their back to him.

Guo Jintao waited a few seconds to make sure the other party wasn't moving anymore; then he slowly turned his head to look, and what he saw next could be listed as the most horrifying thing he had seen in his life, without a doubt.

After seeing this scene, Guo Jintao wished he could take a regret pill immediately, or gouge out his eyes right there and then.

He had estimated wrong.

The person behind him indeed had turned over; only they had been facing away from him before, and now, after turning, they were facing him.

A deathly pale face, with dull gray eyes, stared motionlessly at him.

Suddenly, Guo Jintao shivered all over, feeling as though his soul had flown out of his body, almost bursting into a high-pitched scream.

He bit down hard on his tongue, his whole body tense, his fearful gaze fixed on the unfamiliar face so close to him. Discover hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire

All of a sudden, Guo Jintao realized that although the person's eyes were open, they seemed to be in a deep sleep, or perhaps, they were just the likeness of a corpse.

Since there was no movement from the other party, he turned his head back slowly and cautiously.

All the while holding his breath, until he had turned away, then he began to breathe again with very gentle breaths.

At this time, Guo Jintao dared not get up, just enduring and watching the time, hoping that the creature behind him wouldn't touch him, for that would be terribly awkward.

Fortunately, after about a few minutes, something moved behind him again; the man seemed to sit up and turn over.

Guo Jintao's eyes were wide as he focused intently on the movement behind him, feeling the man crawling towards the edge of the bed.

At this moment, he was certain that the person he had encountered was the very "strangeness" Han Zhao had mentioned.

Without daring to look back, until the man crawled out of bed and left through the door, Guo Jintao immediately sat up and glanced toward the door below – it wasn't fully closed.

At this moment, Han Zhao was also awakened by the noise of getting out of bed, his eyes wide and face filled with terror as he stared at Guo Jintao, who was shivering as he slid down from the top bunk.

"The 'strangeness' is gone; why are you still on the top bunk?"

"Don't… don't… don't talk, move in closer, I'll sleep next to you," Guo Jintao, trembling all over, squeezed onto Han Zhao's bed.

The two roommates across didn't wake up.

Not until the strangeness returned and crawled back onto the top bunk did Guo Jintao hold Han Zhao tightly, both of them motionless, spending the whole night in terror.

It wasn't until the next day that they noticed a large wet patch where the two lay, which, of course, was sweat, not something else.

Since each of the strangenesses had specific times and locations for their activity, no one else was to be disturbed while recording the videos; it was sufficient for the dorm roommates to work together.

Aside from Han Zhao, who was pretending to sleep, Guo Jintao held a cellphone, hiding across the bunk to record a video, and another roommate named Zhang Wei was also filming with another cellphone.

Another named Chen Kun was responsible for keeping watch, for he was short-sighted, and after wearing glasses, his vision was much clearer than the mildly nearsighted Guo Jintao and Zhang Wei, so in the darkness, he could play a bigger role.

The three on the bottom bunk across from them waited, waiting for around three in the morning, when the strangeness on the top bunk—Guo Jintao's bed, above Han Zhao—would appear.

Since after 12 o'clock, the three waiting individuals had been whispering to each other, but as time passed, they gradually fell silent.

And Han Zhao, who was sleeping on the bottom bunk, seemed to have stopped moving too, leading Guo Jintao to strongly suspect that this guy had definitely fallen asleep.

They had no choice but to lie in bed and wait for the strangeness to appear, and with someone else guarding the scene, it was entirely possible to fall asleep as they waited.

The world wasn't peaceful now; strangenesses were everywhere, but life had to go on, especially since the appearance of strangenesses wasn't usually to a murderous, mass-killing extent.

So, some people's nerves began to toughen up, and after encountering a strangeness, as long as they didn't provoke it, some could even ignore it completely.

The reactions of the people in the dorm room were still relatively normal, so no one was surprised that Han Zhao could sleep, feeling at most that he was too reckless.

Gradually, when the time reached 2:48 in the morning, not only Han Zhao but also Guo Jintao and Zhang Wei, who were ready to film with their cellphones, had dozed off, sitting on their beds.

Only Chen Kun persisted, but there was a moment when he too grew groggy. When he suddenly regained consciousness, Chen Kun's eyes widened as he saw a human-shaped bulge appear under the Summer Quilt on the bunk across.

Instinctively, Chen Kun turned his head to check whether the other two were still there.

Guo Jintao, holding his cellphone, was curled up on one side, drooling in his sleep at that moment. Zhang Wei looked much the same.

Chen Kun quickly nudged the two awake, gestured for them to be silent, and pointed to the top bunk across.

The two were initially confused, but upon seeing the situation on the top bunk, they immediately became alert, turned on the cellphones they were holding, and started to record without daring to use the flash, just like that.

A slightly dark image didn't matter, since post-production could adjust it, and the guys from the college's computer department weren't to be underestimated.

The occupant under the Summer Quilt on the top bunk seemed to move a bit, then turned over, facing outwards.

This time, the three saw clearly that it was the face of a strange man, and his eyes weren't closed but kept open the whole time.

However, with his experience, Guo Jintao already knew that although the man's eyes were open, they looked as if they belonged to someone dead. Last time when he slept with him, he chose to ignore Guo Jintao, and it was unlikely he would notice anyone filming from below now.

Wondering whether Han Zhao was awake yet, the strangeness on the top bunk turned over, sat up expressionless, and the whole process was captured by the cellphones.